LOGINThen I lose my thoughts for a while.Another night, I sit naked on a wooden stool in Wes’s studio as he puts the finishing touches on a nude painting of me. I swear I’ve been blushing the entire time he’s been painting it, which only makes him smile. I’ve seen him adding extra pink to his brush.Now
Sylvia’s POVI stand in the break room, watching with annoyance as the Luna ceremony plays on the small television in the far corner. Even two packs over, Ollie’s story seems to have made a big impression, and she’s become something of a beloved figure that transcends packs.The whole thing makes me
Even Declan is smiling.“You are staying with us,” Wes says, sounding breathless.“Yes,” I say, then feel a bit shy. “Is that okay?”“Is that…?” Conrad repeats, scoffing. He crosses the distance first, and closes his arms around me. He waits for nothing before leaning down and kissing me. “Your plac
Ollie’s POVLooking at my mates, my heart warms and my wolf, inside of me, rumbles happily. When I return my gaze to my brother Erik, while I am still happy to see him and know him, it just isn’t the same.He might be my family, and his palace in the north might have been a place I might have once c
Conrad’s POVMom must have sensed that my brothers and I had a lot to talk about, because after a little while, she asked Ollie to escort her down to the cafeteria for something to eat. Ollie seemed surprised by the request, but agreed.Now that they are both gone, and my brothers and I are alone, t
“Your mate,” I tell him.His smile grows wider. “My little fox. Did I do good?”“You took a bullet for me,” I grumble. “I couldn’t be more furious with you.”“Yet you are alive. You’re here. You are calling me your mate,” Hugh says. “All of these are positives in my book.”“Hugh…”“Come here, little
Ollie’s POVI travel northward, most often as a wolf with my duffle bag draped across the back of my wolf body, but sometimes as a human when I feel like moving at a slower pace – which is often.It seems the more distance I try to put between myself and my mates, the more I begin to doubt my action
“Seeing my chance to make them suffer. I traveled north once more. This time, not to kidnap the mother, but to steal away their youngest daughter instead. I did not return empty handed…”“You kidnapped me?!” I demand, clutching at the bars in a white knuckle grip. I could have had a normal life all
Hugh’s POVWhile I am loathe to accuse Sylvia of anything, those words could hardly be anything but threatening. What could she possibly mean by something like that other than the obvious: she does not expect Ollie to return?Fortunately, I am not the only of my brothers to find her words suspicious
“Good, you’re up,” says an older male voice. Oddly, it’s somewhat familiar, though I can’t immediately recognize why. “That should make this quicker.”I shift back to human form so that I can speak. “Who are you? What do you want with me?”“You don’t recognize me? Why should you, I suppose? When you







