“Are you ok?” Wynn asked and walked into Ami’s room at the higher council.Ami was crying into her pillow when she heard Wynn’s voice.“Hey, hey, hey. What is the matter? Is it so awful that I am your fated mate that you have to cry about it? We can just un-mate. No problem,” Wynn said and placed his hand on her shoulder. “I know you grew up knowing me as an uncle, I guess. I don’t know why I keep on ending up with you young ones,” Wynn explained, confused about it all himself.“You don’t understand,” Ami sobbed.“Then explain to me,” Wynn said.“I want to be mated to you, but you are so quick to cast the idea aside and un-mate. I always dreamt of my fated mate and not in a million years did I even think I will get a fated mate because we are the last royals of our species and the lycan’s basically took all the human royals for themselves,” Ami cried, sitting up.“I want to be your mate, but what about Eero?” Wynn questioned.“Eero left without a second thought,” Ami sobbed.Wynn wrap

Ami opened her bedroom door, out of breath. “Hi.”“Where did you disappear to?” Wynn asked, walking into her room as if it was his own.Ami shut her bedroom door. “I thought you were having a night with the boys?”“You naked is enough to make any man change their mind,” Wynn said and pulled her against his body. His lips found hers, his hand found the hem of her shift and pulled it over her head, separating their lips for a split second. With her shirt off, Wynn’s hands slipped up her bare back to remove her bra, but found that she was not wearing one. A chuckle escaped Wynn’s throat as he picked Ami up and slammed her to her bed. Wynn bit his lip, admiring her breast. ‘The perfect size,’ he thought and got onto the bed on his knees with his knees on either side of her legs, un-doing the button and zipper of her skinny jeans before pulling them off. “No underwear,” Wynn said.“I left in a hurry,” Ami said, and for some reason, she didn’t even feel shy being naked under his eyes.Wynn

Deacon rested his head against the same door that Mr. Lestat was pinning Jessica to from the other side, tears running down his at the betrayal.Jessica felt strange in her heart while Mr. Lestat was thrusting into her. No matter how hard she tried to focus on the moment and forget Deacon, she couldn’t. Mr. Lestat exploded inside of her, breathing heavily, with his forehead pressed against her. “Are you on contraception?”“Will get on that right away,” Jessica said and turned to leave the classroom when Mr. Lestat pinned her to the door, his front against her back, her front against the door. Jessica could sense Deacon on the other side and guilt swept over her.“I am not done with you, not by a long shot,” Mr. Letat said, and sucked her ear before opening the door and giving her some room to leave. Mr. Lestat did not care too much about the fact that Deacon was standing right there and positioned his clothes before grabbing his boho briefcase bag and leaving, a satisfying smile on hi

Merch, an excellent tracker, studied Michael in silence for a second. “Who did you lose to be willing to pay with Soroya? I know you took an interest in her.”“One of my wives ran off with Paris,” Michael started.A chuckle escaped Merch, as he already knew where Paris was and with whom. “Let me guess, you want your wife back? What happened to Ann?”“Ann and I are dating, and she is ok with me having multiple partners,” Michael explained.“Is she allowed to have multiple partners?” Merch questioned.“Of course not,” Michael choked.“I take it you want me to find this wife and return her to you?” Merch questioned.“Her and Paris, alive,” Michael added.“Promise,” Merch said.“I promise that if you return Paris and Katelina to me in one piece and alive that you can have Soroya,” Michael promised.“I will have them at the higher council in the vampire throne room next week this time,” Merch said with a smile on his face.Without another word, Michael sped off back to the higher council t

“Where have you been all morning?” Ami asked Wynn when he sat down next to her in class, after the break.“Deacon is gone,” Wynn whispered as his eyes fell on Ann and the dark head, looking like Jessica. “Is that Jessica?” Wynn asked.“What does it look like?” Ami chuckled.Wynn got up without a word and walked over to where Jessica was sitting and without warning grabbed her arm and pulled her up from her chair.“What the hell?” Jessica exclaimed. “Wynn?” Jessica questioned, confused.“Come with me,” Wynn said, and half-forced walked her out of the class.“What the hell?” Ann asked.“It’s fine,” Jessica said over her shoulder to Ann, not wanting Ann to follow her as she had a few questions herself.Some of the students whispered under their breath at the scene in front of them. Ami wondered if she should follow them or not but then instead decided to join Ann.“What is going on?” Ann asked Ami.“Something to do with Deacon, I guess,” Ami chose her words carefully.“They broke up,” An