I Got You - Coastal Wolves Series のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

As Alpha Raphael Donovan, known as Rafe to his closest friends, sat in his office overlooking the sprawling grounds of his mansion, a sense of restlessness gnawed at him. Papers lay scattered across his desk, detailing the various affairs of his pack and Rafe tried to focus on them as he ran his fingers through his thick jet black hair. But he couldn't shake the feeling that something was different today. His wolf paced restlessly within him, urging him to seek out the source of their unease. Rafe stood from his desk and stretched to his full height of almost seven feet, his cold silver eyes, scanning the mountain of paperwork. As the leader of the Nightclaw Pack, one of the three largest packs in the area and a member of the Coastal Wolves Alliance, he bore the weight of responsibility on his broad shoulders, ensuring the safety and prosperity of his people amidst the ever-shifting tides of the supernatural world. The Nightclaw Pack’s territory encompassed almost the entire island

Delia spotted Marcus leaning against the sleek black SUV, engrossed in his phone. As she approached, he straightened up, giving her a curt nod of acknowledgment. "Good morning," he greeted in a low rumble before opening the door for her. Delia couldn't help but notice the contrast in size between herself and the men of this island; Marcus, though tall and well built, still seemed smaller compared to Rafe's commanding stature. She chuckled inwardly, feeling like a garden gnome amidst these towering giants. As Delia settled into the passenger seat, she studied Marcus’ profile. His buzz cut and tattoos peeking from under his shirt gave him a dangerous vibe but he had kind brown eyes, which contrasted against his appearance. Breaking into her chain of thoughts Marcus asked, “Where to, Ms. Scott?" His voice gruff but respectful. "You may call me Delia, Marcus," she replied, prompting a grunt of approval from him. Delia requested they head to a phone store, and they set off down the wi

As the winding road stretched out before them, Rafe’s knuckles whitened against the firm grip of the steering wheel. Each curve, each twist, seemed to mirror the tension coiled within him. Ethan, seated beside him, mirrored his unease, his gaze flitting between the passing scenery and Rafe’s rigid profile. Ping! Rafe’s phone chimed with an incoming message, breaking the heavy silence. “Check that,” Rafe instructed, his voice tight. Ethan glanced at the screen, his eyes scanning the message quickly. “It’s Marcus. He found her. She was at a cafe.” A collective sigh filled the air and Rafe’s foot eased off the accelerator, the car slowing down as they drew nearer to town. Once they reached their destination, Rafe parked the Defender and both him and Ethan set about locating Delia and Marcus. “There,” Ethan pointed ahead, his voice strained with anticipation. “I see them.” Rafe’s gaze followed Ethan’s outstretched finger, locking onto the figures of Marcus and Delia. With a nod o

As Rafe’s lips met Delia’s, time seemed to stand still. The sensation of his touch was electric, eliciting an unbidden moan from deep within her. She could feel the warmth of his breadth mingling with hers, creating an intimate connection that ignited her body on fire. She thought he smelled like the ocean after a storm, a fresh and invigorating sent that stirred something deep within her soul. Rafe deepened the kiss, melding his lips with hers, relishing in the taste and scent of his mate - fresh mountain snow, crisp and clean, with a hint of something sweet and alluring underneath. Their lips moved together in perfect harmony and he explored every contour of her mouth, leaving her breathless and yearning for more. Rafe's hands slowly trailed down Delia's back, drawing her closer, while Delia's fingers tangled in Rafe's thick dark hair, tugging lightly. They lost themselves in the heat of their passion, their bodies entwined, the world fading away until there was only the

As they made their way back to the to villa, with Aria behind the wheel, the scenery blurred past them. Delia's thoughts were consumed by Rafe once again. After his abrupt departure last night, she wanted to avoid the awkwardness of meeting him for as long as she could. Why did she let him affect her like that! She sighed involuntarily. Aria’s BMW drove past a used car shop and Delia sat up straight, her green eyes lighting up. "Aria, pull over!" she exclaimed, unable to contain her excitement. Aria glanced at her new friend, a mixture of surprise and amusement crossing her features. "Are you serious?" she asked, her tone laced with incredulity. Delia nodded eagerly, “Yes, let's go buy me a car!" she exclaimed, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. Aria hesitated for a moment, knowing very well the trouble they would face with Rafe. But as she looked at Delia, her resolve solidified. If anyone could challenge her brother's authority, it was Delia, and Aria was ready to support