Walking along the modern, lantern-covered stone pathway towards the supposed little mountain cottage, Lily gaped at the beautiful scenery. With all the solar lanterns, little moonshine, and the smell of fresh mint and lilac. She was hell sure it was not worth such high drama. Because, being in the fucking mountains, she expected to dwell in an old rat-infested cabin where she would be attacked by some maniac with a bloody chainsaw and a fleshy mask, yet looking at the five-star garden-like landscape, it felt too surreal. It was like she was in another world. "Mr. Gosling, are you sure that is your cottage? And we are not trespassing on this mountain?" She asked, with obvious wonder. Rhye halted and raised his brow. "Of course, why did you ask?" "Well, it's quite strange. I thought this was a secluded mountain... or forest... or whatever you rich dudes called it, but I have seen too many beautiful cabins in the area, and a fucking ancient castle? Wow! It felt like a little community

Two days later. Alpha Rhye had very specific plans for the evening after another council meeting. First up, late dinner in bed with a luscious, golden-haired human who tasted like strawberries and champagne and boasted skills that could make a wolf howl like a damned werewolf. Even without a full moon. Next on the agenda was a round of sparring with the latest batch of demons that had arrived in the mountain territory. In recent years, he had enacted a law requiring all newly created werewolves to spend at least the first decade of their lives being trained at his pack. And since Rhye was in charge of the demon issues as well as the council’s best warrior, it meant it was his duty to oversee the new pack member’s fighting lessons. And if there was time left before dawn, he intended to meet with the soldiers who had recently returned from their hunt in the western territory. Rumours of the demons' return had spread throughout the supernatural communities. He had sent out nightly pa

Lily yawned and extended her arms and legs as she took in her surroundings outside Rhye's Cottage. It had been hours since her alleged husband had not returned, and it was late afternoon now. Not that she was complaining; in fact, she preferred it this way because she couldn't bear him babysitting her like she was a mundane and vulnerable child. During their two days here, the man-made no mention of returning to the city, which Lily appreciated because she had grown to adore the lovely mountain, its garden, and its people. She also made some new friends from the neighboring cabin and the camping area two miles away. She smiled at a passing young woman with a basket of fruits in her hand as she disappeared into the gorgeous backdrop of gardens and lawns spread across the large mansion of Rhye's elders on her left; and yes, she'd met one of her husband's elders yesterday, a beautiful, gigantic old man who looked like a former wrestler. To say Lily was startled was an understatement; pra

Not that Lily would spread her legs, even if this was just a random encounter, she sternly told herself. Okay, it happened once, and what did it get her? A billionaire hottie of a husband, of course, she was not complaining. After all, he was hot enough to make her bones melt, and the scent of raw male power was making her head dizzy, but...Stop it, you idiot. This wasn’t a man. He was a lethal playboy who could drain her dry in a heartbeat. She thought to herself."Why the hell did you scare me like that?" she snapped.The frozen blue eyes narrowed, his nose flaring as if catching the scent of her stupid awareness, which was ridiculous. wasn’t it?"Are you serious? You are the one who went looking for trouble.""How did you know that?""Because, Leo, the boy in the small inn near the clearing called me here, that some crazy woman was asking weird questions, sneaking into the camping ground, asking about perfume.""Um-well about that-""Yes, Lily, tell me about it. For starters, this

When Rhye was engulfed in Lily's velvety, wet heat, it was only then that he realized the breadth and depth of his needs. As he rolled his hips into her, she groaned and sighed and screamed some more. As he drove her into the height of her release, her hands roamed his back, and her fingernails slid down the valley of his spine. She scored him as she drew closer to the top of her release.He reflected on how she exudes beauty; magical, celestial beauty with the sultry power of a goddess. She had always been, but one could see that she had just acquired some strength, and by mating her, this time, with her mind clear from alcohol, Rhye realized that this woman was not just an ordinary human. She was somewhat unique, so different that her blood was as ancient as the earth itself. There was a power within her that had been formed in the fire of everything that she had been through over the previous days. Lily was no longer the naive and funny woman, but rather a strong mate, fit to be hi