All Chapters of The Bratva Wolves Book 1: Shiver: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

He left me standing there with chills. This man is as dangerous as can be. More so than Darin, and I can’t seem to keep from thinking about that dream. The way he touched me and how my body reacted so easily to him, like we were familiar somehow.I don’t know what it is about Cyprus that makes me feel less afraid, safer, when everyone else around fears him. He’s crass, yes, but a man in his world is raised that way. Maybe I softened towards him for getting me away from Darin. Maybe it’s allowing me more freedom and not keeping me locked away.I don’t know, but there’s something about Cyprus Cordova that interests me, and that frightens me. Cause not only does it interest me, but it also feels like it calls to me. Like something inside of me is calling out for him. I know, it makes absolutely no sense whatsoever.“Ms. Solara. Do you know how much longer you will be shopping, ma’am? Boss just called checking on you.” Sevyn asked between changing outfits on the rack.“I’m pretty much don

It's mid-morning before I stir awake. My body feels like a lead weight, and my eyelids don't want to open. I can feel the repercussions of using my powers too frequently. But it’s also like doing most anything: the more you do it, the more you adjust to it. Besides, the more I dream walk with Solara, the more familiar she will become and the easier it will be on me.I don’t find her at first. Even when I make it downstairs to lunch, I find she’s not there. I grab my phone to call Sevyn because I know wherever he is, she’s close by. He answers on the second ring, trying to speak in a lower tone, almost whispering.“Hey, Boss. What can I do for you?”“Where are you and where is Solara?” I demand him to answer immediately.“She’s still asleep.” He answers.“Asleep?”“Yes, sir. Sitka said she woke early this morning and got something to drink but went back to bed. He asked if she was feeling okay, and she just said something about her dreams keeping her up.” He explains.I smile. Cause I

Conversations stopped. Heads turned. Anticipation was evident. I headed straight for one person, and all eyes watched me. There’s only one agenda item on today’s chair meeting, and I headed straight towards him. Silence ensued as I grabbed his throat, pulled him out of his chair, and threw him against the brick wall. Pieces of concrete and brick fell to the floor as I squeezed until his face turned blue. “You come anywhere near her again, and I’ll pull your fucking throat out. You followed her to the boutique. You’re fucking lucky my men threw your ass out of the store before she knew you were there.” I threatened him. He wheezes and coughs, but the fire in his eyes doesn’t go away. It only intensifies. “She’s mine. Don’t forget that, Cyprus.” He spits out. “Not right now, she isn't, and if you come near her again, I’ll consider it a breach of contract and an act of war. I'll finish you.” “Over a damn whore?” He asked, astounded. Before I realized it, I dropped him to the floor w

I could smell her scent the moment she walked into the room. My wolf was restless. He wouldn’t let me sleep, and I was even having trouble meditating. Something that I needed to do in order to find her father’s dreams and get answers.Now I think I know why. Sometimes my wolf senses things faster than my mate bond. Especially when I’m trying to focus on doing something else. He knew Solara was restless as well. He sensed her energy wasn’t at rest. He knew she needed me before I did.It’s something I’m going to have to get used to. Trying to decipher my feelings from hers. Ever since I put the mark of the moon upon her, I can usually tell when she’s upset or anxious. Like earlier when we were headed home.I felt the anxiety rolling off her in waves. I figured it was because we had been talking about Darin. That’s why I reached over and held her hand. Her anxiety levels pretty much diminished with my touch. Yet I missed it tonight while I was trying to meditate and clear my mind.As soo

I wake early, feeling more rested than I have in weeks. The room is still semi-dark, but with some light barely shining through the curtains. Beside me is the man who has taken over every aspect of my life, even my dreams. His sheet has fallen down his torso. One arm lies above his head and the other lies limply across his chest.His tan skin, flawless. Which I find that odd considering the profession he finds himself in. One would think you would find a scar or ten at least. He’s either just that good or just that lucky. But either way, it makes for one beautiful man. A man who worked my body like no one ever has. It’s like he knew what I needed without me saying.With a sigh, I slip out of bed, wrap myself in the blanket I came with, and head back to my room. By now, Sevyn is standing outside the door, taking the place of Sitka. He just nods and allows me to go my way. He’s much more laid back than Sitka. He’s also much larger too. Though Sitka gives off more deadly vibes than Sevyn