Masuk"But the Lunasol....""Should have prevented that. Should have eliminated the contamination completely." Archer's voice was tight. "This doesn't make sense.""Unless the Lunasol was compromised," Alaric said from the front seat. "Or the contamination source is ongoing. Or...."He stopped. Looked at Marcus.Some unspoken communication passed between them."What?" Melina asked. "What aren't you saying?""Nothing. Just thinking through possibilities." But Alaric's jaw was tight. His hands were clenched.He was lying. All of them were. She could feel it."Tell me," she demanded. "If you know something...if there's something I should know....""We don't know anything yet," Aiden said firmly. "We're just being cautious. Making sure we understand what we're dealing with before we make assumptions.""Assumptions about what?""About whether this is natural or...." Archer stopped. Looked at Alaric."Or what?" Melina's voice was rising again. "Or what, Archer?""Or deliberate," Alaric said quiet
Melina's POV - MorningShe woke up slowly.Her body was screaming. Every muscle ached. Between her legs felt raw. Bruised. Evidence of last night written into her skin in bite marks and fingerprint bruises.Worth it.She smiled despite the soreness. Last night had been....intense. All three of them. Hours. Multiple rounds. She'd lost count of how many times she'd come. How many times they'd claimed her.She stretched carefully. Winced. Definitely overdid it.The bed beside her was empty. She was alone.That was new. Usually at least one of them stayed. Watched her sleep. Held her.She sat up. The sheet fell to her waist. More bruises. More bite marks. Her breasts were tender. Her nipples were swollen."Jesus," she muttered. "I look like I got attacked.""You did." Alaric's voice from the doorway. "By three very enthusiastic werewolves."She looked up. He was dressed. Professional. A tray in his hands with breakfast."Good morning," he said. Came into the room. Set the tray on the bed.
"The view of me being kissed by all of you?""The view of you happy. Relaxed. Ours."Her heart did something complicated in her chest. "I am yours.""We know." Aiden pulled her against him. "But it's nice to hear you say it."They settled back into comfortable silence. Alaric returned to his work. Aiden pulled her onto the couch with him. Archer joined them.She was sandwiched between them."I could get used to this," she murmured."Good," Archer said. "Because this is your life now. Forever.""Forever is a long time.""Not long enough," Aiden said quietly. "Not nearly long enough with you."She turned to look at him. "That was almost romantic.""Almost?" He looked offended. "That was completely romantic.""Almost," she repeated. Grinning.He tickled her. She shrieked. Tried to escape.Archer held her in place. "No escaping. You insulted him. Now you pay.""That's not fair.....""Life's not fair, baby." Aiden's fingers found all her ticklish spots. "Should have thought of that before
"Alaric....""You said you wanted everything I've been holding back." His fingers slid inside her. Easy. She was so wet. So ready. "I've been holding back for months. So we're going to be here a while.""I'm already sore....""Then I'll be gentle." He positioned himself between her legs. "This time."He entered her again. Slow. Easy. Let her adjust."Better?" he asked."Yes." She wrapped her arms around him. "Don't stop."He didn't.He made love to her slowly. Thoroughly. Taking his time. Relearning her body. Finding what made her gasp. What made her moan. What made her cling to him."You're beautiful," he murmured. "Do you know that? Do you know how long I've wanted this? Wanted you?""Show me," she whispered.He did.He worshipped her body. Kissed every mark his brothers had left. Every bruise. Every bite. Claimed them as his own."Mine," he said against her skin. "Every part of you. Mine.""Yours," she agreed. "All yours."He brought her to orgasm twice more. Slow. Rolling. Buildin
She woke slowly.Every muscle ached. A deep, satisfied ache that reminded her of exactly what had happened.Aiden's mouth between her legs. Archer joining. Both of them taking her until she couldn't think. Couldn't speak. Could barely breathe.She stretched. Winced. Definitely sore."You're awake."She turned her head. Alaric sat in the chair beside her bed. Still fully dressed. Looking tired."How long was I out?" Her voice was hoarse."Four hours." He leaned forward. Elbows on his knees. "How do you feel?""Sore." She sat up slowly. The sheet fell to her waist. "But good.""Melina...." He looked guilty. Pained. "I'm sorry. My brothers lost control. They shouldn't have....""Stop." She cut him off. "I wanted it.""You passed out......""Because it felt incredible." She met his eyes directly. "Alaric, I'm not some delicate flower. I wanted everything they did to me. I loved every second of it."He stood up. Paced. "You're human. You have limits. They ignored those limits because the m
Her hand went between her legs. Found her clit. Rubbed it."That's it. Work yourself. Show me how much you need this."She was already close. Too sensitive. Too overwhelmed."Archer.....I can't....""Yes you can." His hands gripped her hips. Pulled her into each thrust. "One more. Give me one more."She came. Harder this time. Her body clamping around him.He cursed. Kept moving. Chasing his own release."Going to fill you too," he said. His voice rough. "Going to add to what Aiden gave you. Going to make sure you're dripping with us."He came with a groan. Collapsed on top of her.She lay there. Breathing hard. Completely wrecked."Again," Aiden said from beside them."What?" Melina's voice was weak."I want you again. Already hard again. Need you again.""Aiden, I can't....""Yes you can." He pulled her away from Archer. Positioned her on her hands and knees. "Just one more. I promise."He entered her from behind. The angle was deeper. More intense.She was so sensitive. Too sensiti
POV: MelinaShe woke up feeling wrong.Not the sharp wrong of something acute....no nausea, no pain, nothing she could point to specifically. Just a heaviness that sat behind her eyes and in her shoulders and in the particular way her skin felt slightly too warm against the sheets, like her body ha
Melina closed her eyes.Opened them."Okay," she said."Are you ...." Petra stopped. Started again more carefully. "Are you alright?"Melina thought about that question. Genuinely thought about it for a moment, standing in her doorway with damp hair and last night sitting heavy in her chest and her
POV: MelinaShe woke up slowly.Not all at once. In pieces. Awareness coming back layer by layer the way it did when sleep had been particularly deep....first the ceiling, then the light coming through the curtains, then the specific smell of her own room.She was in her room.She was in her room a
POV: MelinaIt was waiting on her bed when she got back from her shift.A white envelope with the hospital's name printed in the top left corner. Someone from admin must have slipped it under her door while she was working. She stood in the doorway and looked at it for a moment before she went insi







