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Any desire to laugh evaporated instantly, replaced by a much sharper, dangerous ache—one triggered by being pinned against an intensely attractive Alpha male in total darkness. Kael forced his senses to track Alpha Marcus Greyfang’s deep voice. The dominant male showed no signs of leaving, content to analyze the structural engineering for a solid ten minutes. His partner, Orion Cransfang, remained completely silent, years of an alpha-alpha partnership having clearly taught him that interrupting Marcus when he was calculating territory logistics was entirely useless. Suddenly, my breath hitched and my spine went completely rigid. Kael tracked my gaze down to the floorboards where a massive, m

That was why each spider had its own web. But these spiders were genetically engineered. Who knew what else had been added to them? This would make phase one difficult for every team. If Legendary Trinity were easy, there would be no point in calling it a survival game. “How many spiders are around the main nest?” Fredrick asked. “Not sure. Two dozen. Maybe three. I’m not worried about the small ones, but the broodmother.” Damian exhaled. “Have you ever felt your skin crawl just from looking at something?”

At the end of the night, I reminded everyone that we would be having a mate gathering this weekend and that several packs would be joining us as well as the sprites that are looking for mates. The new pack members were as fascinated with the sprites as everyone else when they first saw them, as it was impossible to miss Leilani and Lolana walking around with Alexander, or Tula perched on Thomas’s shoulder. I asked Alexander about his mate mark. I noticed that while he had marked the twins, he didn’t have a mark on his neck. He told me that the sprites mark differently. Because their mate is so important to them, they mark them over their heart. He had pulled off his shirt and shown me the tw

The sensation of running her hands through fields of wheat. She could almost feel the softness of his fur against her skin, the warmth of his breath on her neck. Her fingers began to itch. She couldn't resist rubbing them together, trying to recapture that feeling. But as soon as she realized what she was doing, she quickly separated her hands, feeling a little caught and guilty. She looked up at Jeremy, hoping he hadn't noticed her actions, but the man was lost in thought, staring down at his own hands. "I see…" she whispered. So he had sensed the mate bond between them from the very beginning, as she had suspected.

“Rachel I can’t do that. He is my mate.” That made Rachel feel like she had just been punched in the stomach. So he had been her mate and not herself? She was so upset and bitter, she wanted to get rid of Emma. “Then fine! Reject him! If he is your mate reject him!” Rachel said. Emma shook her head. “I can’t do that either.” “What do you mean you can’t do that?!” Rachel demanded. “You said you wanted sho fix everything right?! Then reject him!” “You don’t understand. We’re already mated. We’ve concealed our mating. There is nothing we can do.” Emma said.

Hazel squirmed in fear thinking he is going to mark her today. But as soon as his teeth graze against her neck where she would get marked she felt a jolt a pain emerging in her. She scooted away from him immediately. She has an odd moon sign on her neck where marking is done while mating and when Alexander tries to mark her as his, an very odd pain ebrupts in her skin right under the moon sign. Alexander stare at her deadly in the eyes this time. Her lips started quivering in pain. "P-please don't d-do this Alexander." she pleaded to him almost at the verge of crying.

"Angel, that was the dog you loved the most. Now that he's dead, are you going to go mad too? I'm telling you that this home can only have either you or me! "If you're here, then I can't be! Get out! Hurry up and leave! Please, Angel. Go!" She looked insane, and her smile was chilling. However, I wasn't afraid. Instead, I stretched out my arms and hugged her tightly. A spider in the corner was busily spinning its web. Spiders were the smartest animals. It would use transparent webs to deceive its enemies, and it would also put a bug that was in its death throes on the web to lure in its enemies.

I twisted sideways sharply, shifting back to human form and drawing the silver knife Rhys had given me. Silver flashed as the blade plunged into the spider's belly. The spider shrieked, its limbs twitching frantically. I shifted back to wolf form and lunged at its exposed weak spot – the soft tissue under its head. A fatal blow. The spider fell, but the poison was spreading. My fur was matted with it in several places, the wounds burning. Venom-Mist Spiders wouldn't just show up here. It was… Cassidy. That strange smell earlier, and the "herbs" she was gathering near the cave – it was a scent to lure the spiders!

I shook his shoulders, desperation creeping into my voice. "Scott, wake up! Please!" But he remained still. Panic consumed me as the spiders drew closer. I pressed my lips to Scott's, tears streaming down my face. "Come back to me," I whispered, my heart breaking. Time, please stop. Just one more time.As if responding to my plea, time froze.The spiders halted, suspended mid-movement.

“You need to mark me, Sparks. You need to…” He doesn’t wait for more instruction. As his canines pierce the tender flesh of my neck, we explode together, his seed filling me, lubricating our passion as we ride through wave after wave of pure, unfiltered bliss. “Mine!” I scream, watching in wonder as the spell forms a solid grid, bright green light blending with my own shining blue. “Mate, mine!” “Mate,” Hawthorne grunts as he fills me again. “Mine.”