A rumble in the walls stirred Lillian out of her trance. She stared at the ceiling, wondering if it would break from the activity above her. She instantly regretted the decision to have her room below Mason's. Ever since he returned with Xenia, they have been fucking non-stop, with only small intermissions in between. Lillian grabbed something close to her and threw it at the ceiling before returning to the smoky, floor-length mirror. She grabbed the edges, willing Melania to show soon, and just like that, she did. Melania was lying in a field of flowers and only opened her eyes when the image of her filled the mirror. "Why are you calling me," Melania asked with a hint of irritation. "Every time you do, it costs me, Lillian." Lillian flinched at the tone in Melania's voice before pointing to the ceiling. Melania looked around and didn't see anything, so she listened and could hear the faint noises of sex. "What the hell kind of porno shit you're bringing me, Lillian?" "It's bee
Jane looked in the mirror at the bags under her eyes and the bruises that were slowly healing. She walked carefully to the closet to find a scarf to cover the bruises around her neck. Rick was still asleep, and she didn't want to wake him. Drake was long gone by now, so she had no defense. She was only human, after all, and not a strong one. She wasn't like Xenia, but maybe there was something she could do for herself. Something that could give her some sense of freedom. Starting right now. Jane scurried along to the kitchen and stopped before entering. She could hear Lacey and Frieda talking inside. She didn't want to spy on them, but she knew if she wanted information, they didn't trust her enough to tell her. She leaned ever so slightly on the cracked door. "I can't believe Luna would attack Celia like that," Frieda said. "Lillian I get, but innocent Celia. It makes no sense." "Yeah. I guess so." Lacey's voice sounded distant, Jane peeked through the door to see Lacey lazily sti
Rodin roared loudly, allowing his seed to fill Nova as she jerked against his body, finding her own release. Her body fell forward, but Rodin groped her breasts, pulling her back against him. He slowly lowered them both to the bed while pushing himself deeper into her. He wanted to make sure every fucking ounce of him stayed inside her so his scent could seep through her pores and everyone could smell him on her. After a minute, he laid to the side, pulling her close and feeling just how perfectly she fit in his arms. Their breathing was still erratic, in sync with their all-night lovemaking. No, more like fuckfest. Rodin smiled. The trek back to the packhouse took them a while since every few hundred feet, Nova's heat took over, causing them to stop and fuck enough to keep it at bay. When they finally returned to the packhouse, they showered and went another round before heading to bed. Rodin came so many times he became dizzy from his pleasure, but there was no way he was going
"I…brought you breakfast," Celia said in a voice so soft, it made Lillian shiver. Lillian stepped aside as Celia walked and placed the food on the nightstand. Celia stepped to the side and bowed her head to the floor. "If there isn't anything else, I will take my leave," Celia said, walking past Lillian.Lillian blocked the way with her arm. She moved Celia back into the room while closing her door. "Are you sure that's all you have for me, mate?" Celia stopped her movements and looked up at Lillian. Lillian smiled, knowing simple things like this pleased her little mate. It was pathetic, but Lillian would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy it, too. She could practically feel Celia's heartbeat racing as she walked by. She brushed her fingers across Celia before going over to the plate of food. Lillian plucked a piece of meat off the plate before turning to her mate. Celia hadn't moved from her spot, facing the door. Lillian moved behind her, caressing Celia's arms before curlin
Jane listened on the other end of the door for a response. When she heard none, she knocked again, and still nothing. She bit her lower lip, wondering if the room was really empty. Maybe he just doesn't want to answer, so I'll return later. Jane thought, turning to walk away, but she stopped. Maybe it really is empty, and this is my only chance to redeem myself. Jane took a deep breath and turned back towards the door. She checked the halls to make sure they were clear before sliding her hand across the door's lock. It only responded to the Alpha and Luna of the pack whenever the office was empty, but she knew the way around it. Thanks to Rick. He would talk about sneaking up here just to sit in the Alpha's chair when everyone was gone. He told her it made him feel powerful and safe. She laughed at how stupid that sounded. Rick was nothing but a coward in her eyes and the farthest thing from safe. Jane felt around the edge until she came across a dip on the back panel. She had t
Xenia stretched across the bed with a smile spreading across her face. Everything felt wonderful against her skin and that scent. The heady floral and citrusy scent surrounded her like a sweet and warm caress. It was something she wasn’t used to. She opened her eyes while moving across the bed, searching for something…or someone. Then she suddenly stopped.Everything that had happened last night came flooding back. Mason. Her body seemed to remember every touch of his hands, mouth, fingers, and other things. Xenia shook her head and jumped out the bed as if it was on fire. The movement was faster than she expected. She grabbed the bedpost to steady herself before looking around the room. She was alone, and for that she was grateful. She didn’t know how to act around Mason after last night, and hell, even early this morning. It was then she noticed how naked and sticky she was. She gagged a bit before going to the bathroom. She quickly bathed herself, starting slow at first. The soren
Mason threw everything on the mantle on the floor before gripping the edge. The thoughts of Xenia flooded his mind, and Rodin was no help. Mason didn't want to think of her. Every thought felt like a betrayal to Melania. It wasn't just the thoughts of Xenia driving him crazy but everything else that came with it. Their plan to bring Melania back was being questioned in his mind. Sacrificing Xenia was the only way to go, and he came to terms with that long ago. However, just the thought of something terrible happening to Xenia tightened his chest. He didn't want to hurt her, but at the same time, he wanted Melania back. Before, there was no complication, but after last night and this morning, Xenia has imprinted herself in his mind. His…heart? "Dammit!" He yelled, banging his fist into the wall, creating a fist-like hole. He ran his shaking hands over his head. "I need to calm down. It's just the bond talking. Get it together Mason." He took a deep breath and went over what needed
The sound of church bells rang in the distance, signifying the moon had reached the highest point in the sky. Occasionally, thunder rumbled in the distance, foretelling the coming storm, but that didn't bother Mason. He had to be here and see this through at her request. Mason stood with his brother, Micah, while the Elder Werewolves members stood in the Nexus' center a few feet away. The Nexus was a sacred ground for the Moon Goddess's worshippers. The gravel aisle led up to a raised circular concrete stage, and in the middle of the circle, chained to a metal spike, was Melania. Behind her were four others kneeling on the ground, weeping about their current predicament. Although she had been a prisoner for months, she looked pristine, untouched by the filth surrounding her in the dungeons. Her clothes looked newly pressed, her hair brushed into smooth waves draping over her shoulders, and her face glimmered as if she was dusted by starlight. At least it looked that way to Mason, w