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The Rogue's Reluctant Mate 51 - Secrets
His eyes widened almost imperceptibly. He knew. He knew I wasn’t just some random Omega. He didn’t recognize my face, but something in my voice, in my eyes, in the way I said his name.... it struck a chord of fear. “I...I don’t know what you mean,” he stammered, his gaze darting around nervously. “Oh, I think you do,” I purred, taking a step closer. My smile didn’t waver. “I think you remember every knot you tied, every stone you hefted. Details, Dante. Details matter, don’t they?” I let my gaze drop to his hands, then back to his terrified face. “And I have a very, very good memory for details.” He was pale now, trembling slightly. He knew. He might not know WHO I was, but he knew I was someone who remembered his specific cruelties. “The river....it gives back its secrets sometimes, doesn’t it?” I continued, my voice a silken threat. “And those secrets can be quite vengeful.” I leaned in a little closer, my smile widening, becoming almost beatific. Psychotic, Austin might have c
The Rogue's Reluctant Mate 50 - Personal
A wave of grief, so sharp it almost buckled my knees, washed over me. It looked even smaller, more dilapidated than I remembered. The windows were dark, empty. A place of ghosts. Of pain. “Selena?” Austin’s voice was soft beside me. He’d felt it, of course. The bond. “It’s...nothing,” I choked out, turning away from the sight. I couldn’t look at it. Not yet. “It’s not nothing ” he said, his hand briefly touching my arm. “It’s a reminder of why we’re here.” His gentleness, that unexpected softness, it almost broke me. But I couldn’t break. Not now. I took a deep breath, pushing the grief down, letting the cold rage surface. “You’re right. It’s a reminder.” We moved on, deeper into the warren of tunnels and dwellings. The air here was thicker, staler, heavy with the scent of fear and oppression. I could feel the eyes on us, unseen watchers in the shadows. The pack was on edge. “There,” Austin said, nodding towards a dimly lit alcove where a lone figure was sweeping, his movements
The Rogue's Reluctant Mate 49 - My Old Home
He led the way down into the valley, the roar of the falls growing louder, drowning out all other sound. The air was thick with mist, clinging to us, soaking our clothes. We reached the base of the falls, a maelstrom of churning water and deafening noise. “The entrance is behind the main cascade, about halfway up.” Austin yelled over the roar. “There’s a ledge, usually slick with moss. We’ll need to climb. The spray will cover our scent, mostly.” Climbing the wet, slippery rocks beside a thundering waterfall was terrifying. My fingers, raw and aching, scrabbled for purchase. The spray blinded me, the noise disoriented me. But Austin was there, a dark shape just ahead, his presence a strange sort of reassurance. He moved with a confidence that bordered on arrogance, as if daring the elements to defy him. He found the ledge, a narrow, treacherous path hidden behind the curtain of water. It led into a dark, damp tunnel that smelled of wet rock and something wolf. The scent was strong
The Rogue's Reluctant Mate 48 - My Old Home
SELENA_____The last night before we moved on the pack, the air in our hidden little camp crackled with a tension so thick, I could almost taste it – metallic, like unshed blood. Austin had been different. Still the cold, calculating bastard I knew, but the edges were softer when he looked at me, when he spoke. That night, after the ...distraction...he’d been quiet, watchful. His gentleness was a dangerous thing, more unsettling than his usual harshness because it made me forget, just for a second, what he was. What we both were.“Ready Freckles?” he asked, his voice a low rumble in the pre dawn gloom. We’d packed our minimal gear, the rucksacks feeling heavy on our shoulders, filled with weapons, a little food, and the weight of our purpose.I nodded, my throat too tight for words. My wolf paced under my skin, a restless, eager thing. Revenge was a hunger, and I was starving. “As I’ll ever be.”“The approach to the Sunken Veil will be the first test.” he said, his eyes scanning th
The Rogue's Reluctant Mate 47 - Tomorrow
I continued my assault, my tongue relentless, my fingers now joining in, parting her, exploring her wet heat, stretching her, preparing her. Her whimpers turned into small, broken sobs, her body thrashing beneath me. The desperation in her, the sheer, unadulterated need.... it was intoxicating. Finally, when I could feel her inner muscles clenching, spasming, when her cries became incoherent, desperate pleas, I focused all my attention on that single, throbbing point of her pleasure. My tongue moved with a fierce, targeted precision. Her orgasm, when it finally ripped through her, was a violent, shattering thing. She screamed, a raw, animalistic sound that was swallowed by the night, her body convulsing, her nails digging into my scalp. I held her down, my mouth still fused to her, drinking in her release, feeling the powerful aftershocks rack her small frame. She lay panting beneath me, boneless, trembling, her eyes glazed, unfocused. Sweat slicked her skin, mingling with the sce
The Rogue's Reluctant Mate 46 - When I Tell You To
Her skin was cool, yes, but beneath it, I could feel the heat, the frantic pulse. My touch lingered, my thumb stroking the soft skin. Her eyes, when she finally lifted them to mine, were wide, dark, and filled with a confusing mix of fear and. awareness. That familiar, unwanted, yet undeniable spark. “Austin....” she whispered, her voice a breathy invitation and a warning all in one. “The night is long, Freckles,” I said, my voice dropping, becoming rougher. “And the waiting... the waiting can be the hardest part.” My gaze dropped to her lips, slightly parted, inviting. “Perhaps we need a distraction.” Her breath hitched. She knew what I meant. The air between us crackled, the unspoken desires, the raw, animalistic need, amplified by the looming danger. This wasn’t about love, or tenderness. This was about survival. About staving off the darkness, if only for a little while. About a desperate, almost violent affirmation of life before we stepped into the shadow of death. “A distr
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