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Sophie fell to the bed, and in her head, she replayed the last moments of their lovemaking. “I heard you.” Rhys said after a while. His heart still beat wildly in his chest, and his body still yearned for more. Sighing, he turned and drew her towards him so that their bodies touched. “In the forest,” he continued. “I heard you.” He felt Sophie’s head nod in acknowledgement beside him before the sleep enveloped them, and they drifted off into darkness. ***

He is my best friend's father, the Alpha. He is older, forbidden and completely out of reach. I have spent two years hiding my want and hiding every filthy prayer I whispered to the Moon Goddess about him. However, one summer in his pack house changes everything. Charles Reid doesn't do innocent. D He doesn't do gentle and definitely doesn't do anything except exactly what he wants — and what he wants is me. God help me because I am not running. Why should I? He is the object of my most filthiest imagination.

It was only then I could see how red-rimmed and swollen they were; the eyes of someone who has spent the past couple of hours weeping. I pulled back my powers immediately, having achieved nothing but making her afraid. Her mind was still an impenetrable wall, only now she regarded me with wariness and suspicion. “Feyre.” I tried again, my voice soft “Please tell me what's wrong.” Her lips trembled, her eyes looking away. It was a long moment before she finally spoke. “One of the men from the feast…” She started and I braced, not wanting to let my anger control my response. I stayed completely still and silent, letting her finish.

I couldn't care less as I was busy panting and coughing my lungs out and at the same time, trying to suck in much breath as I can. Someone in front of me handed me water but I flinched away, crawling to the side. I needed to get away from this place, another hellhole if you ask me. All at once, I began to wonder why my luck was just so bad, I kept encountering one thing to the next. Is the universe not trying to give me a sign at this point? That I'm cursed? “Ruby! Calm down, it's me!” The moment I heard Delaney's voice, I became frantic once more. The need to get away from her is even more so than when the scarred kid tried to kill me.

Darcy “Let me go!” I spat out and there wasn’t any anger behind it anymore, just the desperate fear of being trapped here forever, locked in with no grip on myself. I wanted it but I could also lose myself at once and I didn't want that. “How long are you going to keep running away from me?” Rhys’s breath fanned my face and his words were low, husky like when he was aroused. That was what this was about then. The chase. “Are you afraid to be around me? Or are you afraid of how much I will make you scream in pleasure”

If it hadn't been for love, I never would have used my father's treasure to prolong the lives of those in a rival pack. Now, I was taking them back. The door suddenly burst open as I carefully placed the elixir into my bag. Andrew stormed in, his expression taut with urgency. "Bella, give me your Moonveil Elixir! Carol has a fever from being caught in the rain, and she's convulsing. I need it to heal her." His voice was raw with desperation. I met his gaze, my expression cold. "The Moonveil Elixir? Oh, I've already put it away. And it's not meant to be wasted on a pack-servant's fever."

Rhys’s voice has that Alpha command in it that makes my knees want to buckle. “Let go—” Kade’s grip on my elbow tightens and he’s stronger than he looks because he’s pulling me toward the door and I’m trying to fight him but it’s useless. “Sorry,” Kade says and he actually sounds apologetic. “But when he gives me a direct order I have to follow it.” We’re at the elevator and I’m still trying to pull away from him when Rhys calls out “Kade.” We both turn and Rhys is standing in the middle of his room covered in blood and he really looks at me for the first time since he shifted back and

But we weren't alone. "YOU!" Rhys burst from the trees. He was half-shifted, a monstrous, twisted thing of fur and flesh. Foam flecked his muzzle, and his eyes were rolling with madness. He charged straight for me. He wanted to hurt Victor by breaking me. But he would never touch me. A black blur intercepted him mid-air. Victor slammed into Rhys with the force of a freight train. The impact crunched bone. They hit the snow in a tangle of claws and teeth, snarling like demons.

"Rhys is staying with his grandparents." "Oh." Their fingers clasped together. He leaned on her and kissed her neck. "Are we going home tonight?" "We haven't left yet, my darling Gillian..." He nibbled on her bodice. "But where are we going?" she wailed huskily. "You'll see..." When he suckled at her nipple, she closed her eyes and saw a kaleidoscope of colors. "Oh, Rye, Rye..." After so many minutes, Gillian found themselves on the bed. Rye was naked and shiny with sweat. She looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes.

A chalice, filled with an unsettling crimson liquid, sat upon it. Reyana's gaze darted around. Suddenly, a flicker of movement in the corner of her eye caught her attention. And there, another choked gasp left her lips when she saw Fenris. "Fenris?" She breathes out. He was standing not so far from Rashka. What was happening? Had she gone mad? Was this some cruel illusion conjured by Rashka's dark magic? Reyana was going crazy with the turn of events here. What other surprise awaited her here?