Novel & Cerita Western Love Story

Aria's POV As I slowly woke up, I found myself wrapped in West's warm embrace, our bodies entwined in a gentle slumber. The sun was high outside, casting a golden glow over us, but West still slept peacefully, his chest rising and falling with soft snores. His hair fell across his forehead, and I couldn't resist gently brushing it back, revealing the sharp lines of his face. Up close, his features were even more breathtaking, the strong jawline, the soft curve of his lips. My heart swelled with affection as I gazed at him, feeling grateful that this powerful, captivating man was mine. I wished he could stay in this serene state forever, free from the worries that had been weighing him down.

I look first to Lachlan for some help. “I’m down. There isn’t anything that needs our immediate attention anyway,” Lachlan says. “Hell yes! I miss the sun and the surf!” Weston exclaims. That’s right Weston is originally from a beach town, Sunset Beach or Sunrise Beach, or something like that. I think maybe one of those is from a book Jase had sent to me to read. It had a girl with a verb for a name and rainbow hair. I liked that series because it remind me a little of the way we are with Carley. It was only ever her for us, Princess Carley, and her knights.

I had never asked him where he came from. Is the West not the same place the lab guy confirmed the healing balms come from? Everything was coming at me all at once. My legs seemed wobbly now. I managed to sit on the bed, looking intensely at the paper in my hand as my brain spun with thoughts. I reached for my phone, typing furiously. “Everything I need to know about the Western Pack.” And just like that, everything that concerned the West popped up. I scrolled, going from one page to another, but… nothing was interesting.

clean restaurant, with tablecloths. You won’t have to see men anymore.” Except I’d have to see you, she thought. “Let me come in,” he said, “I will give you anything… more than Gus.” She shook her head. “Jake would kill you,” she said. “You go on now.” “I can’t,” he said, still crying. “I am dying for you. If he kills me I would be better. I will give you anything.” Again she shook her head, not quite sure what to think. She had seen Xavier have fits before, but usually fits of anger. This fit was different. His chest was heaving and his eyes poured tears. “You should marry me,” he said. “I will be good to you. I am not like these men. I have manners. You would see how kind I would be. I wo

> I said as she nuzzled into me. Her wolf grinned, and I almost jumped for joy! Not only was she wanting to go too but she told me to lead! I yipped in happiness before turning towards the west and sprinting away, my love right behind me. For some reason ever since we returned from our honeymoon, I have felt a strong pull towards west, almost like someone was calling me. ~~~ Under the cover of night, pure evil walked. His feet barely touched the ground, as that took too much effort. And he was all for the easy way. The moon was but a sliver in the sky, signaling that the new moon was coming soon.

Turning to Danica, he added, “Be grateful that it slipped past Noah. I’ve not known him to come to the aid of a mutt simply for the sake of it. Clearly, he harbors some sort of affection for her. Had he realized who Lisa is, you might just have had a bit of competition. As it is, I’m in and Noah’s out.” “Lisa?” Oscar said after clearing his throat a few times. “Why didn’t you tell us?” “I only just found out,” I replied. “I didn’t know. In fact, I had no idea werewolves were real until I peed in your woods. This is all new to me.” “She needs time to absorb it all,” Kenzie interjected. “I’m not sure it’s such a good idea to mate with her so soon. Now that you’ve claimed her, that shou

I could tell when Jaxon had finally stopped fighting us. He moved has hands to my face, lifting my chin gently so I could meet his gaze. His warm golden eyes held mine as his gaze moved to my lips. I instinctively licked them under his gaze and watched as his expression turned fierce, possessive. An omega with another omega? Almost unheard of. But together...we fit. We worked.

Not even a pure silk, gunmetal blue basque could salvage the ruins of my marriage. I'd sent for it on impulse, from a flyer that'd fallen out of a magazine. It was one of those ‘today’s woman’ glossies that I’d bought for an article on ‘Putting the Spice Back into your Relationship’. I was clutching at straws really ~ doubly so in the case of the basque — because | don’t think I’ve ever finished one of those oh-so-helpful articles. They all seemed so unreal and pretentious, as if they were written for tall blonde superwomen who wouldn't have problems in the first place, and probably wore slinky undies anyway.

“How well do you know Western?” She smiled wistfully. “We grew up together in the village. Everyone used to tease us, calling us husband and wife. After I finished secondary school, I wanted to move to the city, but he said village life suited him. I left, and that’s when I met Desmond. We fell in love, and he... changed my life.” She glanced at Bella with a soft smile. “Western later became my assistant. He was loyal, or so I thought.” “Did he ever love you?” I asked carefully.

“I missed you.” “I missed you too,” I sighed, settling in with her in my arms, and enjoyed looking at the sunset through the window. The town of Fairfax was quiet now, no motorcycles roaring and no guns shooting. The war was won, and it had all been thanks to the small, beautiful female in my arms. My own little rouge wolf...