MikhailBreathing heavily, I meld my lips to Nevaeh as my hands learn the wonders of her body. I’m about to slide my hands between her thighs when suddenly my door bursts open. Rowan and Kell run in, rambling in excitement as Nevaeh and I struggle to sit straight.Both boys stop dead in shock as they take in the scene before them. Seeing that Nevaeh is half-naked, I pull her close to my chest and cover her with my body.  Damn my idiotic brothers for interrupting such a perfect moment. “What the hell, guys! Get the fuck out!” I yell out.  Unfortunately, both morons are still standing there with their mouths gaping open. Angry, I throw my pillow, startling them out of their shock as the pillow rams into Kell’s chest. “Get…out!”To my mortification and amusement, Rowan and Kell wordlessly turn to leave but bump into each other on the way as they run out the door. They look like two bumbling fools as they

Chapter 24 - Ignited by her touchMikhailWe’re in literature class right now watching Romeo and Juliet. Nevaeh and I are sitting in the back of the classroom, enjoying our closeness. My heart stutters with every touch of her fingers against mine, and my mind is running a mile a minute. I can’t stop thinking about finding a private spot to release some of our pent-up stress. I can tell she’s thinking the same thing because she gives me a heated smile when I look at her. Unable to take another moment, I take her hand and slide it beneath my arm. “Quit teasing me, princess,” I mumble softly.Over the past few weeks, we’ve settled comfortably together as a couple. We go to school together, eat together, make love, argue, and make love again. It’s amazing.I also had to tell Alex about Azazel. I mean, if Azazel was going to be part of my life, Alex needed to know. He didn’t seem happy about our friendship. But a

MikhailAfter leaving Azazel and Nevaeh, I fly around the sky, hoping that the ache in my heart would subside. Even though I try, my mind won’t stop thinking about what’s transpiring between my best friend and the love of my life. The only thing I know right now is that Azazel is risking a great deal for me. Not just because he’s risking the Council’s ire, but because a mating mark is sacred, and it’s probably difficult for him to give it to Nevaeh knowing that his mate might be out there. He might love Nevaeh but giving her the mating mark is on a whole other level of intimacy that he wouldn’t share with just anyone.After an hour has passed, I fly back to the loft and prepare to face Azazel and Nevaeh. Azazel is at the bar, pouring himself a drink. As soon as he hears my footsteps, he turns around and waves the bottle in my direction. I shake my head, declining the offer. I’m not much of a drinker. It’s pointless, consi

Mikhail“Azazel, what are you doing here?” I ask.Azazel’s lips tighten into slits as he gazes around cagily. “We have a problem, mate. Have you seen the news?”I shake my head. “No, why?”Sighing, Azazel walks to the living room and turns on the Television. A nondescript news anchor appears on the screen. Today on the news, a local boy, Travis Gentry, was found strangled in a garbage can near an uptown club. Travis Gentry was a football cornerback for the Arcata High Angels. Right now, the local police are calling for foul play. However, in a bizarre turn of events, witnesses have stepped up to say that Mr. Gentry was killed by a winged creature. We join you live with Jane Carlson at the club Garden of Eden…My brow furrows with confusion as I listen to the report. Travis is dead. I can’t believe it. I turn to Azazel and Alex, who are giving me an odd look. “What are you looking

MikhailThe back of the holding truck grumbles across the road, shifting and swaying at a nearly hypnotic pace. The Council uses the trucks to transport Council offenders. Sitting across from me on one of the benches is Gadriel. Corbin is driving the vehicle, and Lukan is sitting next to me. I resist the urge to strike out when I see the self-satisfied smirk on Lukan’s face. The bastard is finally getting what he has always wanted─ to get rid of me.My mind wanders back to Nevaeh and how sad she looked as I was being taken away. I’m glad that I asked Azazel to mark her because now she’s safe. Gadriel’s cell phone rings as the van tracks through the streets. He gives us both a wary look as he moves to the other side of the van and answers the call. I can tell that he doesn’t like the idea of leaving me alone with Lukan. He might not know why Lukan has such animosity toward me, but I’m sure he can sense that something is not right.