All Chapters of Twisted Fate Series: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

What. The. Fuck.Danielle weakly turned her head to look at the vampire seated across the room. He was still naked, and his cock stood proudly as if they hadn't just spent hours in bed. He looked furious.She could understand that. Every time they’d come, it hadn’t been enough. They’d become desperate for more, no matter how explosive it had been. She’d ridden Marcus as if her life depended on it. Even her heat only a few nights before had been nothing compared to this. Still, why was he looking at her as if it were her fault? She didn't know why she wanted him so much, either!His jaw was set, his eyes were blazing, and his hands had a death grip on the arms of the chair. “I'm leaving,” he growled.He'd been growling a lot—like a wolf, not a vampire.“Okay,” she whispered.“You need to stay here.”As if. She was getting as far away from him as possible the moment she got a chance, even if Kira didn't like that idea. Being close to him was messing her up; she needed space to think.

This woman was a damn clusterfuck of emotions!Marcus should never have given in to his instincts because he’d made things worse. Being so close to her amplified everything—her scent, her emotions, his own, all swirling together until he could barely think straight. It was enough to drive him insane. He was a fucking warrior. He'd led the League into battle, cut down enemies without blinking, and faced ancient beasts without a flicker of fear. But this? This emotional storm? It scared the shit out of him. One moment he was angry, the next euphoric, then suddenly aching with sadness. The worst part? It wasn’t even his. He felt everything Danielle felt, as though her heart had been stitched to his.The drive to headquarters had taken three times longer than it should have. He’d had to dodge patrols and avoid the area around the hotel, where the Elders might have caught a whiff of her. Her scent blocker sure as shit wasn’t working. Her scent was up his nostrils, and clung to him like a

"Something's wrong."Dani didn’t have the strength to turn her head. She barely had enough to blow the hair out of her eyes. They’d ended up in the kitchen, and she was sprawled across the breakfast bar, naked and dazed. Plastic cutlery from her abandoned takeaway dug hard into her spine. It had made her bleed—she could smell her blood mixed with the smell of sex and sweat. But that still hadn’t stopped the burning in her veins. "Very wrong," she agreed. "I have to leave."Her chest constricted the moment she said it. The words felt like a betrayal. How had she formed such an attachment to a vampire?"You think leaving would stop this?" Marcus asked softly. "Yes."She had to believe it would. When Marcus left earlier, the ache had been unbearable. Like part of her was being torn away. Maybe putting a bigger distance between them would kill whatever this was. And maybe that would bring Kira back, too.A bond. With a vampire. Her father would kill her if he ever found out. "I think

Marcus bowed his head respectfully as one of the Elders walked past. He kept his heartbeat steady, forcing his mind to stay focused on what was going on around him instead of drifting to Dani. It was the only way to keep the sweating and shivers at bay. In this room full of thousands of combined years of power, a simple, quickening heartbeat, even with the music playing, would earn him some unwanted attention. League members were stationed at all the exits and scattered around the hotel, as they would be for the next few weeks. He had intentionally missed their last meeting, but he’d sent his orders clearly. He’d stayed away from Dani since throwing Aidan over his bedroom balcony—the fool had laughed all the way down and blinked out before hitting anything at the bottom. He’d had countless showers since, not only to soothe the ache of restraining himself but to try to scrub Dani’s scent from his skin. Any one of these Elders could scent a wolf from a mile away, never mind if her sce

When Aidan didn’t explain any further, Dani rolled her eyes. Cryptic warnings were her least favourite thing, especially from a man she barely knew. “Staying put is not even an option,” she snorted, looking back at the scenery.“Haven’t you been feeling weird lately?”She looked at him again. He was still casually watching the view outside as he sipped his drink, as if they weren’t talking about impending doom.“Are you one of those people who like to drop little crumbs and watch people scramble for them?” she asked, her irritation spiking. “Tell me what you want to tell me, or shut the hell up. I have enough to worry about right now.”“Sorry, Alpha.”She froze. The word hit her like a bullet. Though rare, female wolves with pure Alpha blood were not called Alphas, even if they were the strongest in the pack. That title was reserved for the males—males who supposedly led better. Even if she were Luna and, by rights, meant to lead beside her mate, that would never happen with Alpha Eth