CalebI've had better nights. I'm still chained up in the basement and lying on the cold floor, praying the burning in my lungs will disappear. My aggression is still over the top, and my body feels like it's been set on fire. Usually, I sleep through all of this, but I can't relax. My nose is twitching, and a warning bell at the back of my head tolls to signal danger. Why? I haven't figured that out yet, but I think one of the portals in this basement opened out of its own accord. I could be wrong, but...GRAAAHHHOkay, so I'm not wrong. The roar makes every hair stand on the edge of my body, and I pull at the chains keeping me captive. I can't break them alone, but the air smells like werebear, which means trouble. I've fought with one of those bastards in my wolf form before, and I didn't exactly win the fight—I won because my pack members helped me. Werebears are giant, demonic bears with glowing eyes, and now one is on the loose inside my mansion?Fuck-fuck-fuck!I pull
LauraMy heart is beating out of rhythm, and my hands are resting on Caleb's broad shoulders. Something is different about him. He is darker and less in control of his actions. He is grunting and heaving. Every muscle is tense. I can sense this violence coming from within him, a bloodthirst. He could so easily rip me to shreds and kill me.Yet I want him, even if I'm afraid. "I'm sorry, Laura..." Caleb mutters on top of me. He is sweaty and naked and ridiculously attractive. "I can't... I can't hold back...""Sch..." I meet his eyes. "It's okay."Caleb looks at me, and I feel the shift in him. Me saying it's okay snapped his last sense of self-control. He dips his head and licks my neck. Tenderly. I shudder, and my legs spread on instinct. I suspect this might be the lycan taking control of Caleb, and I shriek when he bites my shoulder to mark me as his one and only. It hurts, but...I want this.My eyes close, and I breathe in and out, lost to the pleasure and pain slicing throu
LauraI wake up with a smile. Something cold is pressing into my shoulder, and I open one eye to stare at Caleb's lycan form. Uh, say what now?I blink repeatedly, but it seems my eyes aren't playing tricks on me. Caleb's large lycan form is taking up the entire bed, which has given up under his weight. His legs aren't even in it, and I'm nestled under his brawny arms, spread over his fuzzy chest. His nose is pressed into my shoulder, and those human-like paws are on my back, protectively holding me in place. Oh shit, does he just randomly transform in his sleep now or what?I gulp as I lift my chin to stare at him. He is lightly snoring, and I crawl further up his impossibly hard chest. He doesn't even notice I'm there, and I grab hold of his muzzle. My legs are bent and on top of his chest as he leans against the wall."Caleb?" I whisper-yell, hoping he won't take offense that I'm trying to ruin his peaceful slumber. "Caleb? Wake up, Caleb!"My heart is pounding, and I'm slight
Laura"What do you mean my lycan form isn't dangerous?!" Caleb glares at me, not quite roaring, but his voice is raised. "I've killed people who were my own pack members, Laura!""Yes, well... That is indeed terrible, but..." I swallow thickly. "I think—""You think?!" Caleb growls. "You can't go around thinking. You have to know things for certain!"Anger rises in my chest. My mate is such a grumpy fucking lycan when he wants to be!"Listen to me, will you?!" "No, I want you to listen!"Growling, I drag a chair from the kitchen table and walk over to Caleb. I climb up on it, so we are face-to-face, and then I prod my finger into his thick, stupidly sexy chest. I wet my lips. "Your lycan form has been nothing but nice to me, okay?! So stop acting like such a baby! Perhaps the key is to start accepting what and who you are!"His eyes narrow as he takes me in. "You look stupid standing on that chair. Get down before you fall down and injure yourself.""I won't fall.""That's what eve
Celina"Why are we gathering blueberries in the middle of the night?" I ask and eye the moon illuminating the forest. Kara, my sister, rolls her eyes at me. "Because we don't have damn near enough food at home? You were too chickenshit to ask Ryan for help again, and Olivia got distracted by werewolf problems."I sigh and grab a blueberry with both hands. "True...""Stacy doesn't mind carrying blueberries, though," Nicole says. "We could pack a few in the bag, and we will have enough food for tomorrow. There is no reason to argue."Nicole is my sister Kara's best friend. However, Nicole is younger than both of us, but she is loyal, or she wouldn't be out here with us. No sane fairy goes to the forest at midnight. "Yeah, but then my sister better ask Ryan for help again tomorrow," Kara shoots me a flirtatious look and winks. "Use it to get to know him better. You will kill two birds with one stone."I blush. "I'm not sure if Ryan even likes me..."Nicole smiles at me. "He might not k
Celina I'm a bundle of nerves. Ryan is showering while I'm sitting on his bed. A large TV is playing in the background, but I'm taking in his room to try and get to know my mate better. He seems orderly. A bit childish, but that's okay. Perhaps even a bit nerdy even though he is wickedly handsome, which is a pleasant surprise. I love people who aren't afraid to be themselves, and Ryan's room tells a lot about him. Everything is neatly organized, but you can tell he has a young heart based on his collection of personal things. Comic books, Pokémon figures, stuffed animals, and pokals from winning swimming competitions line up his shelf. His walls are grey, but his furniture is expensive, and weight sets are everywhere. It doesn't surprise me since Ryan's body is ridiculous. But he also has a computer with multiple screens and stuff; it seems he enjoys playing video games. "Seeing anything you like?" My eyes drift to Ryan's voice, and my IQ drops to the floor. Because now I
CelinaI'm at the supernatural market together with Ryan. A barrier keeps the supernatural market out of the human eye to keep everyone safe and happy. Which is a huge relief.There are vendors everywhere on the field outside of the mansion. Different races and species. There are so many people, and they are all selling stuff from their worlds!"Shape-shifting necklace, huh?" Ryan muses and beams at me. "You okay up there?""Yes..." I blush from where I'm sitting on his shoulder. I'm still a bit unused to the intimacy I have with him.We didn't sleep in the same bed, even though I fell asleep next to him during the horror movie. I woke up in his bed alone. But one thing is for sure; he is suspiciously sweet to me. I'm afraid of liking it too much."Oh, look!" Ryan stops by a table with many accessories, gemstones, and necklaces on display. Everything looks expensive. "We might find what you are looking for here!"An old, round witch wearing a purple dress smiles at us. "And what ar
CelinaI wish the water in the lake was lying to me, but sadly that isn't the case. Those circles underneath my eyes are real.The dry lips. Haunted expression.I shudder.The human version of me is ugly, yet I can't stop staring down at my reflection. It only gets worse the more I look.My eyes are puffy and wide, and the face that used to be perfect as a fairy is now pimply and flawed.There are no more long eyelashes framing my eyes.No more long ears. No more natural glow and beauty. I sigh heavily at my bad luck. How come my mate is so much better-looking than I am?Ryan is gorgeous, younger than me, and popular with the werewolf ladies. Why would he ever pick me? It was humiliating to face him!My lips quiver and I jump in startlement when a twig breaks."So it's here that you've been hiding from me?"I look up to the sound of Ryan's voice and find him smiling at me. Those arms of his are crossed over his beefy chest. His sandy hair is messy, shorter on the sides, and fluff