Genevieve POV The days flew by as I trained with the fae warriors in the morning & Crysanthi in the afternoons. We spent most evenings after dinner drinking fae wine & giggling like school girls. I learned quite a bit about not just the fae, but other supernaturals from Crysanthi & Azak. I spent my mornings & my nights linking with Rayan, though our evening chats were usually longer than the morning ones. He was incredibly bored waiting on me to come back, but I was enjoying myself. Sure I missed him, but there was so much for me to learn here. Gia was enjoying her freedom as well. The first time I let her loose to run, the shift was quite painful & slower than it had previously been. She said we both just needed to get used to it again. Crysanthi & Azak were right there next to me though, watching carefully with eyes full of worry. Once I had fully shifted into the beautiful white wolf with silver markings, she stretched & shook out her fur before taking off running. I

Genevieve POV After training Ray took me to do some shopping so I could get gifts for my family. He was still a little shook up from my ability to take him down so easily, but after we talked about it he seemed fine. We put up the tree with my family that evening, & my sister & Zaio came over to help. It was nice doing family things with my real family, but I still missed Daniel- well, Joseph. He was the only family I had had my entire life. Having his sisters around helped ease the pain a bit though. Ray & I attempted to make his apple crumble once more, & when Jennifer realized what we were doing, she grabbed the ground cloves from the spice cabinet & tossed them to us. Ray caught it & looked at her questioningly & she just smiled. "It's missing something, right?" She smiled at us knowingly. We both laughed & she told us to add just a pinch to the crumble. Turns out, she was right. The crumble came out just like he used to make it. We had it for desert af

Rayan POV As we made it to the border gate I ducked behind a tree to shift back. Luckily this pack had been here longer than I'd been alive, so most of the trees had holes in them with stashes of clothes. I put on a pair of jogging shorts & walked over to the gate where Donahue stood. I'm sure he had attempted to command his way through the gate, but Gavin was the Alpha of this pack, & Donahue's commands couldn't override his. Councilman Donahue was a proud & arrogant man. This was made apparent by the way he stood tall with his chest poked out as if he was better than everyone around him. He stood around 6'4" with dark hair & eyes. He also had that stupid mustache that I hated. I never understood why he kept it, it made him look stupid as it sat upon the hardened feature of his face. Nothing about him was pleasant, not even his fake smile. He appeared shocked to see me at first, though he recovered his stone cold gaze quickly. He didn't know I was here, which meant

Genevieve POV I woke up tangled around Rayan, stuck between the covers & his muscular arm that was draped over me. One of his legs was in-between mine, with its weight pressing on me, while his large, thick morning wood pressed roughly into my pelvis. The sun was rising, beginning its assault on the curtains that attempted to block it out. I tried to stretch as best I could without waking him, but ofcourse I failed. "Happy Birthday my Queen." He mumbled into my neck before kissing & nipping at my marking spot. Moist heat began to pool between my legs as he did, even though I tried my best to ignore the throbbing need I felt at my core. He chuckled into the crease of my neck as he felt my juices begin to coat his thigh that was pressed against my crease. "Mmm, my Queen demands a release I see. Well then, I'm sure I can accommodate her request." He whispered as he began kissing down my neck. His fingers found my sweet spot as kissed, while his other han

Rayan POV I woke up reaching out for my mate, but she wasn't in bed. Damn, how'd she manage to get out of bed without me noticing? Come to think of it, I don't even remember falling asleep last night. I remember the sex, fuck the sex was amazing. The constant loop of bliss as her tight pussy squeezed around me was indescribable. She begged me to mark her through those sexy moans & whimpers so I did. Remembering the events of the night has me reaching up & touching my neck. Sure enough, there's a raised mark on it, her mark. I smiled knowing our bond was complete. But still, I have really no knowledge of what happened once I laid down next her. I remember telling her that the sex was amazing, but she didn't answer. I said her name once, maybe twice? Nothing after that though. But, we're bonded now so I can feel for her. I reach into the bond but I feel nothing, luckily I can hear her footsteps walking towards the door that connects the bathroom to the bedroom. She hadn't gon