Karen She heard him whisper her name from behind, his breath hovering over her eardrums, making her shiver in reaction, in anticipation of his touch. His gray-black hair fell over her shoulders as he hugged her from behind and held her tightly against his strong chest. She was transfixed as his long, elegant hands came down from their place on her shoulders and cupped her very full breasts. She gasped as the fire in him licked hotter. Her head fell back on his broad chest, gasping as his grip tightened and softened rhythmically, her nipples felt so hard but he wasn't touching them and it was driving her so crazy! She moaned his name while she arched her back to blatantly offer herself to him as her need grew within her. His warm tongue traced her collar bone before she felt a sweet relief when he moved to pinch and pull her nipple. The pleasure flowed straight to her pussy as she melted into him. Her mind was flooded with sensations with no thought of stopping it. She would surely
Xavier She blushed at the deep, dark sound of his voice as the memories of last night flooded back into her mind and turned her face away from the window, refusing to look at his reflection in the mirror. "Yeah," Karen could only mumble from her suddenly dry throat. Swallowing, she forced herself to continue. "I'd like you to leave." There, she had said it. Karen couldn't think clearly when she was around him. His presence demanded too much of her attention. He simply asked, "Why?" His eyes were fixed on her back and her shining hair, but he was still confused by her attitude towards him. When she remained silent, Xavier continued, "I can feel some of your aura and wolf energy, but it is still weak. It is time for us to bond." He was very proud and happy to feel the progress of their efforts. Soon, he would be able to have her as his mate and have strong pups in the future. His body hardened at the thought of how he would take her with his child. But why didn't she look at him n
Maya She froze. Her mind was completely blank, except for one word that echoed endlessly. Daughter? Then the man leaned back, and she was able to tilt her head up to stare into his amber eyes, which looked exactly like Elena's. His eyes were misty, as if he was trying to hold back tears. The situation had become uncontrollable, so Maya was unable to react to the fact that a man was so familiar to her. "I was so worried. Where have you been? And you're hurt! What happened?" the man asked her. "Uh..." She didn't know how to answer him, her mind was still blank. Then she saw Xavier appear over the man's left shoulder and her mind went back to work. Xavier... that meant Karen was here somewhere. "It looks like your daughter has arrived. A room is being prepared for her, and healers will be treating her wounds," Xavier spoke in a distant voice, seemingly unmoved by the drama unfolding before him. She thought quickly. They clearly thought she was the man's daughter, and from the yell
Chase The Alpha of the Bloodmoon Pack, Chase Goldstein, was alone in his room, not wanting the company of a servant when he had so much on his mind. He felt an overwhelming need to see his daughter again, to make sure she was safe. He knew he was overprotective, and although he had rarely given in to his protective tendencies since Elena had grown up, he was currently finding it difficult to respect her boundaries and still sit quietly in his guest room. Elena's attitude toward him had always been cavalier, probably because he had spoiled her as a child, so he was a little puzzled by her reaction when she appeared out of nowhere when he and Xavier were almost looking for her. She let him hug her pamperingly. Could it be that she was heartbroken over the fact that she was not the winner of Xavier's competition to be his mate? Maybe her encounter with the hybrid was worse than he had feared? He wanted to make sure his daughter was okay. Though out of character for her, her actions m
Karen She was wearing a yellow tanktop under a much more elaborate and stunning dark blue outer dress with light blue swirls adorning the fabric, at Helga's insistence, even though she felt more comfortable in her pajamas. She had always admired the beautiful dresses and the flowing fabrics, but these were not the clothes she wore on a daily basis, and even when she was in the territory of the pack, she wore her own clothes. Even if she were to wear a medieval style of clothing for the time being, it would not be an elaborate style worn by her, but as a traveling woman, a warrior in battle. When her eyes fell on Xavier Westwood's masculine beauty, she almost wished to wear clothes that matched his outfit, just to look beautiful in his eyes. But the idea was ridiculous. What difference did it make what he thought of her? Normally, it would only be to fit in better as a guest on his pack's territory and not to embarrass him. Since when did she care about such things? The way Xavier
Karen Her chin was caught in the grip of a strong hand while her lips were gripped by his powerful mouth. She was frozen in front of him. Her eyes were wide open even as he closed his own. He didn't press further, just planted a warm, chaste kiss on her lips until she calmed down a few seconds later before she felt his tongue licking her lips. She refused to open up to him, but she resisted no longer. It was all she could do to resist the attraction she felt for the Alpha of the Westwood Pack, even as her body melted against his as he held her close to his chest. She knew he could force her to open her mouth if he wanted to, but he didn't. This embrace was different from the others, restrained, but no less passionate. Was he trying to comfort her? Or maybe to show her that he was going to try to fuck her with more than just lust? She was confused, but she gave in and returned his kisses, wrapping her arms around his neck and opening her mouth to his. His hands were on her back, ma
Carolina The sun began to rise into the blue sky, chasing away the darkness once again with its bright rays. Birds began to chirp as they awoke, the forest came alive as the fears of the night were erased by the new day. Fears laid to rest for another night as the predators of the night fell into a deep slumber until the darkness called them to rise again. The animals may not have been too afraid on this bright morning, but a dark brown haired girl looked out of the window of a small, uninhabited old house, unfazed by the promise of a new day, for even in the light, darkness remained. Pale, long fingers smoothed her silky hair, the tips touching soft ears that twitched at the light touch, while her brown eyes watched the sunrise. Her mind was in turmoil, as it had always been. His head rested on her lap, her legs tucked underneath him, while she stroked her lover's hair almost absentmindedly. No, it wasn't. That wasn't true at all. Not anymore. Rylan was neither hers nor her love,
Selene Mike, please don't die because of me. She pleaded silently, sitting vigilantly on his stomach as he slept soundly. They were at the pack house of the Moonlit Grove after Joshua had dropped them off safely at the Moonlit Grove. It was hard to trust the man with his friends' lives, but Mike would die without his help. It was even harder when Joshua led them to a small stream and gave no warning as he jumped into the cold river. She was afraid that she had made a big mistake and now they were all going to die if she didn't get them out of there, but somehow they were able to leap into the air a few seconds later. Apparently, the wolf was able to carry herself and the others from one body of water to another. They made it to the Moonlit Grove Pack in a short time, less than fifteen minutes, and the older healer named Rose was trying to pour a potion down the feverish Mike's throat. The older healer had warned that the poison might have spread too far throughout his body, but S