When we pulled into the parking lot of the simple garage, a man that resembled Alexander, though with a few gray hairs, walked out with a smile. “You must be John Kinsley.” he greeted, wiping his hands with a cloth before offering it. “You look just like your brother. Not that I’ve met my man, but I’ve seen pictures. I still owe him a drink for letting my boy spend so much time at his place and whipping him into better shape.” Robert Whitland smiled. “Pleasure, sir. And yes, I’m John. This is my girlfriend Sarael, and the grump in the back is her nephew. We’re here to pick up her car.” I greeted, shaking his hand. “Right, right. The Ford Alexander towed here yesterday. Got it all ready for you, Miss.” he nodded, giving a warm smile to Sarael. “Thank you so much for letting it be towed here. I don’t know what happened with it, but it just wouldn’t start back up for me. I had to take an uber to my next appo

She said YES! Irving was practically doing backflips in my head because he was so thrilled. She agreed to let us mark her. ‘Of course, there's a catch.’ Irving grumbled. ‘She makes a valid point. There may be imperative information in that book about our mate bond. As it stands, if we mark her now, we don’t know what will happen. She could even die from the pain for all we know.’ I pointed out. That shut him up. He wouldn’t risk Sarael's safety just to mark her. Sarael smiled and returned to her meal. If anything, I hope reading through the book can take her mind off her stress regarding her family. With our meals eaten, we moved to the living room to read. Sarael already had the book from Shea and another old book out waiting for me on the sofa. “So, what is the other book?” I asked, nodding to it. “Oh, that’s one of mine. It’s the book I used for bindin

Three days later, I think I’ve only not smiled a handful of times, and those were when someone mentioned the subject of Isis. Finding out that under the new moon, Sarael and I can not only complete the mate bond but that she had a chance as a ranked mate to get a wolf, it was beyond my wildest dreams. Irving has been abuzz with energy. I think he might be more hyper than that time Hana ate an entire double chocolate espresso cake Mrs. Carmicheal baked for Jonathan’s sixteenth birthday. I’m glad he’s excited. I am, too, of course. But I also know the book said rare and only had one ranked wolf/human mate bond to base on. It isn’t a guarantee she will develop a wolf spirit of her own and be able to shift. ‘I do not care!’ Irving growled. ‘I just don’t want you getting too excited for something that might not happen.’ I sighed. ‘I get it might not happen. I like to think positively! And if it doesn’t happen,

I’d been worried when Sarael moved forward, even more, when I could smell her blood. But the results were terrific. I didn’t know people could do such things. I know magic is out there, but I didn’t know it could do things like that. ‘Our mate is fucking amazing.’ Irving nodded proudly.  I wasn’t going to argue because I was in one hundred percent agreement. Based on the look on my brother’s face, he was impressed too. I’m glad she’s proving herself to be a worthy Beta. It also reminds me I need to tell him our plans for the new moon and how they may result in her having a wolf. We can discuss that later. We have to deal with Sakina at the moment. And, of course, the infuriating woman was not making anything better with how she was talking. She’s lucky to be still breathing. My brother does not like the word ‘runt’ and has choked people out for using it.

I laughed against his lips. John had become more forward and at least open about what he wanted. Though it still takes me a little by surprise when sex is initiated by him rather than Irving or me. I swear all those years of celibacy had the opposite effect than it would most men. Most men would be begging for sex day and night, trying to turn any moment into a chance to get laid once they’d finally broken their celibacy. But not John. No, John is still reserved. The man can spend a whole two-hour movie on the sofa with me and not make a move beyond cuddling me. I had to entice him the other night by intentionally wiggling, so my ass pressed against him. Thankfully Irving got the hint and knocked sense into John. That’s when I realized if I want intimacy, I can’t wait for him to initiate as my exes would. With John, either I initia