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He explained. “We scare mama.” Rebel giggled. Storm calmed and lightly giggled. “Doltyn, are you going to be a bad influence on my little angel?” Storm asked her cousin. He points to himself innocently. “Me?” He huffs. “I would never.” He winked at Rebel who continued to giggle. “Yeah mama, he would neber.” Rebel agreed with his cousin. “As much as I hate to bust up your fun.” Blaze chuckled. “We have some business to attend to.” His voice turning serious. Tobias and Doltyn nodded.

“I’m from Dark Wood Pack, which is near Rome. I’m Alpha by blood, but my dad was Beta before my uncle’s death, and after his death, Dad is the Alpha; the next Alpha is still the question because Artemis’s cousin, Santino, wants to become Alpha too, just like me.” “And dad doesn’t want any fight between the cousins so…. He is still running the pack as an Alpha.” Bolt said, trying to eat the breakfast with his left hand, and he was eating miserably. Caroline tried to take her hand from his so that he could eat with his right hand, but Bolt grabbed Caroline’s hand tightly the moment she tried to take it from his hand. “You can leave my hand and eat peacefully,” Caroline suggested, on which Bolt

Does he feel no remorse? "Maybe you do things differently in your family," I say, and though my voice is still even I can feel the color rising in my cheeks with my anger. "But most people would feel bad about fucking their brother's fiancée." I know the Fontaines follow a completely different set of rules than the rest of us, but this is too much. Realizing I'm starting to get more visibly upset, I look quickly back down at my clipboard - but not before I see a flash of understanding in Dante's face.

“You’re not going anywhere. Not from me. Not from him. We have to talk about the bond we share.” The weight of it crashed down on him. He had planned to have a threesome and probably bail again, continuing the chase, seeing how far they both would go to claim him as theirs. But the bond… the bond had taken root. He looked down at his body, at the flickering tattoo glowing a beautiful gold against his skin before disappearing again. He glanced back at them, then down at his arm. He could tell which pattern belonged to Dante and which one belonged to Maya just by how they thrummed against his skin, alive and undeniable. “You can’t—”

he called my bluff. “I am Autumn Flatt, the Beta’s second daughter, and a warrior of this pack. Do you understand the position I own in this pack now?” “Oh, wow! I can’t believe I got your full introduction without stress, Miss Fury Autumn,” he mocked and chuckled. “Argh…! I am going to kill you. You freaking demon of a human!” I grunted, lunging forward and pushing him back again. He shoved the dagger into his pocket and held my hand, twirling me around. I felt dizzy immediately.

"Umm, Tyboll, that may not be the best idea. You need to give her time to adjust." I look at Mandy, unable to keep my rage in check. I'm all but roaring when I speak. "There will be no soft mating ritual with that damned witch. She burned all her chances away." I point one long finger at Mandy. "Stay out of my life and I will stay out of yours. I'm going to claim my mate whether she wants me or not." The crazy she-wolf bats away my finger. "Sheesh, you grumpy old bear."

"I didn't force her to eat anything she didn't want." "Get off my territory and tell your pathetic Queen I take this as an act of war." "War? I was just having a friendly conversation. We are friends right?" Alfi looked to me. "Of course! I love fairies, and elves too." I smiled to him as Bolton still held me lopsided in his hand. "See! No harm, just a little fun." "Get out of here before I send your ears back to Eldora as retribution." Bolton still had deep red eyes, letting his Vampire take control. Was he the strongest as a Vampire? Or just the scariest? Definitely the sexiest!

Paired to Alaric Thorn. There was a third name underneath. Lily. Offspring. Potential Catalyst. Marked by flame. My knees buckled. The word Catalyst spun in my mind. I wasn’t just marked. I was a trigger. For war. For change. For destruction. No wonder Ryker wanted me. Link I felt it the moment she touched the book. My bond screamed. My wolf surged to the surface. She was in the old wing. By the time I reached her, she was on her knees, the book open before her, tears tracking down her face.

"Dr. Mike Ferdinez is banned from Umbra territory, effective immediately. If he sets foot here again, it's an act of war. We will respond accordingly." Wolf howling for blood. Kill him. Rip throat out. Make him pay. I let the rage flow through me, feeding it, nurturing it. Eve wasn't lying about any of it. She had been telling the truth from the beginning, while I accused her and threatened her and made her life a living hell. Which meant she was really not Circe. Which meant the mate bond was real. Which meant I had already lost the war against my own heart. I stared out the window toward the medical wing, toward her quarters, calculating the distance, the time, the risk.

About 10 minutes later, she opened her eyes and stared at me, unable to say a word, and right now, the only thing I badly wanted was to read her mind as well. Was she feeling the same way as me because I could feel Bolt (My Lycan) trying so hard to contain his happiness as our mate was in my arms. I knew the feeling of frustration at this moment because of her. I stared into her deep blue eyes, and it was at that moment that I desperately wanted to claim her and make her mine at all cost. To make her my possession, be a protector, a friend, and imprint on my mate. "MATE! MATE!" Bolt howled joyfully.