HeinPain. White hot, burning through my bones. My wolf crawled away, whining, to hide deep within my subconscious mind. Someone was howling. It sounded familiar. And realized it was me.Magnus was relentless. He wanted to kill me. I wished at some point I could just die. Make the pain stop. I lost count of the lashes.But I thought about Erina and Daphne and my unborn pup. I couldn’t leave them. I had to hold on. Just hold on. It would be so easy to slip into nothingness. So easy…I found myself in a long, dark tunnel. This was it. I must be dead, and this is the road to hell. My footsteps echoed strangely in the place. At the end of the tunnel, I saw a white light and the silhouette of a woman waiting for me. When I approached, she turned around, smiling, and there was a golden light that surrounded her. She was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.“Who are you?” I asked her.She floated a few inches above the ground. “I am Selene, the Moon Goddess, my child.” Her voice was ev
MagnusA tense silence descended in the interior of the limo after I received the text from Hein. The only sound was the powerful roar of the motor that mirrored the pounding of my heart in my head. Soon I will have Erina in my arms again. The driver couldn’t drive fast enough. Erik looked at me with eyes full of concern. “Magnus…”“Goddammit, Erik. I will not hurt her. How many times must I tell you; I LOVE her? I couldn’t hurt her even if I tried.” I reached to get a drink but remembered I had finished all of it. Disappointed, I sank back against the soft leather.“If that text was from Hein, he got to her first.” Erik remarked.“Yes! I know that,” I snapped. “He disregarded my order to stay at the castle.”“Why didn’t he take her back to the castle then?” Erik mused.“I guess I will ask him when I see him.” My tone dripped with viciousness. Hein would explain himself while I stripped the flesh from his back. If he so much as touched her…“It’s strange…” Erik mused, chewing on hi
ErinaThe solid touch of Yves’ hands on my shoulders stopped me from clearing up the mess Hein and I had caused. If Yves had any sense, he would tell me to go. Tell me he never wanted to see my face again. I wouldn’t blame him.“Erina, look at me.” He turned me around to face him. “What the hell was that? Did he force himself on you?” his voice trembled.Shame made me hang my head. I had no self-control where it came to Hein. Father was right to keep me away from the opposite sex. I was a slut. Just like my mother. What have I done?! I hurt Hein and Magnus, and I will hurt Yves. I should run, go to a convent or something.“He didn’t force me,” I confessed, tears dripping down my cheeks. “I can’t explain…” I still smelled Hein, his wild essence clinging to me like a second skin.Yves thumbed away the tears. “Is he the father?” He spoke to me so gently it wrecked me. I clung to his shirt, sobbing onto his chest. He stroked my hair, holding me close, murmuring comforting words to me.“No
Magnus I woke with a head that was pounding as if someone had taken a hammer to it. There was a weight on my chest, hair in my face and a familiar scent in the room. It reeked of sex and bourbon.“What the hell…” Glaring sunlight streamed into the room. Too bright. Groaning, I pushed the weight off my chest.The weight turned out to be a woman, blonde, naked and asleep. Next to her, Erik lay stark naked on his back, snoring like a field worker in midsummer. My head was splitting. I got off the bed, stumbled over empty bottles of bourbon towards the window.“Where the fuck are we?” I closed the curtains quickly and leaned my head against the cold wall, needing some relief.I struggled to remember what happened after we left the Chaumont house. There was only the grief I felt at seeing the site where Ignatius buried Victoria. Buried her like a dead dog underneath an oak tree. I saw it in his memories that day when I probed his mind. If I could resurrect him to kill him again, I would.
The click of the office door echoed as he locked it, leaned against it, eyes fixed on me.“Hein…” What more could I say? The air crackled with unspoken desire.Two long strides closed the distance, his arms a vise around my waist, pulling me close. I pushed against the solid wall of his chest, feeling the frantic thumping of his heart beneath my palms.“Hein… we can’t…” But his mouth crashed onto mine, silencing my protest. Lord help me, I was lost. He lifted me onto the desk edge. Paperwork rustled to the floor. His hands, rough and insistent, bruised my breasts through my loose top, and a moan escaped my lips into his kiss. His tongue delved, hot and demanding, fucking my mouth until I was breathless. I pulled his head back by his hair, gasping for air.The bulge of his cock strained against the soft leather of his pants, and my pussy clenched, a vivid memory of his possession flooding my senses. Just one kiss, and I was drenched.“Hein…” I panted.“I’m not leaving without you, Erin
Erina“How did you find me?” I was horrified, but the wolf was ecstatic to see him, purring at the back of my mind. “Where is Magnus?” I asked, my voice tight in my throat. My eyes searched for his familiar frame as if he could hide behind Hein.“It’s only me and Daphne.” He stepped around the desk and took me by the shoulders, his grip firm and warm. “Damn it, Erina. Why?” he asked, his deep voice broken.I had to force myself not to throw my arms around him. “It seemed like the only choice I had.” Those sad blue eyes looked right into my heart, mirroring the longing we both felt.Hein placed his forehead against mine, eyes closed, taking in my scent as I was inhaling his. He smelled like home, like everything I wanted but couldn’t have. He took my face between his large hands. “I’m taking you back. You can’t keep my pup from me, Erina,” he murmured.“How…”“Magnus told me,” he said, his voice bitter. “Why didn’t you come to me, Erina?” His eyes held so much emotion that it was diffi