NOVAI thought I was prepared for any kind of outcome. I was prepared that Felix might behave differently, that he would suffer from anxiety, or that he would behave more like a beast than a human. Now I realized that I hadn't been prepared for one thing: his indifference. How foolish of me.I should be overjoyed. He was alive! So why did I feel that there was something missing? I told myself that I shouldn't be greedy. He needed time to adjust and retrieve memories. Perhaps, in time, everything would come back to the way it used to be. I hoped that once he remembered our relationship, everything would change. I just needed to wait...I couldn't help but stare at him from the moment he returned. The fact that he looked even more mouthwatering than I remembered wasn't helping at all. I felt as if his muscles became more defined, his features sharper, and his gaze more irresistible. But there was also something I had never felt in his presence. I sensed danger, and I didn't mean the bad

NOVAI was sitting on Felix's bed and staring at him blankly. Had he just said that he regained his memories? He remembered us! I wrapped my arms around him, embracing his sweat-drenched body."That's amazing!" I cried and laughed at the same time. I tightened my embrace, and his arms wrapped around me as well. I wanted to melt. I couldn't believe that I had him back—the whole of him! I started kissing his shoulders, his neck, his chin... Then I leaned back, facing his dangerous gaze. The final restraint had broken.He fisted the hair at the back of my head and claimed my lips. The passion ignited my wild side, and I matched the ferocious way he kissed me. Our licks became lush, deeper, stronger. His hands wandered up and down my back, and I could feel his claws cutting my shirt, and I could see the hunger in his eyes. Goddess! I missed him so much! I couldn't wait any longer. Shivers of pleasure ran through me wave after wave, making me wet and feverish at the same time. When he brok

NOVAWe were sitting in her Luna's office, drinking coffee. The nannies were taking care of the babies, and she didn't hide how happy she was to relax in my company. The problem was, she was the relaxed one while I kept getting more tense..."I thought that you'd be happier," Aria stated once she carefully scanned my expression."I am happy," I argued.She looked at me narrow-eyed. "You're not screaming with joy."A let out a sound of frustration and repeated, "I am happy.""I remembered how you looked when you when on your cloud number nine. Right now, you are walking on the ground—not flying." She crossed her arms over her chest and leaned back in her chair.She was killing me! Couldn't she just pretend she didn't see it?! I took a gulp from my coffee cup, trying to find the right words. "I keep telling myself that I expect too much and that I would die to be in a situation like I am now just a month ago, but now…"Aria gave me an urging stare. "Just say it."I lowered my eyes. "He.

FELIXAn hour later, we were in Nova's old mansion, both too exhausted to do anything aside from sleep in one bed. It was an extremely long day, and I had a feeling that the days to come wouldn't be any easier than this one. Even so, I told Nova to keep the clothes Aria had prepared for her. I certainly couldn't wait to rip one of those sexy nightgowns off her. I'd do it... after we cleaned up this freaking mess.The next morning, I decided to visit my uncle dearest. I bet the news of my return to the land of the living had already reached his ears, yet he chose to ignore his only family. So typical of him. He had never liked me, or should I say despised me, for some inexplicable reason. He hated his sister for giving birth to me as well. That sole fact had always made me curious to know who my father was, but somehow it remained the family's taboo. I had always thought that he didn't like me because he didn’t have children of his own, anyone who would become his heir. His mate was in

FELIX One hour earlier I sat on the wooden porch and stared at the letter. It was supposed to be from my father—the one I had never met and the one who might have spent all those years living peacefully while knowing about my existence. Oh, sweet irony. I actually had to die to hear from him. A mix of extreme emotions flooded me. I wasn't sure if I wanted to treat this letter like something precious or tear it apart. I used to imagine the moment I met my father, but as the years went by, I realized that there were two possibilities: he could be either dead or turn out to be the piece of shit who abandoned his child. Of course, there was a slight chance that he wasn't aware of my existence, but I would say that the probability of that happening was rather low. From the letter, I learned that the one who claimed to be my father was the Crimson Mountain Pack's Alpha, and Alphas didn't just walk around, casually spreading their seed all over their territory and beyond. Well, OK, they d