This was crazy. Right? Sure, there’s always been folk stories about ancient wolf spirits and how they started different packs. And the Darkness and Light is just another of those. But given I have the mark on my neck and keep seeing them in my dreams, they’re more real than any mere legend.  And beyond the legend that the book told us, his Nonna Katrina left a prophecy for him to find. I can’t say why she wouldn’t have told him herself, but I can imagine many reasons would have prevented her from doing so. My mind was still reeling from that prophecy. It’s not just about Alec but me too. If he’s Darkness, then I’m Light. I didn’t even get to wrap my mind around that before my heat hit. My mind was clouded by the heat that I vaguely remember hearing Persephone and André. I didn’t care. All I knew was I needed Alec. I needed relief from the overwhelming flames that filled my body. Emilia was more than happy to take more control when our mate carried us to

I should be paying more attention to dinner and the conversations, but I keep looking to the forest. I’m afraid that I will see Iganzio out there watching me. ‘He isn’t out there. He will never be out there. Our mate won’t let him get near us.’ Emilia assured me.  That should be enough. I should feel safe sitting here with Alec at my side. He did talk to the crone about finding out how Ignazio could spy on me. ‘He’s not out there, kitten. You’re safe, and we will keep you that way.’ Chesed’s voice swirled around in my mind.  Strange to have him offering me comfort. But I suppose for Chesed, it’s a matter of protecting what he deems as his over comforting me. Under the table, I felt the warmth of Alec’s hand on my leg, pushing the hem of my dress up just a little. Alec was using the bond, comforting me with his touch.  My nerves calmed just in enough time to focus on the conversation as my sister called us out for mating in the study. Did she ac

***Warning this chapter contains content of a graphic nature featuring inhumane actions.**** **** **** **** **** **** My right leg won’t stop shaking, my hands too. Where is Melania? She was supposed to be here an hour ago. I need more of that potion. I can’t think clearly without it. And that bitch knows it. She’s doing this on purpose.  If it weren’t because she’s the only one that can brew it, I would kill her. “What’s taking her so long!?” I snarled. Slamming my fist into the arm of my chair, startling the slave girl kneeling in front of me servicing me. I glared at her tear-stained face as she scrambled back, her job unfinished.  I’d called her in here to give me a blow job, thinking maybe it would take some of the edge off while I waited. But she couldn’t even do that right. She’s from the Nebrodi pack, one of the bitches we captured. She’s not ugly, with supple breasts, mossy green eyes, and thi

I should have felt relieved that this attack against the coven failed. And I am. Ignazio knew about the coven, and that he made it a point to go for the first is worrying. Whoever this witch is working with him, I can only assume she’s someone who defected from the coven. But who? Not like Chiara keeps me informed of her coven members beyond if they need more houses built or extra resources. So I honestly don’t even know how large the coven is. That’s going to change in the morning. Because if this gut feeling I have is correct and Ignazio is getting aid from a coven defector, any insider information he’s being fed is on Chiara’s head.Even the exhaustion from sex and the calming affect of having Crista is my arms didn’t quell my worries. These worries swirled in my mind making sleep hard to find. Thankfully she slept peacefully. I know she and her sisters think this is their fault. I felt it when Andr

I’m not sure I will be able to take a week of this heat. I’m only on the second day, and it’s driving me insane. Every time it starts to flare up, I lose all sense.For example, making out with Alec at the kitchen table. Not something I would have done otherwise. I’m more respectful to other people than that.‘I would have. Heat or not, I’m all for making out with and then some with our mate anywhere the mood strikes. This is our home, so we should be able to do whatever we like wherever we like.’ Emilia snorted. I rolled my eyes as I stripped and stepped into the cool water of the shower.I really hope a cold shower can help cool me down. This is getting ridiculous. ‘No ridiculous is taking a cold shower when we know the best method to alleviate heat is our mate between our legs.’ Emilia sighed. I’d roll my eyes, but she’s right, and as if knowing we were talking about him, or maybe