Byron’s POVI knew it would be wrong to smirk and employed my best poker face.“No, because you’re bound to get things wrong again. Hopefully on purpose, just like the bratty sub you are. And if you’re not, I’m going to train you up to be one. Because that’s what I like and I think you will, too.”“Is it because I’m stubborn? Ricky always says that.”I closed my eyes.“Please tell me he wasn’t a part of it in any way.”“What? Goddess, no.”“I prefer to say you’re mine to shape,” I said. She seemed to like the sound of that. “Drink that water.”I was pleased to see she didn’t hesitate. It made me proud.So, most of my burning questions had been answered. I had still to discover if we were compatible sexually. There was no rush. I told her that, adding that I could always summon one of the Omegas to satisfy me.Liz surprised me considerably by objecting strongly.“I would hate knowing you were with someone else now that I know we’re fated mates. They say it’s painful.”“Does this mean y

Byron’s POVI stared at my Beta letting him know I wasn’t exactly pleased to be disturbed. Not now. Not when I was about to indulge myself even further.“This had better be good,” I growled, hoping he wouldn’t notice the bulge in my pants.“There’s a delegation here from Moon Tides.”I narrowed my eyes. “If this is some kind of joke … ”“Well, an Epsilon and one of the Omega females.”There was a thud as Liz’s head struck the underside of my desk.“Send them up,” I said, waving him away.Lucas could take a hint, though he smirked when he saw the yellow dress abandoned on the carpet and couldn’t resist a snarky comment.“Shouldn’t their acting Luna be present for this?”“I’ll see to that. Go.”She emerged when I indicated the coast was clear and quickly covered up.“Do I look okay?”I couldn’t resist. “Pretty flushed, otherwise fine.”Liz was wearing full make-up today and I had learned to my surprise it was one of her interests. She hadn’t overdone it, either, still looking natural ye

Byron’s POVHer shocked gasp meant she’d taken me literally.We saw no-one on our way to the library, which was unusual. It was probably a sign that the Moon Goddess approved. Did this mean pups were on the horizon? I’d always told myself I wasn’t ready. With someone like her, it would be an added bonus.“That’s a relief. I thought you meant … ”Her voice tailed off.“Quite the little exhibitionist, are we?”“Hardly,” she panted, looking at me as if she wanted to eat me up.So I’d done the right thing. Gregor was a canny old wolf.‘I heard that!’‘It was meant as a compliment.’I pointed to the door. “Locked or unlocked?”She hesitated. “Unlocked.”“Closed or ajar?”“Closed.”I wasn’t going to push it. Someone could still catch us at it, though a partly open door was akin to an invitation. Many a tryst had taken place in here, with my permission. Though only I could take a woman into the playroom.Using the hidden lever, I watched the bookcase move, revealing the second door.“I take

Liz’s POV It was quite a relief that Byron’s sister now knew the truth about us. As far as the rest of his pack was concerned my position was somewhere between that of a hostage and a mistress. There was an added complication in that those originally from Moon Tides still saw me as their acting Luna. I was continuing to advise the Alpha as to who should make the transition here or remain in my former home. When I learned he was sending Philip to oversee them for the next few months I rested a little easier in our bed. The big man was unmated as yet but the Moon Goddess can deliver a fated mate at any point in a werewolf’s life and his mom hadn’t given up hope of that for him. Hard to believe he was only twenty-nine. He’d seemed to be about forty to me. I hadn’t seen much of Gavin since that night. He was a regular patroller of the pack’s borders and it suited him, a loner who wasn’t looking for love. There are exceptions to every rule. Ned, on the other hand, I saw almost every da

Byron’s POVAlpha Joe cleared his throat. “Let’s cut to the chase, Bryon.”“Byron,” I corrected, pleasantly, raising my glass.“Alpha, you have some prime grazing land, and we will pay top dollar to use it.”“Go on,” I said, taking a sip of pinot gris.“Do you have the infrastructure to accommodate us?” the billionaire asked.“It can be arranged. I take it you’re partners in this?”Beneath the table, Liz tugged at my pants. She was shaking her head. What didn’t I know?“Not exactly. I have a different, more universal request,” Max announced.“Yes, well, we’ll come to that, Maxie.”“Now, Joe!”They didn’t hit it off. Divide and conquer. I wished I’d done my research but, as ever, so much was happening to distract me.This was going to be a minefield if I wasn’t careful. I didn’t want to get on the wrong side of either of them.The beef arrived then. Probably a bad choice since they were bound to make a comparison with their own prime stock. Except that was Joe’s baby.“Let me get this