TYSON Goddess, she had me—she had completely dominated an alpha. I was addicted, spending all day going through the motions, waiting for my next fix. And I wouldn't be fully satisfied until I had her marked as mine. The urge had grown stronger with every time we did the deed, which was now every night, several times a night. I was barely sleeping, and I didn't care, greedily keeping her in my bed until she firmly insisted she had to go home. "Good night?" Blake smirked at me as I entered his office. "Seems like you were up pretty late." I couldn't help but smile to myself. "Sorry 'bout that. Will try to keep it down moving forward." "I have someone coming in an hour or so to soundproof my bedroom. Jasmine and I realized the sounds go both ways." Blake smiled and shook his head. "Guess I probably should have given you a heads up. Just felt a little awkward about it." I rubbed my neck. "Hey, no worries. You're not the only one that never said anything. My sister is just as guilty.
TYSON After we finished rearranging all the furniture upstairs, I found myself feeling weak with a pulsing in my head. My vision was starting to blur a bit too. My lungs ached and the familiar wet sensation flooded my esophagus. I quickly ran into the bathroom, just in time to hack up blood into the toilet. Fuck, I really had to lay down. I flushed the red liquid, quickly rinsed my mouth out, and then stumbled into my new bedroom, falling onto the pillow that had the strongest scent of Gigi. I inhaled deeply, taking in all her amazing perfume, thankful it clung so well to fabric and lasted so long. It was the most amazing scent I'd ever smelled, and I knew I'd have to ask her what it was again. I couldn't even believe it kept slipping my mind to ask. I supposed I'd always been thinking about other things when she was with me. And even as my whole body burned with the wolfsbane pulsing through it, and my head ached in a way it never had in my life, I still had a smile on my face as
GINGERI smiled to myself, continuously checking the text messages as they came in. Goddess, what was wrong with me? I'd never let a guy wrap me up so much in him before. Okay, every time I even looked at a guy, I tended to think he was going to be my boyfriend and maybe future husband. But not to this level!Tyson Chicken: New geography to explore tonight ;)Me: What, did you grow a second cock or something?Tyson Chicken: Damn, think witches can make that happen?Tyson Chicken: Second one I'll ask to be anal sizeMe: You're obsessedTyson Chicken: With your ass? YesMe: Don't you have some important alpha stuff to do or something?Tyson Chicken: Like fuck your ass?Me: That is not even remotely sexy or convincingTyson Chicken: Come over and I'll convince you another wayMe: No can do. My parents are complaining I'm never home anymore. Promised I'd hang with them tonightTyson Chicken: Damn cockblockersMe: You have a hand :)Me: Two if you need one for your second cock tooTyson Ch
BLAKE "Baby, can you watch Libby for a few hours today? Me and Erin want to go get some mani-pedis." Lucy threw her arms around Luke as he worked at his desk across from me. His look said everything. His shoulders tensed, nostrils flared, and he moved his hands from the keyboard, tightening them into fists. Honestly, I had to give him credit for being possibly the world's most patient person for having dealt with Lucy for so long. While she did have some positive qualities—she was very pretty, had bigger balls than most men, and wasn't a bad person overall. But, damn, she was fucking annoying, irresponsible, and had turned out to be a huge lush, especially in the past few months. "Are you serious?" Luke snapped. "What?" She asked innocently, fluttering her eyelashes. He let out a deep breath. "I've been going through the training rosters today." "And?" Lucy pulled away from Luke. "And did you have something to tell me?" He turned in his chair so he was facing her. She rolled h
GINGER On Tuesday morning, I woke to my cell phone vibrating next to me. Tyce: Don’t forget last shot today. I'd take you but promised Blake I'd fill in for training. But lmk if you can't get there and I'll make it work. I took a deep breath. I did enjoy Tyce's company when he brought me to my appointments. And as much as I acted tough, I really wasn't a big fan of hospitals. And, okay, I selfishly wanted to spend more time with Tyce. But I didn’t want to take him away from his duties. I could find my own way there. After I showered, I checked my leg once again. It was starting to look much better and was well on the way to healing, although I supposed I wouldn't really be enjoying any beach days or pool parties this summer, at least not around other werewolves. But there was always next year, and I'd be back at school around humans soon enough, where I wouldn't have to be so diligent with hiding all my wounds. After getting dressed, I made my way downstairs, where I found my mom
GINGER I'd managed to avoid Heidi for a whole week. Don't ask me how that was even possible when I had to see her at temple services both Sunday night and Monday morning, standing there like a perfect goddamn mate to Hunter, as if I hadn't caught her friend between her legs days earlier. I had only the Moon Goddess to thank that Heidi would never confront me about what happened in front of our parents, especially at temple where anyone could easily overhear. But she kept texting and calling me. Ignore, ignore, ignore. I never wanted to talk to that hypocritical bitch again. She was no longer my sister. I didn't even care what explanation she had for what I'd walked in on. Okay, I was dying to know. I mean, clearly there was way more to the prude Heidi than I'd ever imagined. But still—my blood boiled at the thought of being near her. I was grateful to finally have something to take my mind off everything. I'd be starting my new job that day. Tyce had taken my resume to the former l
GINGER After he left, I turned back to the task at hand and got started. The first entry was about an elderly werewolf that had begun to lose his fur. The doctor who had observed the phenomenon concluded it was due to old age, although it had never been observed previously in other werewolves. A little after noon, someone came up behind me, startling me. I jumped in my seat and turned to come face to face with Tyce. "What are you doing here?" I exclaimed. "I always forget how easy it is to sneak up on you." Tyce snickered and bent down to give me a kiss. "I wanted to stop by and bring you lunch for your first day of work." "Oh, my mom already had that covered. She beat you to it." "Damn, and I thought I'd be the hero of the day." "What'd you bring anyway?" I asked, looking up at the tote bag he had in hand. "Okay, I can't really take credit for it. Connie, the packhouse cook made it. I just cut you a slice. She made some meat lasagna." "Oooh, that sounds really good!" "I eve
GINGER On Friday evening, I came home to Paige and Heidi both staring at me from the kitchen table. "Don't you dare run!" Paige got up and I swear she was ready to use one of her warrior moves on me. "Goddess, okay! I'm here!" I replied. "Now sit." Paige pulled out a chair and gave me a hard stare. Damn, she was actually pretty good at giving a warrior look. Did she learn that in training? I rolled my eyes and plopped myself down. Heidi didn't say a word. Her whole posture was stooped and her chin trembled. Served her right. Paige started, "I'm disappointed with both of you." "Disappointed with me?" I shouted. "What have I done? Besides defend myself against Heidi's slut shaming? Especially when she was the one that was slutting it up all along, acting like she's Miss Innocent!" "Gigi," Paige warned. "It's okay, I deserve it," Heidi spoke up, her voice cracking. "I'm sorry, Gigi. I shouldn't have been as mean as I was." "You're only sorry because you got caught," I snapped bac