“Please.” Lola begged, pulling at the cuffs. The metal clanged loud in his ears. The sounds of the other men on the other side of the door did nothing to change his thoughts on what he was about to do as he stepped closer.   Fingers trailing up her ankle, he marveled at the softness of her skin. The way she shivered, how a moan slipped from her throat.   “I will bring you pleasure, it will come with pain.” He said scraping his nail up her thigh, watching as it trembled. “Can you handle it?”   Lola bit her lip as her skin crawled. It was like her body needed something, she just didn’t know what. She just knew that Bodach could give her what she needed. “Yes.” Bodach’s hand trailed higher and he could feel the heat under his fingertips. Smell the scent of her a

Dense softly scented, steam filled the bathroom as Lola stepped out of the shower. She grabbed a soft green towel from the towel rack and let a sigh out as she thought about the day. About what had happened and what she had learned about herself.   She couldn’t help but wish her grandmother was alive. She longed for someone to be able to answer her questions. Why was the box that her grandmother had left her enchanted? How could they not tell her what she was? After toweling her hair, she wrapped the towel around her body. A soft knock on the door made her jump.   “Lola, are you okay?” Lu asked is a soft voice. “I’ll be out in a minute.”   Lola looked around the bathroom and realized she hadn’t grabbed any clean pajamas. With a sigh, she cracked open the door and peeked out at

Bodach smirked as he looked up at Puca, his cheeks sucked in as he quirked an eyebrow up at the other man. His look was almost daring as he tried to provoke him over the edge.. “Stop whatever game you are playing with her.” Puca hissed through clenched teeth. “Not a game, Tha mi ag iarraidh oirre.” “You don’t fancy her, the only one you’ve ever cared about is yourself.” Puca’s fist slammed into the front door and Bodach surged forward. Hands moving to the other man’s waist to spin him around, pinning him against the wall. “You and Merrow would have mauled her. She would have killed you, tell me I don’t care, mo charaid.” “I saw the way you watched her.” Puca said as he pushed Bodach&rs

Lola exited the small half-bath and walked down the hallway, an open doorway catching her attention. She’d never been in this part of the shop before, and her curiosity got the better of her as she pushed the door open. Taking in the small, open roll-top antique desk. Running her hand over the smooth, polished wood. She wondered if this was Erik’s office. Picking up a letter, she read his name to herself before sitting it back down. She knew she should just turn around and respect his privacy. A framed photo tucked into the corner caught her attention and she moved closer. It was a photo of her mother sitting outside of the antique shop. The wind ruffling the hem of her floral sundress as the sun shone down on her honey-blonde wavy hair. Lola bit her lip as she picked up the mother-of-pearl frame for a closer look. Her mother was smiling in the picture and Erik stood behi

Walking down the hallway, Lu dragged his fingers through his curls. He was stressed, his emotions were all over the place. He walked onto the sidewalk, tilting his head to the side. Closing his eyes, he let his feet guide him in the direction he hoped would lead to a strong drink. He pulled open the heavy steel door open with a grimace. Lu didn’t know how his kind functioned in a world like this? All the steel and iron everywhere, it hurt. The unfamiliar stench of cigarette smoking making him scrunch his nose. Under that scent was the smell he longed for. Alcohol of all different kinds. He stepped inside the dimly lit bar with a frown.    He could feel the magic of shifters sweeping over him. There weren’t that many right now at this early hour. The lingering presence was still there, moving over his skin. The call of ale was greater than his fear as he took in the bar