ROCCO The lustful savagery in my wolf is something else. In the tiny moments of clarity I manage to feel during the next few hours I can already see the scars of the heat on our bodies. Mated and branded by the looks of it. Not that I'm complaining, I'll never complain ever again if I'm honest. In casino terms, I feel like I've landed on the green zero in roulette a hundred times in a row. The second she said 'mate' and accepted the bond I've been on a supercharged high. My chest and back are clawed red raw, her breasts and neck purple from bruises, kisses and nips. Her back and shoulders are red from the carpet burns. I'm not done yet. The desire is a bottomless well. One orgasm tears through you leaving you satiated for mere seconds. Like turning up the heat on a pan of water it quickly bubbles over once more as her floral scent overwhelms me and our wolves combine again. Being knotted was the most wolf-like I've ever felt, and that's including when I
SELENE There is always the fear, deep in the back of every shifter's mind that once the heat dies down, when you can see clearly around you once more that you might look at your mate and feel regret. Regret that the person your soul and wolf is bound to forever is not the right kind of person for you. People forget that Fate doesn’t plan for everyone to have a happy ever after. Fate is not a fairy godmother granting wishes. Some people have to suffer to make the greater plans of the world move. You can’t make everyone happy. So some people, like my poor sister Pen, must be mated to the sadistic bullies of the world because Fate has a higher plan than her daily life. As I lay in the hotel bed, watching his slow and steady slumber I searched my feelings. There was no regret, even his flaws were like a spicy addition to a beloved meal. I knew my life would never be boring around him. Even with the small slash across his forehead which was already healing, probably
ROCCO As much as I thoroughly, and I mean thoroughly enjoyed my shower with Selene, my mind was sadly drifting towards the matters at hand. A constant question was burning in my mind. Was Wicknace dead? Had my plan worked or was it all for nothing? Well, not all for nothing. It brought me Selene. Even now it's still sending a thrill under my skin to think of her in those terms. The physical attraction has always been there, since day one but she’s so intelligent, sarcastic, teasing, and provoking. I always feared my mate would be a homebird, someone who wanted to stay in the pack and be a run of the mill person. Selene shines like a star wherever she goes. I’m going to be kept on my toes with her. Exactly how I like it. Hpisting her sexy ass into the shower, I can't imagine her beautiful, soft little core is feeling up to full sex, so instead I silently lead her to the tiled wall. Her brown eyes sparkle as my thigh presses her legs apart whilst
ROCCO The only favour Jimmy did give me in those two hours while we waited for Wicknace was to let me get changed. Apart from that it was a standoff where we all tried to pretend, we didn't want to just sit down and have a coffee. That might have just been me. Being held at gunpoint doesn't suddenly remove the aching pain of what Selene put me through last night. I need a massage and a nap seat. Throwing the duffel bag Jacob had fetched at me he ordered, "sort yourself out you look ridiculous. Wicknace will think I've done it to you." Thankful to remove the tuxedo jacket and smart pants I changed into the grey t-shirt and sweatpants Jacob had fetched. Even in our dangerous predicament I couldn't help shooting him a glare and gesture silently at him as I stood there in sweatpants and glossy black dress shoes. I refuse to die dressed like a complete moron. "So, does Selene know all about your past yet?" Jimmy drawled, sat on the barstool twirling the
SELENE Troy was a complete lifesaver today. Not only did he come armed with a huge suitcase of comfortable nice clothes, a spare phone, and a huge box of chocolates but he was just so happy for me. He was also happy he was right. Like the cat that got the cream he knocked on the hotel suite door and with a raised eyebrow surveyed the state of the battered doors hinges. “Kinky,” “I think…and I hardly remember but I think Rocco threw us through the door,” I laughed, covering my face with embarrassment. “Love it, it’s crazy isn’t it. I tried to tell you but there’s no way to describe it.” I nodded as I shrugged a huge cosy hooded sweatshirt and leggings on, my aching body enjoying the soft jersey materials. “It’s insane.” He sat on a chair, declining to sit on the bed with a raised eyebrow and a smirk. “So are you happy? I know how scared you were.” “I am…Rocco even waited. When the bond clicked, he came charging at me, honestly, he was so h
ROCCO I wake up from a nightmarish fever dream with a jolt. Selene was crying for me from a cage. Her blonde curls are all over the place and her eyes are shiny with tears. Sweat dripped down my body, the grey t-shirt given to me by Jacob was drenched. The scariest part of it was that it seemed to be the exact same set-up as my mother. Selene had been transplanted into my mother’s final moments, my mind torturing me under the influence of Jimmy’s combination of whatever the hell it was he’d given us. A low groan made me realise I wasn’t alone in the darkness. Clutching my temples with one hand, my other groping around in the dark. I quickly found a shoe, gingerly following that up to a large leg, thigh, then wet. Shit, warm and wet. I jumped away in horror, knocking over a pile of boxes and bottles. As the bottles of alcohol smashed around me, I realised I was in the drinks cellar and my hand was covered in blood. I staggered to my feet and traced the wall until
SELENE I silently surveyed the town square for the morning. People came and went about their business, purposely avoiding the square. They all used the side streets, I saw glimpses of feet, handbags and limbs as people used the side paths, eager to avoid seeing the specimen. Me. I cursed myself for having made the effort to drop Greg an email confirming I was okay after the shootout and asking for some personal days. Nobody is going to be looking for me, ringing the police for me. Eventually someone did approach, although it was with a fearful scuttling motion. Marie's heels clicked loudly as she and Pen made their way towards me. "Oh Selene," they both said sadly, placing their hands through the bars to caress my cheeks. "What's going on? They drugged me and I woke up here! Have you seen Rocco anywhere?" "Were waiting on…a pronouncement from Alpha Wicknace," Marie said bashfully. "Adam said it will probably all be a mistake...they only brought y
ROCCO The closer we got to Celstar the more my heart raced. My wolf was on full alert,chomping at the bit ready to shift and attack. For now I had to get us as close to the town as possible without being either arrested or stopped by one of Wicknace’ s Beta’s. It was in our favour that we came in Callum’s car, he wasn’t a known character, my red sports car would have stood out a mile and was probably under monitoring one the camera’s. Jimmy and his ego would have assumed we were done for but even so my flickered nervously towards the dashboard as the minutes ticked ever closer to noon. Finally Jacob guided us towards the woods near the back of Selene’s house. We pulled up and I rested my head against the headrest for a second and took a deep breath. “Jacob, Troy, you don’t have to do this you know. Selene is my mate but I can’t ask you to die for her as well.” Jacob swallowed deeply but said nothing, instead his eyes flitted to Troy. His face, ridiculou