Ever since accepting Atlas as my mate, I've been learning new things about him. How unfalteringly loyal he is, and fearless in the face of danger. How he uses his words to tease and torment my body, until I'm breathless and begging for his touch. Atlas also happened to be a man of his word.I first found release with his face between my legs, his tongue making long, lavish strokes across my skin. The second time was with his hand twisted in my hair, and my face pressed into the soft pillows as he grunted and thrust into me from behind. His fingers had traveled around to the front of me, working me into another blissful orgasm.His movements and touches became rougher, and I enjoyed this side of him. The one that brought both pleasure and pain, and wielded them masterfully. His teeth scraped down my skin, nipping at me until small bites formed across my breasts. I had found my third release when his teeth scraped across my nipple. My back arched and my vision blurred as

With the High Lady's cold, furious eyes on my face, I descended the stairs. My arm was linked through Atlas's, and more than anything, I desperately hoped I remained on my two feet. The stairs were long and curved around as they descended to the ground level where the crowd awaited.Atlas and I reached the bottom at the same time as Alette and Adelina. We stood at the base of the stairs, looking out into the sea of fae that chose to attend. As soon as our feet hit the ground, I was enveloped in the rich scents and addicting sounds of the ball. Music twinkled, upbeat and joyful before becoming slow and passionate. The mouthwatering scent of fruits and roasted meats wafted in every direction. It was easy to get caught up in the allure of it all, I realized. How freeing it would be to simply let go and enjoy myself for a change.Atlas's irritation snapped me out of my stupor, and brought me back to the present where danger accompanied the beauty that lived within this wor

"So, how did you find out I became fae?" I asked Tyra, finding it more than odd that she hadn't seemed too surprised. Nicki walked back into the room with a blanket in hand, passing it over to me before she flopped down beside Tyra. I opened the blanket as best I could with Adelina sleeping on the couch beside me, and covered her with it. She made a few sounds here and there, but nothing that would indicate she was seeing future events. I turned back to Tyra as she continued speaking. "Your fae friend, Finn, got here two and a half months ago." She explained, taking a long drink of the coffee in her hands. I felt a bit guilty considering they all looked sleep deprived. "He gave Nicki and I the run-down, told us you probably were chased into the fae realm. He let us decide to tell the boys or not." "Which we clearly didn't." Nicki chimed in with a roll of her eyes, "Dustin obviously has a thing for you, considering he's been frantically searching for you for t

"So, the Fae realm really is dying?" Nicki asked quietly. Surprisingly enough, her question was directed towards Adelina.She rubbed at her eyes and peered at the werewolves around her. I knew how she felt without asking, that uneasy sensation from being in an entirely different world. I could see the affect she had on everyone else, especially Michelle. Fae were inherently beautiful, but fae children resembled the greatest works from artists in both realms. They had the glowing skin, shimmering eyes, and pointed ears of the High Fae, but also the youthful innocence that allowed them to see the world differently."The source of our magic is deep within the earth. Lately, it's been growing weak. No matter how many pathways I see, I can't figure out how this all began; why it started fading in the first place." Adelina sighed, looking more exhausted than she had before she fell asleep."There's a connection between this realm and the fae realm. Some of the Fae wan

As we all walked around the southern perimeter of the pack, warriors in their wolf forms stepped forwards. Fur coated heads and snouts emerged from the brush, with intelligent eyes that noticed and tracked our differences. Many were bold, stepping forwards to greet their Alpha. Others sensed the change before they truly saw it, their ears twitching and turning.  Surprise rippled across their faces, one by one as they realized what their Alpha and Luna had become. Even with the shock and dismay, the power here was clear. There was no mistaking the power that radiated from Atlas was not solely do to his fae heritage. The power and strength of an Alpha ran through his blood; fire and ice as they mixed and transformed into something new.