All Chapters of Betrayed and Bonded: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Vanessa’s reaction to my proposal was nothing less than what I expected, but the reaction she gave me to the sleeping arrangements was downright comical. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping for air, but no words came out. “You have an objection to the sleeping arrangements, Vanessa? You want to limit the amount of time we have, so I have to maximize my opportunities to win you over,” I smirked. I seriously considered kissing her soundly to throw her off balance completely, but I fear that would likely backfire at this stage. Perhaps after I break through her defences, I will get to sample those cherry lips. “Seriously? I just can’t with you, Ezra. Fine, whatever, have it your way. You better keep to your side of the bed, though, no funny business,” she fumed. Breaking through Vanessa’s defences will undoubtedly be the most delightful challenge I have faced in many years.“My beautiful wolf, the entire bed is mine, and I assure you that if there were ‘business’ as you call

I can’t believe I agreed to a shopping trip with a stranger and one meant to be my mortal enemy, no less. I should despise everything about Ezra, but the crazy thing is, I like him. I don’t understand the whole thing about paladins and their significance, or why it is so crucial for him to make Lena his. I was a little surprised when he offered to take me shopping so soon, given our conversation. I didn’t agree to give him much more than I needed to plan my escape. His willingness to take me outside of the house, around other people, made me think that I may find an opportunity to escape earlier without the help of my wolf. Or at least it was a thought until I was presented with a pair of stilettos as my footwear. I can’t hardly walk in the damn things, never mind trying to run in them. When Ezra led me to the garage, there were several vehicles and motorcycles in the rather ample space. I’m a little ashamed to admit that I was hoping that we would be taking the sleek, black Mustang

Vanessa suffered through five more episodes this evening. Under other circumstances, I might find his stamina admirable, but this is no cause for admiration. Instead, I would rather find the bastard that is causing her pain and kill him with my bare hands, if I could. During the last episode, Vanessa’s tiny body shook violently as her keening wail tortured my long-dead heart. At the height of the pain, she begged me to end her life, for that alone, I want to make Tyler suffer. It made me grateful that humans didn’t suffer similarly when cheated on. However, it might have saved me some pain in the long run. When it appeared that her torment was over for the evening, I stripped down to my boxers and gently peeled the sweat-soaked clothes from her body. My beautiful wolf was too exhausted to even protest my seeing her naked body. Even in exhaustion, she is exquisitely beautiful. If my goal hadn’t been to take care of Vanessa, I would have been tempted to worship every inch of her. Inst

I knew that damn wolf was going to be a problem. Apparently, I am the only one who received confirmation of problem status when we figured out that she is a werewolf, not just a wolf. Do my brothers need a bright, flashing, neon sign with an arrow pointing? PROBLEM with a capital P that is precisely what she is. There’s a reason why we are mortal enemies. Their objection to feeding from humans is just the tip of the iceberg. Their Alphas are arrogant assholes who think they are better than everyone else. Then there is that whole mate bond thing, where they believe that some goddess knows who the best person to spend the rest of your life with. It’s ludicrous to know someone all of your life and then, all of a sudden, turn 18 and be desperately in love with them. BULLSHIT! Could you imagine if you were the unlucky wolf mated to the wimp or the ugliest person in the pack? Hard pass! Now Ezra has gone and caught feelings for the girl, and Mateo thinks we should play Ezra’s wingmen so h

“You said you might have something suitable, you didn’t say you had a gym,” I commented.“It might not meet your standards. You can be the judge of that when you see it. Is there anything you need before we go there?” Ezra asked, leading me down a hallway I hadn’t seen before.“I don’t think so. I don’t require much. I usually train in leggings and a sports bra, but I will keep my shirt on,” I replied, walking with my hand in his. He tugged my hand up to his lips, tenderly kissing the spot where our hands were joined. “Consider this your home. I want you to be comfortable in every way. If you’re more comfortable without your shirt, then don’t wear it on my account. No one here will object to you showing a little extra skin,” he smirked, grasping the handle of the door we stopped in front of.Damned if the twinkle in his eyes didn't send delicious tingles down my spine. I hope there’s a heavy bag on the other side of that door. I’m gonna need something to relieve my tension on.I’m no