HycinthThe feeling of being in his arms overwhelmed me, shocked my senses, rattled my brain and made a funny flicker of excitement run up and down my spine, right into my core.I hated it. I hated what he did to me, what the bond did to me. Because I hated him.And the feeling of his obvious desire, stiff and hard and shockingly bigger than I wanted to consider, pressing against my belly, was enough to make my Wolf wantonly moan. Her thoughts were clear. Want him. Want our mate. She was ready to go belly up or ass-up or whatever position he might want us in. All of them were good to her.She'd been slowly dying, suffocating, without the love and family of a pack. She needed no coaxing. She was happy to let him lead. She flourished and came alive under his dominance.I, on the other hand, hated him.I tried to remind her that it was his fault we had no family and pack. He'd destroyed our mother and father...with his bare hands. And he'd demolished everything else until there was nothi

Damn that bastard! And damn the Moon for this damn bond! Dammit! None of this would be happening if fate hadn't somehow decided this Alpha with violent tendencies and a short fuse, was supposed to be my mate. I wouldn't be feeling so hot under the collar right about now. And images of writhing naked beneath his perfect and sculpted body, while he thrust again and again, wouldn't be saturating my mind. I shivered.Leander licked his lips like he planned to make a meal out of me when we were done chatting, and continued, "However, a Claiming Ceremony between an Alpha and his rightful Luna is different."My sweating increased. How much more graphic was he going to get? To my utter horror, the answer to that question was a shitload more. And he was so lovely and considerate to describe the events in first-person. Of course, he couldn't recount the details as though speaking about any old Alpha and Luna. Oh, no, the Alpha who positively oozed sexuality in front of me, had to keep using wor

You're Fucking Killing MeHycinthI didn't understand him. Not one bit.One minute, he seemed calm, and the next minute he was ready to emasculate Luca! I shivered at the memory-the devastating and cruel look in his eyes that told me he would do it. But then, he turned around and said he hated to see me on my knees? And never wanted to see the strength he loved inside of me diminish? How was I supposed to take that, let alone respond to it?I shook my head. I had no answers, but the thing I did know unequivocally was he'd murdered my family, in cold blood. He'd taken the two most precious people to me and ripped them out of my life. He was insane to think I'd ever want to be with him. Bond or no bond, it didn't matter. But if he wanted to negotiate, I'd negotiate. I said stiffly, "I want you to let me go."All softness disappeared from his expression, but he didn't argue the point. He simply stepped away. Without another word, he turned and walked toward the stairs.The Beta nudged me

He continued," Do you really have it in you? Have you ever killed someone? Have you felt the life bleed out of them under your hands?"A cold shiver ran up and down my spine.He was scary as fuck when he wanted to be.His tone turned into a disappointed sneer, "And now, you want to do it cowardly, while another Wolf sleeps? I haven't known you long, but I never took you for a coward."Shame flowed through me.I wasn't a coward. I knew the rules of engagement. If I was going to win, I didn't want to do it by sneaking up on my enemy. I wanted to do it because I had the strength to back up my challenge. I pressed my lips together, refusing to speak.He took my silence as my answer. "That's what I thought. Now get comfortable. You must be tired." He turned away and pulled his T-shirt over his head.For a moment, everything in my mind went blank as I stared at his physique and the tattoos running across his back!I sucked in a sharp breath, which must have caught his attention because he g

Her mouth twisted. I could see the gears of her mind churning. "Okay, do you have a pen and a piece of paper?"What the hell was she up to now?I sat forward in my chair. "Why?""Simple. So I can write all of their names down. I doubt I'll be able to recall such a long list off of the top of my head." It was her turn to smirk and smirk she did.I studied her, looking for any hint of humor she may be joking or bluffing. Her expression didn't crack as she looked at me expectantly. Okay, she was serious. Fan-fucking-tastic.I stood and walked to my desk, opening the top drawer, pulling out a pad of paper and pen. I turned around to find her holding out her hand eagerly.This was going to be bad. I just knew it in my gut.This conversation was going to get us nowhere, or more likely, it was going to push us back even farther than we already were, which was saying something. I closed the distance between us, depositing the items in her waiting palm and then resumed sitting in the chair. I