I feel like I’m experiencing deja vu from when Nyx was first taken. Here Nathan is again, refusing to leave the coven library as he tries to find a way to get Nyx back again. When Freya came back and told Nathan that she had seen Nyx on the Astral Plane, it was like he had been hit by a brick. His face was ashen and he sank to his knees right there in the ceremony room. But when Freya told him that he would still have to kill Nyx and that Nyx had enabled her Freya and Nathan to have a pup…it damn near broke him. It watched my pup, a strong, stubborn, brave male, curl into himself and break down in sobs that were so heartrending that everyone around us felt his pain. I think that Nathan had pushed away all thoughts of Nyx out of necessity. He knew that the next time that he saw her, he’d have to kill her. So, he allowed himself to be caught up in Freya. Nothing that I wouldn’t expect, given what’s been going on between them. And I think that he truly cares about Freya and wa

I didn’t spend the night with Hermes, Alex, and JoJo that night, no matter how much I wanted to. JoJo had told me that I wasn’t ready. She said that I needed to be prepared to mark everyone of my mates and when she asked me about that…I hesitated. Believe me, I’ve been beating myself up about it ever since. Why did I hesitate? Fuck if I know. Honestly, I think it’s because I know Alex and JoJo really well, but I don’t really know Hermes. And it’s hard to let yourself to be mated to someone that you don’t really know for the rest of your life. Ok, don’t get on my case. I know that lots of wolves do it. But the thing is, my other mates, both Alex and JoJo…well, I’ve known them all my life. Alex is my adoptive brother and JoJo has been a friend since we were in diapers. I’ve gotten over my issues about mating Hermes, I swear I have. And I want him. I just wasn’t ready. My mates seem to understand, though. They’ve been great about making sure that we spend tons of ti

I love feeling you back inside my mind, I mindlink to Jacob. I’ve missed this. I’ve missed you. He pulls me onto his chest, kissing me deeply. As his tongue makes lazy circles in my mouth, suckling at my tongue, his voice comes through my mind. I’ve missed you just as much, baby. I love you. I love you, too, I tell him through the mindlink. “Fuck, you two are so sexy together,” Hermes says and I can tell by the tone of his voice that he’s drowning in desire. That he wants us just as much as we want him. I can’t help but chuckle as I pull away from Jacob’s mouth. “I think that our mates want to play,” I tell him. Jacob lifts his eyes to look at them from over his head. “I don’t mind being their plaything at all,” Fuck! I’m instantly wet from that comment and all three males sniff the air, knowing exactly how aroused I am. Two pairs of dark brown eyes and a pair of hazel eyes turn to me, their irises completely covering every bit of white. It’s one of the few times

The trip to Roman’s pack should have taken about a day and a half, but it took about three and half because of the frequent stops that we had to take for Ryder’s wolf. To say things have been tense would be like saying that Amelia Earhart got a little lost on her last solo flight. I mean, the kid found us fucking and started jerking off to it. I get it, he’s almost 14 and he’s seeing two naked she-wolves go at it. I’d be more concerned if he wasn’t jerking off.Ok, not concerned, he could be gay. Maybe insulted would be the right word.Which is really fucking weird, because he’s a teenager. I literally have to shake myself every time that my thoughts start to go that way. But it’s like those intrusive thoughts that people with ADHD get, it just pops up out of nowhere and there’s not a whole lot that you can do about it.Amelia has tried multiple times to talk about it, but Jacob freaks out, starts to shift and we’ve had to let him out of the car to go run it off. The good t

“Your Majesty, King Lucifer has sent these to please you,” one of the demons says, bringing in a necklace of large rubies, a dress made of sheer gauzy black silk, pure white calfskin slippers, a pearl as large as my fist, and a tiara made of black obsidian and diamonds and blood red garnets and rubies. I try not to roll my eyes in front of the servant. I can’t have anyone but Persephone know how much I absolutely hate Lucifer. He’s been pampering me with expensive and rare items ever since he found out that I was pregnant days ago. I’m dressed head to toe in silks and precious gems. All of my clothes are see-through or nearly that way so that he can ‘see my belly grow heavy with his child.’ Fucker. He’s also sending me all kinds of foods that are supposed to help with the growth of the baby. Some of it is based on actual science, some on old folklore and wives’ tales. If I see another fish eyeball or goat brain, I’ll kill something. Preferably my ‘mate.’ “Thank you. J