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He might be a bear, but those chains are unbreakable, thanks to Chris. “Where in the fuck am I?” He yells. “You are in one of our cells. Welcome to Silver Moon.” I tell him. I let a smirk spread across my face as he realizes who has him. Good, let him be afraid. “We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Who are you working for or with?” I ask. “I am not telling you shit. Fuck off.” He spits out.

One small exhale, barely visible, and something in him went quiet in a way that had nothing to do with peace. The gold left his eyes. Not gradually. It pulled back all at once, like a tide that came in too fast and overcorrected. Silver replaced it, cool and certain, and the man looking at me then was not the man who had taken that one step forward. This one had already made up his mind. I looked down at my hands. My nails had broken the skin on both palms. I had not felt it happen. Four small marks on each hand, barely bleeding, the kind you make when you hold on too hard to something that was never yours to hold onto.

My breath caught. "Elena is nothing. Do you hear me?" His voice sharpened, rougher. "She is nothing." Relief flooded, harsh and dizzying, but before I could speak, he leaned closer, his eyes burning silver fire. "I wanted you to know... I don't belong to anyone." His words slowed, deliberate. "Not yet." My heart hammered. His hand brushed mine, and it wasn't gentle. It was a claim. Sparks shot through me, heat flooding my veins until I trembled. His eyes darkened, silver bleeding into black, swirling like storm clouds.

CHAPTER 6: A Silver Goddess! Damian The strangest part was still being in her human form with all that lividness exuding from her. Tusk-sharp claws I would never imagine on a broken weakling like her. Scary canines exposed in a bitter snarl. Her naturally black hair waved thicker over her back with ancient silver streaks, gleaming no differently from the blinding light in her eyes, or do I call it blazing flames? The room burned hotter with every passing second.

“You know what churns on about him in our world. He’s ruthless.” “Leave my grandson to me.” “Say I accept this proposal now, does Kian wish to be married?Does he know that you are here?” Don Silver’s lips settled into a grim. “He will have no other choice.”,he replied defiantly. “Now, Salvatore do you accept this proposition or not?” With a last glance at the clock ,Salvatore stood from his chair and pulled out his hand. “ Very well,Don Silver….i accept your…..proposal.”,he conceded.

Inside me, Alexa’s growls turned to frustration, her energy surging, clawing to break free, but something held her back, like a chain keeping her locked inside. The creature’s arm whipped toward us, a massive force that sent a handful of us tumbling through the air. I hit the ground face-first, the impact knocking the breath out of me, my body feeling like it was pinned down by an invisible weight. My muscles screamed, my chest tight, my face pressed into the dirt, the taste of it bitter in my mouth. A cough broke through the haze, and I turned my head, my neck aching, to see Silvia beside me, struggling to push herself up. Her face was streaked with dirt, her eyes fierce but pained, her han

But now as I look at him, I can't help but thank all the Gods and Goddesses that are operating this universe for blessing me with him. Zach was right. We had it difficult. But we're finally together with each other. That's what matters in the end. Our togetherness. THE END. . . . . Unholy Allies Book 1: The Savage Alpha's Rebel… Completed. Unholy Allies Book 2: OUT NOW. Title: Mr. Rogue King, can you kidnap me please? Scroll up to read the blurb.

I found a male pup that resembled him, and I was able to figure out how to infuse his scent so he would believe the child was his. “I am not worried about him. He has been sick for a while, and I don’t think he will last much longer. We need all the kids more than we need him.” I reply. I watch as a tiny girl with long black hair walks into the room. I smile at her. Phlegyas throws his arm over her shoulders and pulls her close. Who knew that one of the girls we found when she was 13 would turn out to be his mate? We haven’t had to hide anything from her. She knew our entire plan and was happy to help bring down Silver Moon and the others. Her pack had been absorbed by Silver Moon

It is getting closer that it almost made my breath stop. I dart behind the tall storage shelf just as the hut flap swings open. Stonehand enters. His scent hits me like cold iron, dominant, thick, impossible to ignore. He walks toward the table, sniffing the air for a scent. My heart punches my ribs. Please don't look this way. He picks up a parchment. The wrong one. He grunts, leans closer. My throat tightens, I know he can sense that someone is around. If he notices the disturbance on the table.

I hovered above him, still apprehensive to sit fully on his lap. “Am I just drinking from you or are you staying? If you’re staying I want your neck.” His huge hand came up to my throat and his thumb massaged the huge artery there. The moment was so sensual. The same hand roamed down to my hip and moved me against him. He wanted me to stay. I knew that was what he wanted. But would this be the right thing for Cedar? Maybe I could make it the right thing for Cedar. I brought his hand to my neck and leaned into him.