Kazimir's eyes didn't look playful at all. He stood there, his hands on his waist, his lips set into a thin line, looking like a teacher ready to scold a student. "You want me out of our bed?" "Oh, somebody has keen ears..." Kallum said. "Hmmm..." he hummed as he scooted to the headboard and leaned his body on the piled pillows, his expression unreadable. I chewed on my inner cheek and found a retort to make his shackles rise just as he annoyed me for ditching us at dinner. Part of me wanted to stir his emotions. "I see," I replied, my voice carrying a hint of sarcasm. "I thought the study room was more cozy without me." My response immediately made his eyes narrow, but I didn't regret the words that left my lips. They were meant to provoke him, and I could see it was working, but the emotion was gone fast, his eyes softened. "I needed some time to clear my head, but it wasn't about sleeping tonight without you. I never want to be without you." I felt like melting as his words we

Kazimir was now kissing the plane of my neck, biting, nipping, and each time I would gasp as Kallum would tug on the restraint. Each tug echoed through my body, sending delicious sensations I didn't know possible. This was new to me. Completely new. I was confused but I allowed myself to be fully present in the moment, receptive to every sensation and every movement. The bite of the rope when tugged created a ripple effect, stirring the currents of pleasure within me. "This is what's gonna happen, Mate," Kazimir gently caressed my face, his dark eyes held mine in absolute dominance. "You will be a bit suspended in the air enough for you to ride my brother's cock while I take your ass." Heat rushed through me at his words. I felt hot everywhere. "We'll use the cuff on your feet which are connected to another rope to a post. It won't hurt that much. Just tell us when it's uncomfortable." "Why do we have to do this?" I asked. I just did. I felt like I had to know. We could have just do

"Tell me what you know about the missing people," I asked Riabhel. Roan, Tanner, and Kazimir were in Roan's office, discussing the matter. Khatya, Riabhel, and I were in a tea house a good distance away from the packhouse. Riabhel called it a tea house but didn't actually look like it. The interior was adorned with assorted decorations, brownish or old colors, and a medley of cushions scattered around low tables. There were four windows facing the forest. Almost everything had a touch of wood and the color of the wood. I liked the place. It was like a sanctuary for those seeking ease, conversation, or simply a moment of peace. As we settled, a pack member served us the teas. Her warm smile made me feel welcome, and soon we were left to our own space. She let go of a sigh, "Tanner's been discreet about it. He doesn't want me in it." I rolled my eyes. Why did men always think we didn't have to know? "The exact reasons behind these abductions are still unknown, well, to us, but I

ANISHAI couldn't stop it. The unease rippled through me when I met the man in the eye. I felt his pain, and I felt as though invisible threads of energy were weaving through the air around him, and that he was losing his life. I held his hands, then I saw the light, a light that reminded me of the raw power of nature, the surge of energy during a thunderstorm in the air before a storm broke free. It was almost sentient. My eyes widened watching in astonishment as a faint, formless light started to glow from the man's wounds. The wounds that were once deep and bleeding began to heal before my eyes as if the light itself was winding back their damage. The healing process was swift, leaving me speechless. As the last of the wounds closed shut, the light gradually faded, showing the man's skin's natural color. The man looked up at me, his eyes filled with gratitude but in the midst of it, I sensed his fear. I released his hands, my own hands trembling slightly from what had just hap

"What do you mean you can't let them know?" I got off the bed to the other side where I could face him full face. Even though I couldn't sense serious danger around him, something was telling me not to trust the man completely. He sighed heavily, his gaze fixed on the floor. "They won't agree with my plan. Your mates will protect you no matter what, and working with them will be complicated.""How did you know I have mates?" I asked him, wondering how come he knew I had more than one mate. "You have two marks of Alphas on your neck. I've heard of CreekPine's Twin Alphas around the circles. You must be their mate.""Yes, it's me. What's your name?""James," his eyes darted to the window when a faint sound was heard. He walked over to the window and peered outside cautiously. "I don't have much time."He turned back to me, his expression grave. "You have to come with me." He held out his hand, urging me to trust him. The urgency in his eyes and the weight of the situation were confus