"I need more," I muttered without inhibitions. I might have sounded demanding, but my body was burning. I heard them chuckle, sounding so carefree and playful. My senses heightened, mightily aware of every detail of them whenever they were around me, and like a magnet, they pulled me in. An insatiable hunger within me wanted to be satisfied, but I had no idea how. "Easy mate," Kallum warned but growled when I freed and seized his erection in my hand while my other hand reached for Kazimir's restrained desire, which he willingly pressed against my hand. A bead of sweat trickled down my spine, despite the coolness the aircon provided. I was feeling so hot, that if not quenched, I'd die mad and cold. "Who wants my mouth?" I asked boldly, running my eager tongue over my lip. I could almost taste the thrill coursing through me, an intoxicating blend of anticipation and shrill excitement. I crave more than just having them in my mouth. I wanted penetration, deep and hard. "Bed, now," K

"We're leaving!" My mom snapped, marching to where I stood, then grabbed my hand, pulling me. The urgency in her movements was evident. I could feel the tension in her grip. "Mom, what are you doing?" I looked at her, my forehead creasing. I sought my mates' eyes and they looked murderous. A man I hadn't seen before was holding Kazimir while another woman I hadn't seen before also was stopping Kallum by the waist, almost like hugging him, murmuring something to him. Tanner and Roan looked cautious as though if things would go wrong, they were ready to help. My father was standing before them, looking as angry as twins looked. What was happening?Breathing heavily, my mom finally released her grip on my hand, her expression was in between worried and upset. "Listen, forget all about this, Honey. Say, you haven't met them, okay? Let's go home." She said, her voice filled with urgency. "We need to go."Confusion settled above my brows. None of her words made sense. She had always be

"I failed to protect you." My mom sobbed in her hands. My heart ached as I saw the burden eating heavily upon my parents. Their love for me had driven their every action, their every decision just to protect me. But I needed them to see the Frohardts were good people. "You didn't, Mom," I said softly, gently reaching out to touch her trembling shoulder, offering what comfort I could. "You and Dad did everything you could to keep me safe, and I am grateful for that. Just like them, they sought to protect me. They were good people." I hugged her. "I want to understand everything and navigate this new life, and I want you to be with me on this journey. You're still my parents." I looked at my father, his gaze softened to hear my words, his love, and concern clear in his eyes. "You've done your part. You did not fail my mother. You've kept your promise, but it's time to face the truth. If we want to have a normal life and a peaceful one, we need to face the threat and break the cycle o

"Dad!"Without conscious thought, I stepped forward, placing myself between my father and the twins, my hands raised in a gesture of both defense and plea. "Dad, please, put the gun down," I pleaded, my voice trembling with fear and apprehension."They're keeping their hands off you until things get sorted out," he growled, his voice laced with spleen. My father's expression was hardened, his eyes fixed on the twins with distrust. His grip on the rifle tightened, his stance unwavering. "You can't even leave my daughter alone for a day and come here crawling in the night." He spat the words. "Dad, please, it's not what you think.""Famous words!" he snapped, his eyes looking at the pillows I was hugging. "No. No. They're not sleeping here with you." His gaze shifted between me and the twins. "Dad just put the gun down. You might accidentally trigger it." I said nervously. Torn between his protective instincts and the trust he had in me, his grip on the rifle loosened, and he lowere

A silent scream left my mouth, and the emotions coursing through me overwhelmed my senses. It was the thrill of being found, but it wasn't the last part of the chase yet. They wanted me to run. My mates mirrored my thrill. Their expressions were shining with an intensity that matched my own.Kazimir spoke, taking off his shirt, eyes never leaving mine. "It's not the culmination of this chase, Mate. Come down here and you run." My eyes watched the glistening of sweat on his body, then I shifted to Kallum and, he too, was naked, his tattoo winking at me. My mouth suddenly parched. They should call me to get down to be attacked and pounded, not to run again. Oh, my thoughts and my body; they were betraying me. Without a word, I climbed down. Their breathing was loud in my ears, mixing with the sounds of nocturnal creatures. They looked like they wanted to close the distance between us, encircled me, and pull me into a tight embrace, but they just stood there with clenched fists, eyes