Ava Chris and I turned at the sound of the woman’s voice, and I felt my heart practically stop in my chest as I saw a goddess of a woman descending the stairs. She was breathtakingly beautiful—angular, slender shoulders, long legs, silvery blonde hair cascading over one shoulder, and the biggest,
Ava The room was smokey, the scent of whiskey and cologne permeating the air. I furrowed my brow, trying to keep my expression neutral as I looked down at my cards. “I’m all in,” one of the men around the table said, pushing his poker chips to the center. “Wow,” Ophelia breathed as she fanned
“Soon,” he said. “We’ll make the rounds and say goodnight, and I’ll take you back.” “And then some of that room service for breakfast?” I asked. Chris let out a deep chuckle and pulled me close, his fingers digging possessively into my lower back. “You’ll need the energy. As if I’m letting you g
Chris The golden morning sunlight streamed in through the open balcony doors, bathing the room in a warm light. The sound of the city waking up floated through the air, and the scent of fresh baked bread wafted through the hotel hallways. But instead of waking up languidly with Ava beside me
Finally, I managed to unstick my tongue from the roof of my mouth. “She’s really gone,” I said. “No one can find her. It seems she’s fled the pack.” Ava’s eyes blew wide at my words. “Oh, Goddess,” she whispered, pressing her trembling fingers to her lips. “Oh, Goddess, this is all my fault…”
Ava The corridors of Chris’s towering office building were quiet as we strode toward his office, our footsteps echoing in the empty halls. My gaze roamed over the gleaming surfaces and out the large windows overlooking the bustling human city below—a sight that I wasn’t sure whether I would ever g
“Of course,” I said. The secretaries spent a few moments fussing over my tattoo, and then moved on to other things—like my hair, my eyes, my outfit. I couldn’t help but blush beneath their praise. “You’re so beautiful,” Maria cooed, her eyes wandering my face while Chris continued to busy himsel
Ava I felt my heart pounding as we approached the cell where Olivia had been kept beneath the Packhouse. The dark corridor smelled faintly of mildew and stale air, but I barely noticed it—my mind was racing too much to focus on anything else. We had only just arrived back to Moonstone on the fer