All Chapters of Claimed by the Wildwoods Pack: Her Triad Fate : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Dayne leaned into her kiss, running his hand through her soft hair spread across the pillow.After several minutes, he raised his head.“But you’re good with it? And you feel okay?”“I’m good, and I feel okay. I’m starting to think the sickness was more because of what Uncle Glynn drugged me with than because of the baby.”“Sick?” He frowned, examining her face. She didn’t look sick. Maybe a touch paler than usual, but not sick.He was completely unprepared for her grin.“It’s very nice of you to pretend you didn’t smell at least four layers of sick when you found me, and I love you for it.”Dayne stilled. And then she stilled.“Did I just hear you say the L-word?” he murmured, fighting a grin.She shook her head.“You must be hearing things. As if such a thing would pass these lips.”He dropped his eyes to her lips and pressed closer.“And what lips they are,” he murmured before lowering his head to kiss her again.Then, when she wound her legs around his hips and moaned into his mou

Dayne's POV The only thing Dayne cared about was putting Abel down.Nothing else mattered.His wolf was in agreement as Dayne darted through the Dawley National Forest after the wolf who’d not only terrified Savannah, but who’d made Talis’ life hell.Not only that, but the wolf had invaded his territory, not once, but several times, and had even entered his home, which was… unacceptable.There was only one thing for it. He had to die.Although his focus was on chasing down the wolf who was leading him through the forest and toward the Merrick lands, Dayne wasn’t so far gone that he wasn’t aware Abel may well be leading him into a trap.For Abel to appear near their rental and wait until Dayne had caught sight of him before leading him away was suspicious beyond belief.Which meant Abel had tracked the route he and the others had taken through the National Forest on their way to rescue Talis.Dayne hadn’t been trying to hide his movements since he’d always intended on returning to dea

Dayne's POV Dayne struggled to understand why he was in his human shape when he distinctly remembered being a wolf.Nor could he figure out why he was lying on top of the most uncomfortable rug in his life with fibers that made him itch like crazy. Then he caught Talis’ scent, though it wasn’t how she smelled now. No, this was the way she’d smelled before she’d been pregnant.His nose twitched as he picked up other scents, stew that his nose told him was a few days old, his sweat, and Talis’ fear among others.But that wasn’t what had him struggling to his feet with a low growl. It was Glynn Merrick’s scent. And it was recent.Like in the same room kind of recent.Although the world spun around him, Dayne got his feet under him. Leaning against the wall beside an open wooden door was Glynn Merrick, with a rifle in hand and his eyes widening in surprise.Dayne didn’t say a word. There was nothing to say. He charged.With a speed Dayne wasn’t expecting, Glynn raised the rifle, but when

His mother had always told him one of his qualities as a leader was being able to think about obstacles and figure out strategic moves to get what he wanted. Whether it was with his pack or life in general, he knew everything was about strategy.So what if she did not shift? He no longer cared about that. It had taken spending time with her, without knowing it was her, for them to realize she was who they had been missing. The woman they had been missing. His pack members were not stupid. They wouldn't question him unless they felt her being in the Triad would somehow mess with the pack.Besides, he’d fight every single one of them for her. It was obvious to him and the animal within there was just her. He needed to figure out how to make her see it.His phone buzzed. Marcos. He could pick up the phone and lie to his friend but he refused to do that. So he rejected the call until he was ready to admit to his friend how much he and Blake wanted Dani. Until he was ready to tell him how

Dani shivered in her pretty red flats. The black and red polka-dot dress had been a bargain find and she loved wearing it because it made her feel pretty and feminine. She’d even curled her hair for Kane. Not just curled with a hot iron, but spent hours straightening the frizzy hair and then curling it to make big bouncy curls. If he knew the times she’d burned herself with that thing, he’d think she was nuts for sure.She left her car near his cabin and made it to the front door without tripping over her own two feet. Whenever she was nervous, she tended to get really clumsy. Marcos loved making fun of that but she would just smack him upside the head and call him a jerk.She knocked softly, knowing he’d probably heard her arrive with his super shifter hearing anyway.Not a minute later, Kane opened the door and she forgot how to breathe. He’d dressed up. For her. It was like something out of a movie. He’d put on a nice perfectly pressed black dress shirt and slacks. Gone were his we