SallyWhen I come out of the shower, guess who I see standing on the balcony? Ryan. That’s who. His large hands are pressed to the window, and he is giving me his puppy-eye look that shouldn’t work on me, but it does!I will give birth to our pup in less than two weeks. I’m heavily pregnant. Moody. Emotional—I even have acne problems due to my hormones, and I’m just...I feel ugly and unloved! Where has Ryan been for this entire month?!“I hate you!” I yell at the window, knowing the man can hear me loud and clear. He immediately backs up with a guilty expression, but I have more ammunition. “Where the hell have you been?!” Just that question breaks my voice. “I thought you loved me, Ryan. I thought you wanted us to become a family, and then you just...abandoned me! And do you want to know the worst part? Your brother, fucking Ashton, has been there for me in your place!”Ryan looks like he is about to say something but stops when I slip on the floor due to my wet feet. He moves as fas
SallyAfter brushing my hair and putting on clothes, I glance down at the floor and snort in amusement when I see Ryan in his black cat form.“Seriously?” I ask.“Meow...” He affectionately strokes himself against my leg, and I shake my head.“I really don’t think this is a good idea. You should just stay here and let me eat breakfast with the others.”“MEOW!”My eyes narrow. “Did you just speak back to me?”Ryan purrs in response and runs for the door, clearly not intending to let me eat breakfast alone. Not that I would be alone. Lydia lives in Ashton’s mansion now, and so does Lara—I hang out with them both every morning.And no, I’m not suspicious of Lara anymore. She told me Ashton never forced her to be my friend, and I trust her. We get along too well for her friendship to be an act.As for Lydia...she hasn’t been herself lately. She is in a dark place, but I can’t blame her. She lost her sister, and none of her family members are alive. That girl is living a rough life, which
RyanI’m grateful when Blair leaves the kitchen. I’ve never liked that woman. She is a psychopath, and I’m ready to shit-talk with Sally, but pause when I notice her getting up from her seat—only to sit down beside Ashton.At first, jealousy churns within me, but I can’t get mad. Ashton looks too broken, too ready to fall apart for me to turn him into my enemy. Yet my heart still falls to my stomach when Sally places her hand over his.“She could be lying,” Sally says. “Gwyneth could still be yours, Ashton.”He meets her eyes, and I will be damned, my brother of an Alpha sobs, and Sally hugs - fucking hugs - him.Holy shit. When did they get so close?! I stare at Ashton and Sally, my eyes glued to the scene, until I feel a light tap on my shoulder. It’s Lydia, Sally’s red-haired tiny friend.“Maybe we should leave them alone?” she suggests in a whisper. “Lara and I could need your help in the garden. We are going to be planting a few new trees.”Without responding, I cast a glance in
RyanAfter Fraser is done with my hair, I look like a completely different person. My unruly locks have been expertly trimmed and styled, giving me a sleek look that somehow accentuates my strong jawline. Fraser’s deft fingers have worked out some magic as my hair now falls perfectly on my forehead, enhancing my blue eyes.“Who would think you’ve got such lovely hair under all that mess,” Fraser winks at me in the mirror, shameless, even though he knows I’m in love with a woman. “Now, for the clothes...”“Next stop, wardrobe!” Lydia declares triumphantly as she leads me to another room filled with racks of clothes. Lara follows suit, a cheeky grin plastered across her face.“You look hot,” she whispers.My eyes narrow. “I’m taken.”“I know, but if she breaks your heart, you know where to find me, hottie,” Lara winks at me, and I’m forced to look away to hide my laughter. This girl is insane...In the wardrobe room, a man named Julian waits patiently, measuring tape draped around his n
Ryan“They are still chasing us!” Lydia taps on the inside of my paw to get my attention. We are soaring through the sky, but I’m having trouble keeping us in the air. Shape-shifting into other forms other than my wolf form requires magic, and since I haven’t fed in an entire month, I’m exhausted.I might not make it back to Ashton’s mansion. Truthfully, I don’t have the strength. The only thing that keeps me fighting and pushing through my raging headache is the fact that I don’t want Lara and Lydia to die.But I can no longer fly.A screech leaves my mouth, and before I land on the ground, I throw the girls up in the air. They scream at the top of their lungs until they land with a small thump on my back, clutching my scales as if their lives depended on it.“What are you doing?!” Lara is hysterical. “The vampires will catch up to us!”Doesn’t she think I know that already? I throw a glance behind me and growl when I see the vampires closing in on us. They are ready to attack, but s
SallyI observe Ryan’s motionless figure from the doorway, taking in his peaceful appearance. He looks so sweet. But I know that beneath his calm exterior, he is in agony. I can sense his pain through our mate bond. He needs blood, and I know it’s my responsibility to provide it for him, even if things are tense between us at the moment.A hand lands on my shoulder, and I whirl around to look down at Lydia. “Please don’t be mad at him,” her eyes dart to Ryan and then back to mine. “I know that he left you for an entire month, but...I think he made that decision only because he thought it was right.”“Agreed,” Lara says. She is leaning her back against the wall and shoots me a grin. “I hate to say it, Sally, but that man deeply loves you.”I frown. “If Ryan loved me, he wouldn’t have left me.”She laughs and shakes her head. “You’re so oblivious that it isn’t even funny anymore...”“I’m not oblivious,” I growl. “And what makes you so sure that he loves me?!”Lydia and Lara exchange a l
SallyFear that mirrors my own passes over Ryan’s face, and I hear him inhale. There is so much pain behind that sound, so much emotion in his eyes that it breaks me further.“You’re not dying, are you?” he asks in a low voice, scanning my face as though I’ve suddenly developed a deadly disease.It makes my smile grow. “No, I’m not dying,” I whisper, touching his pretty face. It’s a painful realization that it won’t change for years while my face will. I will growl old. I will develop wrinkles. I will die.Ryan wet his lips. “Then why are you telling me this?”“Because it’s an important conversation to have.”“It’s a painful one, too...” Ryan mutters.“I know,” I whisper, stroking the pad of my thumb over his cheekbones. “To live forever and never changing...I wonder if that’s a curse or a blessing?”“A curse,” Ryan answers without hesitation and leans in close enough so that we are nose-to-nose, forehead-to-forehead. His breath is hot on my skin. “I would rather die with you tomorrow
SallyMy neck stings a little when Ryan bites me, but his toxins soon wash the pain away. It feels...wonderful. I go entirely limp, breathing slowly while he drinks from me to regain his strength.After feeding, he kisses the spot and whispers, “I really needed that. Thank you.”I grin and scoot closer, snuggling into his chest. He smells just like my favorite shower gel, making me giggle. “You smell just like me. I wonder why?” I tease playfully.Ryan sighs. “I know! But it was the only option I had. You didn’t have any manlier options in your bathroom.”Another giggle slips out from my lips. “You’re so silly...”Ryan cuddles me back and kisses me on the top of my head. Everything feels fantastic...until I hear someone running up the stairs.“Sally?!”My eyes widen. “M-mom?!”The door to my room is opened without my mom bothering to give it a knock. I haven’t seen her or my dad in years, and I gape like a goldfish when they pause in the doorway.I don’t know who looks more shocked. M