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Zane said. “I have tried everything Zane. I have deleted all your nudes but I just can't unsee IT. I don't know what to do. I am wet, wet” “Calm down” He repeated. “I can help” “Mmmn” I moaned. “Can you imagine I'm right in front of you?” He sounded soft, sexy and seductive. “Zane” I moaned coldy, the s*xual urge was inevitable. “I can see you, you are shirtless… your s*xy abs you've shown me”

Zane flushed, realized he’d made noise in front of literally everyone important, and then, to his credit, did not back down. He squared his shoulders. “No,” he said again, louder. “No one’s taking her blood to feed to a hole in the world. I don’t care what ‘old book says.’” Melody blinked. Heather smiled slowly. “Ohhhh,” she whispered, delighted. “Zane. I did not know you had a spine. I like you now.” Zane scowled. “I’ve always had a spine.” “You’ve always had a pretty spine,” Heather corrected. “This is new. I’m proud. Continue.”

Something about that settled in my chest in a way I hadn't expected. Not satisfaction. Not revenge. Something more like clarity. The specific calm of understanding a situation completely — knowing what it was, knowing what it meant, knowing what came next without needing to rush toward any of it. I looked at Zane across the fire. He was reading something. A small worn book, the kind that had been read so many times the spine had given up. He held it the way people held things they had owned a long time, without thinking about holding it. "What is that," I said.

Something they enjoyed exploiting. "Practice fields?" Micah asked, his voice loose. Ash nodded, his gaze sweeping over the hallway. It was wolf sniffing its quarry. His eyes rested on me. I tried to disappear, but that didn't work. He had found me. “Look what the wolf dragged in,” Zane Valez said, his signature smirk already in place. He was leaning against the wall, a picture of nonchalant cruelty. “Little Rhea Mooncrest, still clinging to those dusty books. What’s that you’re reading? ‘How to Get a Mate When No One Wants You’?”

“And what exactly are you planning to find there, Ashley?” “Answers,” was all I said, before walking away. — Zane was still recuperating from the mishap in the woods, so even though he was busy giving orders via mind-link, he remained in bed. The sun was already high in the sky, and bright light slipped in through the windows of our bedroom, bathing the whole place in an almost golden glow. Zane had been reading a book as he sat on the bed, but as soon as I crossed the door he closed it and looked up at me. “I've been waiting for you,” he said, a small smile on his face.

Zane states, impressed that I can manage such a thing. “I like keeping you on your toes.” I joke as I kiss him. “That you do, Pet.” He says, breaking our kiss. Zane lays me down on the bed then he takes off my leggings and panties. What is he up to? He chuckles. He’s reading my mind. He takes my hands in his one hand and pins them about my head. His hand goes between my legs as his fingers skillfully find my clit. He starts to rub slow, teasing circles around my clit. “You don’t get to cum till I say, and you don’t want to know what happens if you do.”

She didn’t speak, but the way she looked at Zane said everything. Zane then turned to Cain, giving him a curt nod. He then opened the gift and his eyes widened with surprise. It was a book about animals and fauna in the national state part that was right next to their pack ground. The boy gulped and held his breath as if he was scared to show the full extent of his excitement. “It’s alright, Cain,” Zane said softly, ruffling his son’s hair. “Strength is important, but doing the things we love is important too.” He smiled softly, his eyes watery. “I’m so sorry for losing sight of that.”

Elariana His kiss changed everything. When Zane’s lips met mine, it wasn’t merely a physical touch—it was a dam breaking. The wall I had built around myself over years of suffering in the Black Rock pack, under the cold stone floors and Kian’s cruelty, collapsed like a house of cards. Zane didn’t ask. He didn’t demand. He called to me. And for the first time in my life, I wanted to answer.

It happened so quickly that Zane could not understand whether this was the same Reyne who he was dominating until a few seconds ago. He sucked air into his lungs and slantly angled his head while his eyes sparkled with impression and a smile making its way on his lips. 'You still think she is weak, huh?' his wolf questioned. Tbc... (I know what you want to see... But i will show you what you wouldn't want to see lol *winks* Target: 13 comments. Lysm)

Zane voiced and I felt hollowed out. “Don't patronise me, Zane!” But Zane headed straight for the shelves, arranging some old ledgers with meticulous fingers. Then he took one from the shelf, turned a page and put it back. I clenched my fists by my sides. "Pay attention to me," I ordered, taking a step closer. Zane ignored me completely. He took another book and inspected its cover before bringing it over to the large drawer in the desk. He put the books into the drawer and closed it with a push of his hip.