FiftyMason Crescent I was still trapped in my memories. Mostly, I kept on seeing me and Mia in France. I hadn’t fucked her that summer. But I had devoured her in every way that I could possibly. She didn’t even spend her time in her room anymore. She spent her nights with me. In the morning, I would wake her up by fucking her fucking her cunt. Mia would wake up gasping, and crying out my name. It was my favorite sound. She came, and when she was done, she lay there panting. “You fucking asshole.” I grinned. “You enjoyed that.” “I did, and you stopped. That’s what makes you a fucking asshole.” She blushed as she looked at me. “I don’t understand why you won’t just fuck me.” I pinned her to the bed. “I won’t fuck you because if I fuck you, I’ll never let you go. I want you to still be able to run if you need to.” Mia shook her head. “I don’t understand what invisible forces you think you are protecting

Fifty-two:Mason Crescent I remembered Vegas. A wedding chapel, a lust potion put into bottles of champagne. And my first, real night with Mia. The night that we made Harper. I carried her into one of the hotels honeymoons suits bridal style. I put her on the bed. I trailed kisses down her arms, down her neck, on her chest. I took her dress off as she ripped my clothes off too. All we could think about was each other. We needed to touch one another. To taste one another. To consume each other. It had been a long time coming, and she was mine. All mine. “Mia,” I told her, “I’m not going to fuck you without a condom.” She shivered. “…. I’m not on birth control. I haven’t needed to…what if…” “If I get you pregnant Mia, you’re going to be mine. I’m going to be the father of your child. No one else. Besides, we’re married now.” She smiled. “You’re not going to change your mind in

Fifty-four: Mason Crescent Someone was calling my name. At first, I thought it was Mia’s voice. But it sounded younger somehow. Harper. Her name rang through my head. My daughter was somewhere. I could feel it…then…then… There was blinding sun, water was being poured on my face, and I saw the outline of a small figure. “Daddy,” she said, “Daddy, wake up.” I looked up. I wasn’t in my wolf-form. I was back in my own body. There was also…the smell of death that filled my nostrils. I pushed myself up. I was in clothes, but I didn’t know how they’d gotten on me. I glanced to the side. Sullivan Carina’s dead body was next to me, shredded into pieces. I looked at Harper. “Harper,” I said, “what…. what happened?” “He tried taking me from Aunt Rachel,” Harper said, “and my wolf…my wolf didn’t like that.” I stared at her. “Were you the one that tore him to shreds?” Harper nodded. “He was trying to hurt yo

Fifty-six: Mason Conner Barrett, Oliver, Cole, and Cal had no problem watching Harper. This was the first chance they’d really gotten to be around their niece. There was planning that needed to be done…we had to find Rachel, and figure out a course of attack for Valentina when the time came. But we’d been through hell. We deserved a rest. And a proper fucking. Me and Mia, anyhow. I took her up to my room. “It’s been a long time since I stayed here,” I told her. “When was the last time?” “The night that I decided to leave to California,” I said, “I knew you were going there, I knew I needed to be close to you to make sure you were okay…everyone was fucking pissed at me.” “Well, they thought you were giving up being the Alpha. Which you can’t really do unless someone fights you for it I guess? Or you inherit it?” Mia made a face. “Some of the werewolf rules are totally insane. You kno

Fifty-eight: Mason Crescent “Let me get this straight,” said Oliver Hartwell, “you and Mia had a one-night stand in Las Vegas and got drunkenly married because of a love potion?” I grimaced. I was glad Mia was the Alpha of her pack. If Oliver had been, he might have kicked my ass. I wasn’t certain that he still wouldn’t. “You can blame Cole and Cam for that one.” He glared at my brothers. Cole had Harper on his lap, and was playing patty-cake with her. Somehow, my beta brother and my daughter had become attached at the hip in the short time they were together. I wasn’t sure how, but I didn’t mind it. Harper was going to be an Alpha just like her mother. She was going to need all of the powerful wolves to help her that she could get. Watching them, I had no doubt Cole would protect her with his life if it came down to it and that filled me with pride. Cam was enamored with her too and kept on playing peek-a-boo with her from over Cole