All Chapters of The Bratva Wolves Book 1: Shiver: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I didn’t know how to approach her. The last time I saw her was when she was with her father, and he was explaining who she was. Hell, who we were together. Yet she didn’t know I was there. Which meant I didn’t know how to approach her.So I did it carefully.I believe she's had time to come to terms with it, and it seems she has. Cause when my weakness for her finally got to me, she didn’t hesitate. She flew into my arms like she’d been waiting for the okay to do so. The pain in my chest eased up immediately with her in my arms. My wolf was purring lowly inside my head like a damn cat.“Tell me you’re okay,” I say.“I’m doing okay. Alex has helped a lot.” She tells me, but I can't help but notice an ugly knot in her head that her dream didn't hide.“Alex Cambridge?” I ask, recognizing the name.She nods her head, and I put that tidbit of information in the back of my mind for later. Last I heard of Alex, he was working as a doctor taking care of humans and shifters alike. Didn’t reali

Didn’t take us long to find the place with Solara’s directions. His men are spineless idiots who pissed themselves as soon as we showed our faces at the gate. We didn’t hide. There was no sense in it. They already knew who I was and why I was here, and there have been rumors of me working for the Pakhan for years, though nobody has ever been able to prove it. Nor have they ever been able to see the Pakhan himself unless necessary.Yet, all Nikolai had to do was step out behind me and hand them the box embellished with his monogram in the upper left corner. We watched as it hit them just who he was. We could smell the fear seeping out of their skin. He said to deliver it to his boss, tell him it was something left in one of the empty shipping containers, and to show us the living room.We looked like two looming men walking towards the front door in long dark coats. A couple of grim reapers in the flesh. All his men had grouped together just to watch as we entered his estate. No questi

He wouldn’t let me go. Even when we slid into the car, he reached over and pulled me back onto his lap, making me straddle him. Keeping me as close to him as he possibly could. His eyes once more were gold. Which meant his wolf was close.It wasn’t until I felt one of his hands run up the back of my shirt and over my skin that his eyes started to return to normal. I finally laid my head against his shoulder and breathed a sigh of relief. Closed my eyes and relished the smell of Cyprus.I must have dozed off because when I woke I heard Nikolai talking to Cyprus and Cyprus making small circles along the skin of my back with just his fingertips.“You need to mark her, Cyprus, as soon as possible.” I hear Nikolai say.“I know, but I’m afraid to hurt her. She’s still pretty much human.” Cyprus replies.“Her wolf needs to be set free, and you two need to be fully bonded. You know this. I’m not telling you something you don’t already know.” He replies.I feel Cyprus sigh heavily before he an

I didn’t expect to mark her tonight. My plans were to clean her up and let her sleep. But this mate of mine keeps me on my toes from sunup to sundown. Has she made me a softer person? Only with her. I heard my phone vibrate on the bedside table and carefully reached over to grab it without trying to move too much.Knotting her wasn’t an option for me this time. My wolf was too close, and the emotions were running too high. The fact that she accepted this life without any question still blows my mind, but then I remember her past and who she was with. Looking at my phone, it’s a text from my brother. Just one word...“Congratulations.”He must have felt Solara snap into the familiar bond. I lay my phone down and stare at my mate. She said her wolf was timid. It might be a good idea to check on her. So I close my eyes and enter the meditative trance I use normally when I jump dreams.The first thing I notice is how Solara’s mind is at peace. There’s no chaos, no anxiety. Just simple pea

Well, that was different. Hot as hell but different. Cyprus is a dominant man. One of the reasons I love him in the bedroom. He doesn’t ask what I want; he already knows. Already a step ahead of me, reading my body before I even realize it myself.But this morning I woke up feeling restless. Like something inside of me needed to be free. A heat of sorts. Yet all I saw was my wolf pacing inside the back of my mind. Anxiety rolling off her in waves.I realized the heat was coming from my mate mark. It was throbbing, making me wet and already needy so early in the morning. Looking over, Cyprus was sleeping on his back. The bedsheet down to his waist.I knew then what my wolf wanted, what I wanted.But the question was, could I mark him? I was aware of and accepting of my wolf. Of the life I was thrown into, but living it was another thing. Trust has never been my strong suit, and here Cyprus is telling me to trust my wolf. She would know what to do.And I guess she did.After our morning