~Alaya  My emotions are all over the place, as I follow Sinful down the hallway.  What if I don't really want to get my memories back like this? What if Shanae said something to me that will completely change my life, or that is a complete lie? All these questions fight to find place in my mind. No, I need to find out what happened that night, that was so important for her to take my memories away with that stupid drink.  Sinful doesn't give any information away, as he motions for me to sit down. We are in his quarters again, safely away from a brooding Asher, who is doing who knows what right now.  "Are you sure you want this memory back?" He asks, misty grey eyes slightly wary.

~Alaya  He knew. He knows.  A part of me can't even react. His lips are clearly pressed against mine, his hands on my face, the sparks there...But my body is completely frozen. My entire body is split in half with reasoning. One part of me is disgusted that this man is kissing me, after everything that has happened between us.  Then there's the other part of me. The part that controls my body, that reacts to the mate bond that has been drilled into our primal nature comes out, and decides to completely dissolve the inch of my sense of reasoning.  "I hate you," I murmur against his lips, however, there is no point stopping myself, as I wrap my arms around his neck, kissing him back with as much vigor as I could p

~Alaya  I didn't get in the car straight away.  Instead, I stared the man down. My memories, even though they have been returned, are vague, and I don't remember a time where I trusted Myles. However, as Aspen stares me down, waiting for an answer, and I consider the coldness around us, and the likelihood that Asher would find us, I climb into the car.  My mind begs me to turn around, knowing Asher had Myle's working for him. At the same time, I remember Myle's trepidations toward whom he was working for. He claimed he didn't even know who was giving him the order.  I'm hoping my logic isn't as flawed as I have a feeling it is, but right now, it's this, or surely be caught.&nb

~Alaya Pain. And a whole lot of it too.   It's not the average kind of pain either. It sears right up my neck, like the lick of a flame, right to the base of my skull, heating everything up to the point I considered that my body might just explode. I grip tightly onto Asher's hair, not sure how to react. He marked me. I'm his now, and he's mine. There is nothing to change this natural fact that has brought us together as mate. Even if it makes me feel angry, even if it has me completely stunned, this is now a fact. I could both kill Asher and make love to him at the same time. When he finally pulls away, I use both my hands on his chest to push him back. I need some space right now if I have a chance of comprehending what just happened. Thinking back to when I first met the gaze of this golden eyed man, I would have never guessed he was my mate. Sure, our fates were intertwi

*Mature Content* ~Alaya  Every thought in my mind is propelled backwards into a span of nothingness.  I only really read about what happens between mates when they touch. Growing up in the Desire Pack, we grew up thinking the mate bond was a tie down. Everyone thought having a mate was no fun, and that once you found your significant other, your life would only get more boring.  But with my lips on Asher's, I know that's not true.  The moment my back touches the couch, and Asher looms over me, my mind begins to race. He has pulled away, looking down at me with a blazing golden gaze that could brand me more permanently than the mark on my neck, and a smile taunting, I feel naked already.