It feels like a completely fresh start. It sounds cheesy but this is my chance to get everything right. Waking up with Kate in my bed for example, just as it should have been months ago. It isn’t one of those awful dreams where I imagine her there, only to touch her bare shoulder and wake up with a thump. She’s here, perfectly messy, rumpled, maybe even snoring a little bit.I nuzzle my nose into the back of her and plant soft kisses along the nape of her neck, down her spine. Mate. Alba is still reeling, though the pieces are all connected and the bond already secured. My mark tingles, healed but now a sensitive spot of skin, in between two twisting tattooed ropes. Under my fingers the small raised edges where her mouth took my flesh hums with sensation. I wonder what Kate feels like as I slowly guide my fingers up and over her shoulder towards her collarbone. With the brightness of morning filtering in I can see the room is a mess. Her blue dress is scattered on the floor, trous

In the end it was an easy decision to jump in that sports car. I felt like crap, my stomach was still killing and the idea of heading to lectures and seeing Felix, Matt, Cherry and all those others who must despise me was too much.Why not start again. There is no reason to think the world starts and ends with Fyrestone. I don’t have to like Austin, I’m not leaving Fyrestone for love. I’m leaving my dumpster fire of a life and starting again.I almost bottled it this morning. Watching the sun come up on the top of the accommodation block, it was beautiful, calm and fresh. I had my arms wrapped around my legs, only the sound of birdsong. The black rock that contains Berlarot was next to me, quivering with energy. Maybe if I had never got involved with the demon, if I was just a girl who had made up some shit and got caught out I could endure this storm. This anchor around my neck, Berlarot, his weight and guilt is pulling me downhill with him. The water will rush over my face and drow

With Raya pushing me furiously I somehow found the strength to speak. “Please can you hold me, I don’t want you to look at me when I tell you,” and although his jaw clenched in worry he let me nuzzle into his chest. Inhaling that deep bonfire scent I told him everything. How he had the silver knife to my throat, how my fear had turned him on so much he wrapped my hand around his cock to jerk him off. Like a teenager with a wet dream it was still in his trousers, but still I felt disgusted with myself. In halting, forced sentences I described as much as I could. “He…finally lost it when his knife shot up too high and actually cut me. Then he licked up my chest where the blood trickled and…Dex I’m so sorry.” His huge arms were already around my body. This was the kind of comforting softness he’d given me so tenderly when he plucked me out of the rain. I hadn’t wanted to be that girl again. I didn’t cry as I told him but everything came in gulps and stumbles. Having to admit just how s

Etherly can get stuffed, I’m staying in bed. All the suggesting and hinting in the world isn’t making me leave this silken pit. I’m in agony. Coupled with what feels like the worst period pain I’ve ever had, I’m also getting beaten up by the Fyrestone packs rejection. It didn’t happen until late last night. I’d spent the whole day expecting it to hit. When it did come, in the middle of the night, waking me up as I bent double under the silken sheets it felt like an insult. As if Alpha Fyrestone had woken up for a piss in the night and finally remembered to excommunicate me. Bastard. It meant I was in long silken silver pyjamas when the double doors to my suite flew open. Etherly had grassed me up the little bitch. Alpha Austin stormed into the room closely followed by Zaw. His mossy eyes glared at me, his grey henchman suit as perfectly bland as his personality. “What the fuck is this Roxie?” Austin snapped looking down at my sweating face. “Alpha I’m not messing around, the pac

“Dex!” Her shrill, panicked voice ripped through my conversation with Madeline and Frank. I was out of my chair and fighting my way through the fucking mindless warren of little corridors and pantries to get to the outside. “Here!” the deep voice of Olaf cried. My fear was that she had been kidnapped. That somehow Austin had discovered her and sent his psychopathic Beta to take her. Instead I stumble outside onto the wooden decking to see Kate smiling. “What’s going on?” Standing behind Kate, his face largely obscured by the shadows was a man. Olaf lifted a lantern high and his face was revealed. Platinum blonde hair, a new scruffy beard and piercing blue eyes. Glenn. By this time Alpha Frank and Luna Madeline scuffled their way out onto the porch, obviously not in as great a hurry as me to find the cause of my mate’s cry. Rhett stood next to me as we both went forward together. “Glenn!” I cried, as he raised a hand as if warning us to keep our distance. “What’s going on?” I h