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Mason Kaden’s grim announcement brings an abrupt end to our conversation. “Show us.” The Alphas say, already pushing Kaden toward the door. My almost-but-not-quite revelation is completely forgotten as they rush back to the scene, hoping to preserve any evidence left behind. I don’t hold out much hope that they’ll find anything useful, but that’s okay. My information will keep. But just because the Alphas aren’t here to hear it doesn’t mean I’m going to keep it to myself. Ellie needs to know what I know and she needs to know now. And I want both those fuckers mascarading as her mates to be there when she learns the truth. “Aspen and I are going to see if we can help at the scene.” Asher says, trying to nudge his brother toward the door. “Why?” Everyone turns my way wearing matching confused expressions. So I elaborate. “Why are you so anxious to help investigate deaths in a pack you’re just visiting? I mean, it’s not like you have anything to gain, right?” The taunt i
*Trigger Warning: Reference To Self-Harm Elena “I realize there’s some shit going down right now and we probably need to stick around until your dad’s return. That’s fine. But your sexy ass is in my bed tonight.” Asher rumbles in my ear when he realizes I’ve forgiven him for keeping secrets. “Not fucking happening.” Mason growls but I ignore him. “Oh yeah? And where exactly would that bed be? I thought you were staying with your dad and I think we’ve established he’s not my biggest fan.” I remind him. “I said it’s not fucking happening. Wait! What?” Mason’s anger shifts from me to Michael West when my words sink in, like he’s president of my fan club and the twins’ dad is his next conquest. “Why doesn’t he like Ellie?” “Our dad doesn't like anybody.” Aspen blows him off then answers me. “There’s a small cottage on my dad’s property. We’re staying there. You won’t ever have to see him.” “What’s this ‘we’ shit, Asp?” Asher shoves his brother ‘s shoulder playfully. “I said
Elena I end up giving Mason some half-baked excuse about poor timing when he asks why I haven’t rejected him. He knows it’s bullshit but he has the good grace not to call me on it, sensing I’ve had enough turmoil for one day. But I know I’ll have to face the truth eventually. I just need more time to figure out what the truth actually is. I’m not ready to have that conversation with Mason because I’m scared to even have it with myself. If I’m being completely honest, I think some small part of me never gave up on the idea that he would come back for me. Down in the darkest depths of my soul, there’s a tiny flicker of hope that never burned out, that burns still. For him. And what’s worse? I think he knows it. I see it in the way he looks at me sometimes, studies me like he can see right past my steely façade. He felt the bond we shared long before we were mates as deeply as I did so it only makes sense he would know what I’m feeling now. It’s just so fucking unfair! I still wan
Aspen Asher and I look like a couple of idiots, rushing around our cottage trying to tidy up before our girl gets here. I’m fucking stoked to have her in our space, to fill it with her scent, to have her in our bed. I know Asher feels the same, even if he is still brooding. I knew Mason hanging around would be a problem for him. Even if he knows the truth like I do, that she belongs with him too. He won’t admit it to himself. Not until he has to. We always knew we’d share a mate between the two of us, but adding a fourth into the mix never crossed either of our minds. I’ll admit it threw me for a loop when I first realized they were really mates, just like Mason claimed. But I’ve already figured out what Asher hasn’t, that she’ll never be complete without him. And I’m willing to do anything to make sure she's happy. It doesn’t hurt that Mason is hot as fuck! And I can feel there is something between us. If he never wants to act on it, though, that’s okay. As long as he and Ash
Asher “Liars! You’re fucking liars!” Elena is crazy with rage as she comes at us. She’s punching and kicking, her limbs swinging wildly as she takes her fury out on us. Neither Aspen nor I defend ourselves, both knowing we deserve her anger in all its forms and more. Even so, Mason pulls her off of us, her feet still kicking as he drags her away. Frankly, I’m surprised he bothered. “You said we were mates and I believed you! How could you fucking lie to me? How could you?” Her shouts turn to choking sobs and it feels like my heart is being torn from my chest to see my strong mate crumble. “I can forgive a lot of things but hurting my mate isn’t one of them!” Mason growls, “I could give a shit what she thinks of you but right now, she’s questioning herself for trusting you and I can’t have that. You fucking fix it or I’ll make sure you don’t live to hurt her again!” Elena’s face is buried in his chest, his huge hand stroking her hair softly despite the violence in his words.
Mason “Where the fuck do you think you’re going, asshole?” Asher barks at me when I start to head inside. “She asked for time and you’re going to give it to her just like we are.” “Of course I am!” I spit back. “I would do anything for that woman! Even if she asked me to cut my own heart out and lay it at her feet. But in case you missed it, the Alphas’ daughter was just openly attacked on their pack land. I think that’s something they need to know and they happen to live here. So back the fuck off!” “We’re coming with you then! She’s just as much our responsibility as she is yours.” He insists, starting to follow me inside. I spin on the spot shoving the palm of my hand into his chest and knocking him back. The fucker just won’t quit! I know Ellie wouldn’t want me to hurt him but I’m all out of fucks to give. I’ll only warn him one more time. “I said, Back.The.Fuck.Off! I’m going to have a conversation with the Alphas and unless you want to tell them all about your connecti
Elena My heart stutters at the way Mason cradles me in his arms so tenderly as he carries me up the backstairs to my room. His nostrils flare as my arousal spikes, a result of imagining myself running my tongue over every dip and ridge of his muscular physique. I squirm in his arms, pressing my pussy against his very imposing bulge. “Little one!” He growls a warning but the way he grips my ass, pulling me down hard against his rock solid length, tells me all I need to know. “Hurry please! I need you!” I mumble against his throat, my nose buried in his neck, soaking up his intoxicating whiskey scent. He growls again, but this time it’s in approval. I lick a stripe from his shoulder to his jaw before nipping at his earlobe and whispering how much I need his big fat cock inside me. I don’t know what’s gotten into me. I’m not in heat, but the desperate ache in my core feels pretty damn close. The bedroom door slams against the wall when Mason kicks it open, unwilling to take
Elena I have no idea what time it is when I finally wake the next day, Mason’s semi-hard cock still sheathed snugly inside me. For someone who claims to have been a virgin before last night, he seemed to know my body better than I do. And he was insatiable, intent on trying everything his very vivid imagination could conjure, all in one night. At one point I’d drifted off only to be roused awake by his face buried between my thighs, his silky tongue sliding between my folds while he moaned like I was his favorite meal. When I threaded my fingers through his hair and let out a breathy sigh, he looked up at me with a wolfish grin, pure male pride written all over his face. Not that I'm complaining. It’s my new favorite way to wake up. But now I have to return to reality and the truth is, I have no idea what the fuck I’m going to do. Mason is my Goddess-given mate, there’s no denying that. But Asher and Aspen might be too. I asked them all for space then practically begged Mason to