When we stepped out of the elevator, I’d been excited to leave and spend time with Persephone far from the office. But, of course, that was impeded by Shikoba. The other staff that saw her snag me by the collar probably assumed I was in trouble for something. While no one in the building but Shikoba and now Persephone knows who I am, they all know that Shikoba is the eyes and ears of the mysterious Silvercloud. “Want to tell me what’s going on with the intern?” Shikoba signed as she narrowed her eyes at me. “Not really.” I shrugged and signed back to keep our conversation private. Usually, if she is dealing with someone, it’s done through a text-to-speech device I designed for her. I’m working on a side project at the moment, which, if Shikoba is down, would involve an implant in her brain that would instead take her thoughts, and the computer would speak them, eliminating her from even having to type. It will be groundbreaking once I get it perfected. “Right, because you randomly

I felt terrible for Hana. Honestly, I do, but at the same time, she knows I’m not her mate, and I can’t and won’t fault Persephone for what she did. Show me a werewolf who would shrug off someone throwing themselves at their mate, especially their unmarked mate, and I’ll show you that you’re really on a movie set, and it’s just make-believe. No werewolf would be chill about that. Mila was bad enough trying to touch and flirt with me. But she didn’t push the limit of Persephone’s patience by trying to kiss me. Even if I knew Hana would kiss my cheek, Persephone didn’t. I’m glad Logan and Aurelia didn’t get angry at Persephone. Not that I’d have expected Aurelia to, she was the first person to put Hana in her place. Plus, she’s had to put horny bitches in their place when it comes to Logan. She understands all too well that you can’t let others try to force themselves between you and your mate. And while it’s a hard lesson, it’s one Hana needs to learn. So I might have left Persephone

Typically, I’m a distracted eater. So no one thinks twice about me sitting down, loading my plate, and digging in without much conversation. They always chalk it up to my brain going a mile a minute, and I’m probably eager to get back to my lab. And they would be right. But tonight is different. I still want to get to my lab, though not to work. Today I’m in a hurry to fuck or at least fool around with my mate. “Is everything okay?” Delilah asked. “Was there some urgent pack business?” She cocked her head, blinking innocent green eyes at me like she hadn’t just cock blocked me a few moments ago. “It’s fine, Delilah. It’s being handled.” Persephone answered her sister. Mikali arched his eyebrow from his seat at the table. I doubt it escaped his attention that Delilah’s question was directed at me, but Persephone answered instead. Annai was giving me a similar look while still managing to stuff her face. I won’t call her out on how much she’s got on her plate. She’s pregnant, and if I

So typically, when someone thinks of the personality traits of us four ranked wolves, we each have our own vibe. Logan is the grump who’s easy to piss off. John is the polite level headed one. Charles is the rational, logical one. And I’m the laid-back one who will laugh off situations. That whole protective growling thing I did to Azriel was out of character. Yet nothing is more out of my usual vibe than Jaci taking more control and ripping the clothes off Persephone. Even before I could shift, it always felt like I had Jaci riding shotgun in my head, and after I shifted, he remained as my shotgun. I know it’s not how most human/wolf spirits work, but it’s how we are. So for him to take more control caught me off-guard. I get it. Jaci is as affected by the mate bond as I am. I just figured we had more self-control than that. Apparently, Persephone rubbing her hand over my dick as she offered to take them off was the straw that broke the camel’s back or the wolf’s patience. Not th

HOLY SHIT! Many things have blown my mind in my life. Usually, it has been some new discovery I’ve made. But nothing, and I mean NOTHING, has blown my mind like sex with Persephone Fayte. I was so caught up in the moment that I forgot a condom. Though saying I forgot a condom implies I have condoms. I’ve never required them. I bought a few boxes of condoms once. I bought multiple boxes of different sizes, types, and brands for an experiment when I was fourteen. Luna Elizabeth, unfortunately, came across my experiment and had a total meltdown over a minor having condoms. She called it improper and scolded Logan for ‘raising a heathen.’ She didn’t care that I was running scientific experiments. Logan rolled his eyes and said she should be happy I was learning about safe sex. He also pointed out that I was in college getting my master’s degree, so the fact that I was doing such a lowbrow experiment showed that even if I’m a genius, I’m still a kid. Logan was big on the idea that kids s