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SCARLETT“Blake,” I knocked his door softly, “Open up, please,” I pleaded with him.Last night, Blake and Logan had returned much earlier than we’d expected. I’d jumped for joy as I hurried downstairs to welcome them, but my smile dimmed when I saw the disgruntled look on Blake’s face as well as the blank expression on Logan’s.As you’d expect, I tried to find out why they were wearing long faces, but Blake just squeezed my shoulder and walked past me before making a beeline for his room.I wanted to go after him, but Logan advised me to give him some space to grieve like a man before telling me all about how the ambush went south. To my understanding, Blake felt ashamed that they’d drawn up an elaborate plan and gathered their best soldiers and war trucks only to find out that the hideout had been vacated by the Shahatos.Frankly, I understood why he felt bad. It was mostly from a place of guilt, one that circled around his inability to avenge his people when he’d once been a traitor

SCARLETTLogan fucked my mouth with reckless abandon.Every harsh stroke was punctuated with a moan as I made his length sloppier in my mouth. Blake and Alex seemed to be insanely turned on by watching me have my mouth filled and plowed and I could tell from the growing scents of their arousals.“That’s…” Logan threw his head back, letting out a growl, “fuck!”I swirled my tongue around his tip before sucking on it and making him let out a feral growl before holding my neck and pounding into my mouth until he filled it with his hot release. When he pulled back, I was licking my lips and grinning, exhilarated by the experience.“Who’s next?” I lowered my eyelids seductively and parted my lips slowly as Blake and Alex’s stance perked up excitedly at the question.Logan stepped aside and Alex immediately replaced him, yanking his pants off and blessing me with the sight of his monster cock.“Me, sweetheart,” he answered as he pushed his length down my throat and bit his lower lip in a wa

LOGANI’d never wanted to wipe out a generation of werewolves like I wanted to do with the Shahatos.My mind was raging with all the countless ways I could rain hell on them as I carried Scarlett into Hyacinth’s house. She’d been unconscious and writhing for the past ten minutes and I was worried out of my mind wondering what they’d done to her.From now henceforth, no packages would be allowed into the company without a sorcerer’s screening and vetting.“Here, lay her down,” Hyacinth pointed me to a vacant bed in her living room as she walked down the stairs with a steaming jar that was no doubt filled with a mixture of potions.I’d called her on the way so she would be ready with a possible solution before examining Scarlett. I’d also placed calls through to Blake and Alex because I knew Scarlett would appreciate it if they were here once she woke up.A few weeks ago, I wouldn’t have understood that need of hers and my wolf would’ve been eaten alive with jealousy and rage. But after

SCARLETTAfter the heated sexual encounter my first training session had ended in, it had suddenly become something I looked forward to.In fact, I and the guys had been attending gym sessions every morning before work to build my stamina and I loved the insanely hot sight of them covered in sweat while bare chested. It was all the motivation I needed to keep training and I realized that it made it easier for me to power through having sex with all three of them.But I wanted much more than relentless fucking with them, I wanted real bonding experiences that would further cement our relationship.“We should all have dinner together sometime,” I said, tipping the bottle of wine into my glass at the dining table.All three men looked away from their plates and at me, confusion clear in how they all scrunched their noses and corked their brows.“We’re having dinner together right now, we’ve been doing that since we moved back in here,” Logan pointed out the obvious and his brothers nodde

SCARLETTBlake had been whining for approximately ten minutes now.Why? Because Alex and I had just broken the news about him officially being my mate the next morning at breakfast and he was being a typical last born about it. I found it really funny and so did Logan, but Alex didn’t share that opinion because he and Blake were evil twins in another dimension and lived off bickering.“So the moon goddess is being picky? She’s handing out mate bonds based on age differences? I find that pretty weird and unfair,” Blake picked at his croissant and threw the crumb at Alex while Logan and I stifled laughter.“Get over yourself, weirdo. It’s not some competition where it matters whose bond comes first or last, either way, we all know that the seer wasn’t lying,” Alex defended seriously, managing to catch the crumb before it hit him and throwing it back at Blake.Easily, Blake caught the crumb and threw it back.“Oh please, we all know you’d be just as dramatic if I developed the bond befor