HAZEL'S POVI couldn't hear what Zander and that woman were talking about, but I read her body language. She wanted my man and even though Carson explained the plan to me, I still thought it was a fucked up idea. How would Zander like it if Gerry was obsessed with me like this and I developed a scheme to pretend like we were together? That's right, Zander would blow a fucking gasket But being the good mate and wife I was, I decided to go along with their little operation. I was standing, gazing angrily at their exchange through the windscreen. I was surrounded by the others. We waited for him to execute the plan that he whipped up.He would tell her to go wait on him back at the pack mansion because he has important Alpha duties to attend to. He'd tell her that he loved her, maybe give her a little hug to seal the deal, then she'd be on her way. Then later I could fuck Zander at the stroke of midnight ringing in his birthday - but oh no, the universe had other plans. The little sl
Our kiss was so intense and steamy, I couldn't tell which was hotter, the kiss or the flames that consumed our bodies.Our tongues battled for dominance but at that moment I let him know that I was the boss. Zander submitted to me and the Goddess in me loved it. I was aware of the presence pummelling towards me. Without breaking our kiss. I raised my palm and I stopped Amy from pouncing on me. My energy stretched from my arm and tightened around the she-wolf's body.I turned my head, pulling away from the kiss. Zander followed my gaze realizing that Amy was there next to us, frozen in mid-air, clutching her neck and gasping for air. "Hazel, play nice," he sighed. "Ok." I released the hold I had on her neck and she sucked in a huge breath, still floating in the air. "Wh-what is going on - who is this Zander?" She questioned. "Amy - this is -""No Zander. I'll talk to her," I cut him off. I needed Zander to understand how women worked. You can't tell them it's over, yet you still
GERARD'S POV"Ingrid, are you sure you mixed the potion exactly as Isis said?" I asked after my nose got a whiff of the awful smell."Stop your whining and drink the thing. I have a mate to fuck. I'm trying to get pregnant again," Ingrid complained and Allen stiffened beside her."But your son is not even 3 months old.""Gerry, a fool like you won't understand. Just drink," she shoved the spoon in my mouth."Oh sweet Moon Goddess, this taste like swamp water," Percy complained."Jesus Christ! Ingrid This is awful," I coughed."It's either this or you'll walk into that assembly hall and be killed on the spot when those hunters learn you're a werewolf," Cleo added."I know Pretty girl, but why can't these potions be incorporated into fried chicken recipes or pie mixtures," I sucked my teeth."Shut up Gerry - now how do you feel?" Ingrid asked."Fine.""Allen, can you smell his wolf?" Ingrid inquired."No, I can't - it's like he's human," Allen said, surprised. "Excellent," Ingrid said.
GERARD'S POV"You've got to be fucking kidding me!" It appalled me. I couldn't believe that this was a hunter's gathering. Cages hung from the roof occupied by women dancing with snakes clad around their necks, bellies, and arms.Neon lights glimmered off the walls as a disco ball spun in the ceiling. There was a DJ at the turntable playing upbeat songs. He had on a nice suit with eyeliners and black lipstick.The guests were dancing and having a good time. It was like I was at an adult prom."Is it always this festive?" Ingrid questioned. "No, at least not the ones that I've been to before."I stood there, watching servers pour champagne into stacked glasses. A few onlookers watched in awe as the chilled beverage drizzled into the glass at the top of the tower until it overflowed, allowing the liquor to trickle down and fill the glasses sitting below.Belly dancers rushed onto the floor from behind red curtains, dressed in provocative saris showcasing their pierced navels and shimm
I jumped to my feet, I wanted to check on Ingrid. She was a priority. As soon as my hand touched the doorknob of the bathroom. A voice boomed over the microphone. "Welcome one and all." I knew that voice, I heard it so many times before it was hard to forget. "Bernard." My eyes flew to the podium. He sounded like Bernard, but he looked nothing like him.Bernard had blonde hair like Chastity, this guy had black hair with a green tint to it. He was also way too tall and bulky to be Bernard. "For those of you who don't know me, I'm Bernard Delaware, and I am here to inform you of the future we have planned for our leagues of hunters. For far too long the Supernaturals have been getting the best of us.""Yeahhhh," the crowd shouted. "They've slaughtered our brothers, fathers, sons, and friends and I promise you that this will stop today," he grinned. A fellow raised his hand and Bernard gestured for him to speak. "But how do we do that? They are stronger and faster than us.""True, bu
HIGHLORD'S POV"What do you mean they escaped? Find them!" I shouted to the guards. They both cringed at my outburst, I wanted them to know that I was angry; pissed even.Tonight didn't go according to plan. I thought the demon wolf would have accompanied Gerard. We programmed those trapped chairs, especially for him. It was his blood we needed to nourish the strength of my minions, but instead, he sent that human, Gerard Smith to come alone - well, and that witch.Which reminded me, I had to find out who she was since I didn't remember seeing her before."We sent patrols in the forest, we are waiting for word from them as we speak, Your Eminence," one of the guards answered. "This pack is smarter than any I've ever dealt with before - they'll expect us to assume they left in the woods. What about patrols on the road - did you send out any?"They lowered their heads. "No, Your Eminence - we didn't expect we would need to -""What are you still doing here then? GO!" I yelled. I felt my
"Zander, tell me everything there is to know about Amy Wormington," Hazel demanded. She was hurt that he kept secrets from her. She caught sight of the strain Zander felt from the lengths he went through to bury such information deep into his mind, hoping Hazel wouldn't pick up on it. "You deliberately hid it from me. You chose to keep this from me, Zander. But why - why would you intentionally lie to me?" Hazel paced back and forth in the small space of the RV's bedroom. She paused and stared directly into her husband's eyes. "Oh, my God! You love her - that's why you went to such lengths to hide her from me, YOU FUCKING LOVE HER!" Hazel doubled her hand into a fist and punched the wall. "FUCKKK!"Zander hurried to her side. He grabbed her palm. "Kitten, stop overreacting." He lifted her bruised knuckles to his lips, and he licked each of them - healing them with his saliva. "I love no one else but you." He released her palm then circled his hands around her waist and pulled her to h
"What are you hiding, James?" Julia asked. For the past couple of hours, she could sense his distress, something was bothering her brother-in-law. James was so taken with her question he almost swerved off the road. "Easy, are you trying to get us killed?" Julia held her chest as she settled in the chair behind him. "I thought I was the only one who sense that he is hiding something," Isis added. She was sitting in the passenger's seat. "Is it that obvious?""I'm a telepath, of course, I can tell you're hiding something from us - so you might as well tell me before I fish it from your head - I was told by a few werewolves that it hurts," Julia giggled. "I'm afraid if Hazel finds out she'll hate me.""I raised that girl and she has the biggest most forgiving heart in the world, plus she could never hate you, James. You're her hero - you know she cried every night for three years after you disappeared."James' eyes got teary. "And I didn't remember her, I couldn't," he sniffled. "Som