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 POVHugh’s warning runs through my head.Just don’t let Declan see you in that shirt.Right now, Declan is looking at me so coldly that I’m starting to shiver. He glares at the t-shirt I’m wearing, the one belonging to Conrad, like it personally offends him.Maybe it does.When his gaze lift
Conrad’s hands clutch me tighter, his fingers digging in.“I’ve waited for you for so long…” he says. “To think my brothers had you and did not tell me…”I squeeze his arms where I’m holding him, hoping to offer some comfort. I don’t mind the tightness of his grip. The dig of his fingers is setting
Ollie’s POVAs heat rushes to my face, I’m about to turn away when he glances back. His eyes lock with mine and I freeze, caught. How long did he know I was here? I suspect from the start. Hugh likes to play these kinds of games.As he holds my gaze, he starts to smirk, and that’s when I know for su
It moves my heart in no less momentous ways than the more direct advances from the other brothers had.“Wes…” I say, a sigh.He smiles against my skin before pulling back and releasing me.“The only marks I want to leave are on your heart, Angel.”My heart leaps so hard at the words that I have to p







