All Chapters of Last Female Sypher and Her Brother's Friends: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

HazelHe angles his head to the side and inhales. “I don’t believe you. In fact, I think you like this. You like being cornered by me, like my hand around your throat, and if I slipped my hand between your legs, I know I’d find you soaked for me. Isn’t that right, sunshine?”He’s right. I shouldn't want it as much as I do, shouldn’t like the thought of being thrown down on the dirt floor and fucked hard, fast, and dirty. But I do.I crave it with an intensity powerful enough to make me second-guess myself for the first time in my life.“I’d like it better if you got out of my personal space.” It’s meant to sound hard, but even to my ears it sounds breathy.“Why? Don’t trust yourself?”“I don’t trust you,” I murmur.“Liar. If you wanted to, you could have taken my hand off you as soon as I put it there. But you didn’t. Now tell me, Hazel, why is that?”He palms my hip, giving it a possessive squeeze before dragging his finger towards the clasp of my jeans. My hips tilt forward without

Theo“So much for regrouping,” I say as I count the hunters moving around inside of Ransom's house.The trees at the edge of his backyard gave us cover.“How many can you sense?” Ransom whispers.“Three on the first floor, two on the second.”“Why do they seem like they are waiting?” Sigrid inquires, eyes on Ransom.“Because they are. They're probably waiting for me to go back, get my weapons and other supplies.”“Do they know about the stolen formulas?”“No.” He is certain about it, too, based on the look on their face.“How can you be sure?” Sigrid pressed.“Because if they did, they’d be ransacking the place. The only thing they want is Hazel and me. They know we’d stay together, and I doubt my uncle is too happy about being played.”“So how do you want to do this?” I ask.“I say we give them what they want. I'll stroll on in like I’m going to get my things while the two of you use your shifter stealth and snatch what we need.”“I'm not letting you go in there by yourself,” Sigrid

BarricRonan is waiting for us in the arena where the warriors have gathered. Seeing our mixed packs is still something I need to get used to, even if I'm grateful that the others follow our chain of command so easily.Aria stands off to the side, talking in hushed tones with Felix.“We’re going to be expecting a visitor,” Ronan says without preamble. “I don’t need to explain why the next few days are vital to creating unity and safety. Your Alphas will be returning with your pack mates within the next few days. I know you’ve all been working hard to ready the motuian for them, but I am going to make some changes to the patrols.”“It has come to our attention that an unidentified male is making his way towards us. He has shown no hostility; however, his steady progression towards the mountain is not a coincidence. As such, Alpha Roana declared that we will allow the male to come and make his move,” I announce.The males in the room sit up straighter.“Liam will take point and organize

KadeThe front entrance is quiet for the first time all day. I stand on the patrol ridge overlooking the tree line, arms folded across my chest as I scan the forest. The scent of dozens of wolves lingers in the air from the first pack that arrived earlier. Now all I can smell is damp earth, pine, and my growing concern.The scouts reported steady movement from our stranger, along with some unusual behavior. Whoever he is, he moves like he's got all the time in the world. He stops to admire the nature around him, takes frequent breaks for meals or just to rest, yet he moves with a purpose.It's puzzling.My wolf hates it. He knows the male is playing with us and doesn't like the thought.I glance around at the woods, half expecting to see Theo with the calm, solid looks he gets after succeeding in a mission.They should be back by now. The simple fact that they aren’t lets me know something hasn’t gone to plan.My wolf shifts restlessly beneath my skin.Every day, I find out something

Theo“Give me room to work,” Kiara knocks Sigrid aside with her hip, taking the male's position over Ransom.“We managed to dig out the bullet and wrap the bleeding, but we think it might have gotten infected,” I say.Ransom looks deathly pale.Kiara cuts off the bandage, carefully inspecting the mottled skin and discoloration.“Shit. I think there are still some pieces inside,” she said, almost to herself.“Aww fuck,” Ransom groaned. “Don't tell me I'm going to lose a leg.”“No, you're not going to lose it, but it's not going to feel good while I get the pieces out,” she tells him.“At least the view will be nice.” He gives Kiara an appraising look.The sound of footsteps comes from behind.Ransom looks over my shoulder and mutters, “And there goes the view.”“Is the bastard dead?” Elliot’s voice is a mixture of fury and worry.“He is,” Sigrid answers.“Fucking Duane,” Hazel hisses, moving to Ransom’s other side.Elliot rounds Ransom's bed, taking Sigrid's place. Barric, Kade, and Ro