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Wesley Now I wish so many of our pack hadn’t come. I know I’m not the only one—from the corner of my eye, I see their restless staring and hear their apprehensive muttering and whispering. A few of them even edge closer to the door, like they’re ready to leave. I want to tell them to go, that now is the time, that this could get much worse, but I’m sure that once I do, all hell would break loose.“This is all talk,” Dad growls. “And if you aren’t willing to meet in good faith, I would ask you to go. After your next defeat, you might regret passing up the opportunity to end things peacefully tonight.”“Her power will not be wasted on the likes of you,” she warns, evil laughter running beneath her words.To my surprise, Mom stands, staring them down. She’s unflinching, her shoulders thrown back, and her chin held high. “You say she is possessed with power,” Mom calls out. “But there is one brand of magic more powerful than any other.”“The magic that exists betwee

ZoeyConnor comes in, and the hall falls silent. I’ve seen him angry, furious, even murderous. That was nothing compared to the way he looks now, the way he carries himself like he’s ready to stomp on someone. “The trial is about to begin.”“This is no trial!” one of the witches shouts, and the others add their voices.“Silence!” Connor bellows.“Traitor!” another one shouts to Agnes, ignoring him. “How could you kill those of your kind?”“You are charged with crossing our borders under the pretense of peace negotiations when, in reality, you came here with only one purpose in mind: murder.” An angry growl rises up through the room. “Do you deny it?”None of them speak. Their angry glares speak volumes, though.“And your intention.” He frowns slightly, and I realize when so many pairs of eyes turn my way that this has to do with me. “To kidnap and murder my son’s chosen mate.”Me? What did I ever do? I’ve never met any of them. I don’t know them. And

Wesley Then, somehow, the pleasure doubles, triples when she parts her thighs, running her hands along the insides before cupping herself. Nothing in the world could pry my eyes away from the sight of her delving into her pussy, sliding up and down the length of her slit before focusing on the bundle of nerves protruding from beneath its hood.“Such a good little wolf, pleasing me like you do,” I grunt before thrusting deeper. “That’s right. Play with yourself. Play with yourself and imagine it’s me.”Her moans send vibrations running through my cock, my balls, and I’m in danger of losing myself again. Instead, I focus on her, the way she moves over her clit in tight circles with one finger while, with the other hand, she thrusts two fingers deep up her cunt. When she pulls back, I note the way her fingers glisten, and I can’t help it; I pull at her arm, raising her fingers to my lips and sucking them in time with my thrusts. She squeals and moans, her hips beginning to

ZoeyI wish Dad could understand that. I don’t want him starting trouble, showing up at the drop of a hat, and checking on me all the time. I don’t think Connor would like it much, and I know Wesley wouldn’t. I want everybody to get along. Is that so much to ask?It isn’t me that disturbs them. It’s the sound of singing.They stop, both of them turning their heads in the direction the sound came from, before running off. But they don’t seem afraid, just startled, and maybe they found another tree they like better.I stay where I am, also searching for the source of the sound. It’s beautiful—light, happy sounding. And it calls to me. It pulls me forward. I want to know who it’s coming from. What makes them so happy. Who taught it to them.I walk carefully, watching my step, always following the sound. It gets a little louder all the time, and the warning in my chest gets louder, too. Stronger. If I’m not careful, I’ll end up shifting here and now. I don’t know why that seems like a ba

Wesley “But the child of such a powerful witch and the beta of his pack? She’s unique. Of course, they would want that. They would want that powerful blood.”“Every minute she stays here, she’s in danger,” I mutter, staring at the door, knowing she’s on the other side. Waiting. Does she know? Can she guess?“What are you suggesting?”“Dad,” I groan, closing my eyes. “Don’t make me say it.”“There’s no escaping this. If I could, I would take it from you, I swear, I would. But it has to be done. She can’t stay here. Not only does it put her in greater danger, but it endangers the pack if these invasions increase. We can’t allow that.”“Unfortunately, that’s the double-edged sword we all carry, those of us who choose our mates instead of waiting for Fate to decide. There’s always a chance of something going wrong.”“There’s always a chance of something going wrong for anyone, for any reason.”“That’s also true.” He strokes his jaw, finally letting out a