All Chapters of Awakening The Sliver Wolf : Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

DARIUS POV THREE YEARS LATER "Jasper, come back here right this instant!" Ravenna yelled, her hands on her hips.Jasper giggled and ran towards me, his arms raised. I picked him up with a laugh and looked over at Ravenna."Bring him here," she commanded."No, daddy! Don't!" Jasper shouted as I carried him towards his mother, fighting against me with his little hands."Sorry, buddy," I said as I handed him to Ravenna. "Your mother is scary when she's angry." Said mother rolled her eyes and carried Jasper back into the bathroom where she was trying to bathe him before he all but ran out naked. Something nudged my leg and I looked down. A smile spread across my face as I picked up my little girl. "Morning, angel," I said softly as I pressed a kiss on her forehead."Jasper is making trouble again, isn't he?" Juniper asked, rubbing her sleepy eyes.Unlike her twin, Juniper was a late raiser, calm where Jasper was restless, silent where Jasper was loud. Yan and yang, these two. "Yeah,

“Hi,” Mia said to Dalian, a little shy, avoiding his eyes. She looked up at him before she looked down, her short hair curtaining her face. He wanted to lean down and tuck the hair away. He loved her eyes. How so blue they were, and so bright, so filled with life. She chewed her bottom lip, glancing up at him again. And he realized he had been staring like a damn idiot without saying anything. “Hello, Mia,” he said softly. “You look beautiful.” And how true those words were. She wore a short gown with a flower print, with sandals that made her seem a little taller than she was. She blushed, her cheeks going red. “Thank you.” He cleared his throat, gesturing towards the packhouse. “Let's go join the others.” She nodded and he walked beside her, his hands in his pockets. He kept them there cause he might fall into the urge to hold her hand. Things have been pretty… intense between them, to say the least. She avoided him, and whenever he was close to her, she was tense, she

Their lips crashed together with the kind of desperation that didn't ask for permission. It just took. Dalian’s arms tightened around her waist as he pulled her flush against him, their chests pressed against each other. His tongue teased the seam of her lips, coaxing her to part them for him. She did; she parted her lips and his tongue slipped in like he owned the place, sweeping through her mouth, tasting her, claiming her. Dalian kissed her harder, deeper. He still couldn't believe she was here, saying those things, wanting him. He was such a damn fool. How could he not have known? He had thought those times she was tense and awkward was her rejecting what they did. But no, she just wanted him as bad as he wanted her. He walked her backward until her back hit the wall, his hands roaming, touching every bit of skin he could reach. She shivered against him, pressing herself harder against him, her hands deep in his hair. He broke the kiss so they could breathe, then kissed her t

The kiss wasn't rough; it was slow, soft, and delicate, with only heat. Dalian kissed her like he was learning the language of her lips, like he was studying every inch of her mouth with his tongue, like he wanted them both to mesmerize it, like this wasn't about just lust anymore but every aching, torturing second they'd lost. Her hands slipped up his jacket and into his shirt, touching his bare smooth skin, up his back, fingers digging into his shoulders. He shivered against her, groaning into her mouth, and backed her up until her back was pressed against a tree, the bark rough against the fabric of her clothes. “I thought about you for three years,” he said against her lips. “And none of those thoughts were pure.”Mia grinned against his mouth. “Good.”He growled low in his throat, kissing her harder. His hand found the hem of her shirt, sliding under to feel the warmth of her skin. She arched her back, sighing his name. “I thought about how soft you felt,” he whispered as he b

“Can you–” Mia sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose with her free hand. She didn't want to let go of Dalian’s hand. It felt like an… anchor. Even when members of the pack passed them and looked down on their joined hands, whispering behind their hands. If anything, she held his hand tighter. They could talk all they wanted, she didn't care. Pff, she cared. Goddamn it, she cared. She cares about what they think about her, how they see her. Because it hurts. Because they were supposed to be her family, but they're foes. She had done nothing except be a child of her father. And that was all they needed. Since she was a child of a betrayer, she was also a betrayer. But she wasn't. She loved this pack, even though they didn't love her back. And she wanted them to accept her. But she had stopped trying to gain their approval years ago. They hate her. Even when Darius had defended her all those years ago. She could still remember that day. He had just become alpha, and he was also fig