Hey Guys! One more chapter to go in this book, and then onto Lycan Enterprise with Axel and Selene.
Freedom never tasted so sweet. It’d been three weeks since the last fight with the lycans, and not a thought of Jason. I knew he was being detained in the dungeon at the pack house but I didn’t give one damn about it. I was safe in Marcus’ arms, and my parents knew I was alive. We’d drove for two days to get to them after the fight. Marcus looked more nervous that I had walking hand-in-hand up the small driveway toward my parents humble two-bedroom house in Georgia. We hadn’t called first, because I wanted it to be a surprise. At first, I didn’t think they realized who I was. Then my mother reached forward and touched my cheek, drawing me into a hug that lasted longer than any other hug in my life. They both looked older. More older than I expected, but I sensed it was from the stress of their daughter going missing in the woods. Dad didn’t like Marcus. Well, not that I sensed, anyway. He thought Marcus had something to do with my disappearance, which I didn’t bla
Luther's voice drifted away as I slipped through the closing guard doors, and into the lycan kingdom. It wasn't the smartest thing I'd ever done, but this wasn't a time for overthinking. Plus, no one ever considered me to make the most rational decisions, especially with my wolf so close to the surface.This was a time to find Lilly.To save her.To hold her.For the first time … ever. Those moments after I met her in the woods had been spellbinding. Her beautiful blue eyes, and auburn hair. Everything about her sung to me like a siren, pulling me in, only to spit me back out.Lilly had haunted my dreams for over a decade. My wolf had accepted she was gone, dead, buried for all we knew. But something deep inside of me—the human part of me—knew she was alive.The mouthwatering scent made my skin burn in anticipation. I knew I wasn't thinking clearing, especially after ignoring Luther's call. He may be my brother, but he was the alpha, and I'd went against him.I needed to find Lilly mo
The sound of utensils hitting the fine China, and the distant chatter of the house spilled down the long hallway on the first floor. I'd slipped out of the kitchen after grabbing a quick bite to eat, so I could exchange my books for new ones in the library. The moments alone in the library were my favorite. It was kind of Jason to convert the extra office to a library for me, and one he wouldn't let me forget. The thought of his fingertips against my skin brought back too many unwanted memories. Being promised to him still left a horrible taste in my mouth. Even after all these years. My time at the kingdom could have been worse, I knew that, but it wasn't what I wanted. I didn't deserve to be ripped from my family, and my life. No one did. When they took me from the woods that day, my entire life changed for the worst. Seeing the hopeless look on Emily's face as they dragged me away. It still haunted me at night.Not to mention the struggle of the two boys we met in the woods. I b
"Well now you've went and done it," Axel said, letting out a huff of air. "You just had to come inside, didn’t you?" he asked, pacing back and forth in the cell opposite of me. I sat in the corner, my elbows braced against my knees, my body humming in adrenaline and need. My wolf was hurting, burning in despairing need to get to Lilly. "Way to go, Marcus," Axel said, scoffing and tossing his hands into the air. "I was wearing him down, and then not only do you sneak inside—against your alpha's wishes—but you get caught." Shut him up, my wolf growled. "Shut up," I said. "I've thought my mate was dead for the last fifteen or so years. I couldn't stop my wolf." Which was half a lie. I likely could have stopped him, but I couldn't wait to see her. And it didn't disappoint.She looked beautiful. Her hair was much longer, and my fingertips yearned to touch her porcelain skin. "Right," he barked. "Now we're both stuck in here. Luther can't get us both out, Marcus. How could he? There a
I don't know what came over me. Maybe it was the closeness of our bodies, for such a long period of time, or the fact that his smell had my head swimming. I knew wolves talked about smelling their mates, but I didn't realize a human could as well. Thinking about laying on the futon without him made my body shiver. I hated the idea of being without him. However, I was scared of his touch. Not because I feared Marcus, but because of what Jason's touch did to me over the years. Marcus nodded slowly, dropping the water bottle in his hands into the trash can in the corner before flicking off the lights. Fear strangled me. So many times Jason had come into my room at night, when I was sleeping, and touched me however he wanted. It took tears and screaming for him, and a lie on my part, to get him to stop. He planned to deflower me when we were young, but his father told him to honor his future queen. When his father died, it was as if a switch flipped off, and he would stop at nothin
My wolf barreled through the woods, following the path I laid out for him in my mind. We were over thirty miles from the pack house, but neither of us minded the ride. Lilly clung to my fur, her fingers gripped tightly out of fear and excitement, and her thighs wrapped tightly against my sides. Everything about the night before replayed in my head like a slideshow I couldn't stop repeating. From her asking me to lay with her, and the nervous way her heartrate picked up the moment I touched her. She responded to everything I did. Her nerves were all over the place, and I knew half of it stemmed from Jason, and being brought to the lycan kingdom at such a susceptible age. A deep part of me envied Jason for seeing her grow up. The other part—the dominant part—wanted him dead. My wolf had plenty to say about the interaction, and finally finding our mate. He hadn't stopped talking about it actually. It'd become annoying at one point, and I tuned him out. I needed my right mind while spe
Marcus rounded the corner of the bedroom door, glancing briefly over his shoulder before disappearing. Jessica rambled on about finding me some clothes, while I cringed at the thought of being dressed like a Barbie doll. My thoughts wandered to what Marcus' mother was speaking to him about. Was it about Jason and the lycans? Did she know more than she originally said? "What size bra are you? 32B or 32C?" she asked, eyeing my boobs as if I weren't attached to them. A blush traveled along my face, and I hated myself for being so timid. I wanted to be the girl I once was before everything happened. When I danced around in my room with Emily— "Emily," I blurted out, not realizing I'd even spoke aloud. "He'll go after Emily."Jessica stopped her rampage of words. "What?" "Emily. My sister," I said. "Have you seen her? Jason will remember, and go find her. He'll hurt her—," I shoved past Jessica and ran into the hallway. Marcus stood with his back to me, tension rested in his wide shou
Hex fumbled around in his kitchen, pulling out whatever it was that he needed to mask our scent. His house was hot as hell, even in the autumn air, but he never seemed bothered by it. Lilly sat with her knees pressed tightly together, her palms clutching them with nerves. She jumped at any sound outside, her body language on high alert. Hex wobbled back into the living area, holding a bag of some crushed up powder. "This should do it for at least a couple of weeks. You smear it on your foreheads, and it'll take care of your scents." Hex stopped in front of Lilly. "He hasn't marked you, has he?"Unable to stop it, my wolf growled, clearly pissed at the idea of someone marking her. "No," she said quickly, shaking her head. "He planned to do it when … when we married.""You were his betrothed?" Hex asked. His wise eyes met mine, and he gave me a look that could only mean you're in for it. "That's not good news for anyone. Here." He unzipped the bag, stuck two fingers into the powder, a