Cillian Kayleigh is back. My beautiful mate is finally here. She’s sleeping, peacefully, on her bed. I’m annoyed that she isn’t in my bedroom but with the wolf blood council staying in the opposite wing of the manor while my dad and the beta want to keep this charade between Kinsley and I, I didn’t argue with Kayleigh when she told me that she’d be in her room waiting for me, not in mine. I wish I was here to welcome her back when she arrived. But as always, I’m tied with daily pack duties, taking care of everyone around me except my woman. Such is the life of an alpha heir. As I stare at her beautiful face, I can’t ignore the weight that’s pressing in my heart. I have no plans to keep Kinsley’s pregnancy from Kayleigh. But I have yet to confirm the truth of said pregnancy. Kinsley have been slathering herself with whatever oils and herbs she can get her hands on to mask the scent of her pregnancy hormones. I’m pretty sure those crap she’s using double up as barricade that’s wh

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*** Hey lovelies! We're nearing the end of this book. Thank you for your comments, reviews, gems, love, and support. I'm excited to let you know that Book 2 is currently in the works! Thank you for joining me in this journey... Read on!***Cillian If there is a prime example of the term “cluster fuck” --- it’s this moment. Miss Bethany walks in on me holding Kayleigh with obvious intimacy between us. Kinsley steps in the lobby not hiding the fact that she came from my bedroom. Kayleigh glances at me with a puzzled gaze. “What is this ruckus all about?” Kinsley bounces her eyes between me and Kayleigh while she moves to Miss Bethany’s side. “Kayleigh… is that you? Oh, my! Look at how beautiful you’ve grown!” The seasoned wolf blood steps forward to reach out for my girl. “Why, yes. Fancy seeing you here, Miss Bethany! I didn’t know you’d be a part of the visiting wolf blood council.” Amid trying to put two and two together, Kinsley coming out of the wing to our bedrooms, Ka

Andrei “What the fuck is this?” The guy on top of my shit list comes rushing inside the bedroom and possessively stands by the bed, trying to shield Kayleigh from me. As if there’s anything he could do to keep me from her. “What’s in the syringe? Blood?” His loyal assistant trailing behind him. Kinsley has become Cillian’s glorified babysitter, reminding him what to do, keeping him in line, and making sure he is up to par with being the golden alpha heir that he is known for. “Cillian. Kayleigh needs Andrei’s blood.” Gisella moves in front of her lover as if to make sure that Cillian does not take the syringe filled with blood from his hands. A conflicted look smears across Cillian’s face. For once, he looks like he doesn’t know what to do. I’ve known my nemesis since we were kids. He was always prepared with a comeback, be it a sly move or a snarky comment, I’ve never caught him unsure of what to do. Well, until today. “Kayleigh… baby… are you okay?” He bends down to lev

Cillian Cillian, Kinsley, and Gunner (15 years old)Reagan (14 years old) “What the fuck happened to you, Kensington? You look like a starving vampire.” Kinsley’s cheeks are hollow and dark circles surround her eyes. Her long black hair curtains the sides of her face making her features appear more gothimal even without make-up. Gunner and I barge into the kitchen, hungry from the wolf run we just came from. I’m turning 16 soon and I can feel my wolf getting ready to surface. It’s still going to be a while, maybe even a year or two, but the signs are already present. I’m hungry all the time, I’m easily riled up, and I can’t get a certain girl out of my head. Praying to the Moon Goddess that she’s my fated mate that’s why she keeps a permanent residence in my mind. “Goodness, brother. Choose your words, please… This, it’s her dad. Again.” Reagan whisper-yells at me while she sets a bowl of soup and some toast and butter on the table for Kinsley. “Did he fucking bruise you, ag