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And I wondered if that ever crossed his mind when he made that decision. The truth was that I wanted him to be with me. But I still didn't want to accept the fact that I was meant to be his. We were mates, and that truth weighed heavier than I expected. And now, I was destined to lead a bigger pack. I was the Luna in the celestial Trinity. It was a destiny I couldn't run from. It was either I who accepted it sooner, or kept running away from it forever.

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Her eyes burning with desire. " Celeste I don't think I am explaining this right. There are times where I want to use you like a slut or a one nightstand only focused on my pleasure not caring if I hurt you. You deserve to be treated like a queen. I rushed sex with you and I shouldn't have. You were waiting your viginity was not mine to take. Now becuase I am such a screw up I might have gotten you pregnant. If so you are going to be tied to me forever. I did not give you a choice."

“She was begging me, Tristan. She was terrified. She thought I could stop you.” Tristan exhaled, shaking his head. “She came to the wrong person, then.” Florence’s stomach twisted. “So, that’s it? You don’t care?” His eyes locked onto hers, intense and unyielding. “I care about what’s mine.” Florence froze. “What’s yours?” she echoed, her heart pounding. Tristan stepped closer, his presence overwhelming. “You,” he said simply. “You are mine, Florence.” A shiver ran down her spine. Not out of fear—but something else. Something she didn’t want to name.

A sunny morning.. The gentle and refreshing bridge was blowing that could cheer one up. In the church.. "Mr. Daniel Black,do you want to take Ms. Neha Wade, to be your wife. To be true to her in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health. Will you love her and honor her all the days of your life?"

I just know he doesn't care whether everybody else dies – as long as Maximus doesn't starve and go boohoo. "We're going to set off now – make sure you're ready to carry all that weight for the next month or year."

Make up your mind we leave at first light" Dorian said and went to bed. "Can I bring my siblings along?" "Yes," Dorian took time to say. " where are we going?" Jarvis asked Dorian "Whitstone. We are going to see my mother" Dorian responded "Okay. I would come to your chambers later in the morning. I have to go home and pack my things and explain them to my siblings.

It was like he would eat me up any minute. He held me tightly. His hold was almost bruising but I loved it. Maybe I've lost my mind but I wasn't sane after our night in the office. "April," He grounded as my eyes met his dark pearls. "Who do I belong to?" He asked. "Me," The word left so naturally with a hint of sheer possessiveness I didn't know existed in me. "Good girl." He rasped. "I want everyone to know that I’m yours, I don’t want others’ eyes on me, I want only yours. I don't want anyone to think of me that way because only you have the right," He husked in my ear.

Breath to breath. “Did you think sending him to me covered in the scent of your rut would make him yours?” I growled low. He didn’t flinch. Instead, he shoved his hands into his pockets and murmured with a maddening calm, “Ever heard of destiny? That place you end up because it was designed, that person you were always meant to meet?” He looked right at me then, his voice like ice. “I’m that destiny. The one he’s fated to crash into, no matter how far he tries to run,” his eyes bled into his wolf’s, burning with possessive certainty.

He barely smiled at me and his smile is offending me a lot. "Otherwise I will lock myself in the room, until you tell me, where we are," I proclaimed to him and walked towards the room, which is unknown to me but there is a room. I can lock myself inside there. The jerk of my life, how can he allow me to go by this way, I know it. He jerked my wrist and pulled me near to his chest, he whined into my ear, "Our private Island." The words enlarged my eyes in shock, I can't believe that he is the owner of the beach and this giant mansion.