JaylaI pace up and down in my room, checking my phone every minute, raking my mind for any sort of mindlink that will give me information about what is happening at the pack border.As Jessica told me, there was a rogue attack at the border late at night and the patrol team informed the Alpha to send more men so that we could defend ourselves.It must be a serious attack because minor attacks- when there are just a couple of rogues- are handled by the border patrol itself. They don't require any involvment of the Alpha or pack warriors.A cold wind blows inside the room through the window and I shiver because of the cold. I hug myself tight and proceed to close the window. My wolf inside me is restless. I can feel her. My breath leaves a foggy appearance on the window pane and I furrow my brows. It's abnormally cold for a summer night.It's been two hours since the attack happened and now it's around 3:50 in the morning. Still, there is no information whatsoever about their well bein

JaylaAa Tyler buries his face in my neck, he seems to be using my scent to calm his wolf down. It's common in our werewolf community. Your mate's scent is everything to you. I can smell Tyler's scent too. My senses aren't too developed yet, but since we are this close, I can smell him. It's very manly. He scents like spices and something I can't quite place. But it's addictive. Very addictive, even.I find myself closing my eyes and wrapping my arms around him too, but before I can do more, the door of my room swings open and Tyler is suddenly in front of me.He hides me behind him and growls loudly, just like he did a few minutes ago. What's with him and this new found overprotectiveness of his?"Why are you hiding Jay from me, Tyler?" a familiar voice says.I gasp. It's Shane. I know his voice too well. I place a hand on Tyler's shoulder, trying to ask him to move but he doesn't budge."Tyler, I need to talk to Shane," I tell him.He just growls. "No!"I sigh. "Tyler, I didn't ask

JaylaAs soon as those words leave my throat, confirming what Shane already suspected, his face pales and a shocked expression comes over his face.I kind of feel bad for hiding it from him, but it didn't really have a choice."I... he.. oh my God...why... I mean, how... ..oh wait..." he tries to say something to me but he is sputtering too much that nothing he said makes sense to me at all.Keeping a hand on his shoulder, I ask him to calm down and he looks at me earnestly. Finally he regains his voice and he speaks. "That explains the way he acts around you," he says, frowning."Yeah," I mutter, picking on the grass with my fingers."Why hasn't he marked you yet?" he asks me and I bite my lip, not really wanting to answer that.What do I tell him? That my mate practically pushed me off him on the first day we met, spread bad rumors about me, told me to stay away from him and ignored me when I tried to go near him?It sounds horrible and pathetic and I don't want him to pity me. But

JaylaI bite my lip and fidget with my black purse as I wait, sitting on my bed."Jess, should I go downstairs?" l ask her.She quickly shakes her head. "No. He said he will pick you up from the door," she says.I sigh. See the struggles I am having with going on a date with someone living in the same house as I am. I speak. "I think I should go out to the hall and not make it complicated. But what if he thinks l am extra?"Jessica looks at me with challenging eyes and raises a brow, "Think? Girl, you are extra."I throw her a blank stare and chuck a pillow toward her. "Shut up," I say.She chuckles and winks at me before going back to her phone."What are you doing?" I ask her, narrowing my eyes at her phone.She looks at me through her lashes before looking down and mumbling, "Oh, nothing."Her cheeks are tinged pink and my eyes widen. "Jessica Drew is blushing?" I cry out, gasping in shock."Shut up!" she says, and her cheeks turn darker, almost close to turning red.Of course, Jes

JaylaSparks fly as soon as my lips meet his soft ones. He has the most perfect lips ever. Not too big, and not too small either. They are the right size, they are just perfect. They are a little rough which produces a delicious friction between our lips as they move together, and in sync with each other.At first when I kiss him, he freezes in shock, as though he was not expecting me to do this. After some torturously long seconds though, he recovers from the shock and a soft moan escapes his lips as they start moving with mine.He places a hand on my face and cups my jaw. Then he tilts my face, and angles our lips perfectly so that they can move freely.A sigh leaves my lips as his licks the seam of my bottom lip, licking and tugging on it. I use my lips to catch his bottom lip between them and pull slightly, making him moan.Bringing my face closer -if it is even possible- he slips his tongue into my mouth and I moan when his taste floods the whole of my mouth. He tastes so sweet,