My eyes shot from her collarbone to her eyes when she murmured those words. "Take me to bed," that breathy voice of hers, making every one of my nerves stand to attention. It wasn't even a request, a demand, and it was fucking sexy. Viktor growled with excitement deep within, already working overtime filling my imagination with how incredible her pale skin would look in the moonlight and whether I could tease rainbows into irises once more. I licked my lips, still gazing at her silently. She shifted on my lap, opening her legs a little more and that musky yet sweet scent of her arousal meant I was done for. Her hand was twisting a bit of my hair at the back. How did she always know the little things that drove me wild? That intoxicating burnt caramel scent of hers, that I now knew extended down to her core, infused with her juices that I'd devoured earlier today. Every heartbeat made my dick stiffer, I knew she could feel it through my shorts as she

I couldn't keep asking Kyra to keep tabs on Azalea, especially when she had no idea why I wanted her to stay by her side. The past twenty-four hours had seen nothing suspicious. Alpha Francis was every bit the good guest, polite and staying mainly in his suite according to Beta Jackson.But Azalea...my skin had crawled at the idea of playing nice with someone I despised but I knew I had nothing to gain by losing my cool just yet. Everything still hung in the air and the tension made me sick to my stomach. I nervously scrunched my huge curls whilst Kyra chatted away to me."Of course Helena, I mean I'm not against being pampered and preened all day to help you," she had said, so immediately trusting and kind. She was a true friend, I made yet another mental note to not lose touch with her. All the recent drama had swamped my ability to be a decent friend. She had Calvin but I had no idea what she wanted for them, did she want to leave Silver City eventually, start a fam

Lucien completely ignored Alexander, instead he climbed out of the ditch, pulling me up with his hand to stand beside him. Silently he looked him up and down in a stand-off. Alpha Alexander was not for moving though and I could feel the force of his anger attempting to cow Gitte into submission as one of his pack members.“I will ask again, exactly what the fuck is the escaped prisoner and the assassin meant to kill me doing hiding in the woods, exactly where I am passing.”Lucien breathed in deeply, he was taller and broader than Alexander, though both were hugely muscular men I didn’t doubt that Lucien would hold the edge in a physical battle. This couldn’t happen though, just because both men had ego’s and some weird unresolved tension didn’t mean it had to end in violence.“We were actually coming back to assist, seeing as we just saw one of your closest Beta’s sprinting away from you I would suggest that you n

It looked like a battle between good and evil from our standpoint between the pine trees, Alpha Francis clad entirely in black versus Alexander in his crisp white shirt. It seemed the assassin, or rather Lucien as it appeared he was called, had been observing, not getting involved. I couldn’t help but stare at his scars, though they appeared less raw than the last time I saw him. “What’s happening?” I hissed at him, noticing he had his arm wrapped around Bella protectively the instant we crouched down alongside him. Definitely an interesting road trip for those two Fyre mused, finding their shared connection sweet in a strange way. Like poppies from a battlefield. “There’s a lot of talk about you,” he said flatly, and irritatingly vague. My head spun back to the action at hand as voices raised again. “Just tell me, Francis, what are you expecting to get out of this? You know you are going to be hung on the east wall for this kind of treason. Are you planning

The disgustingly warm coating that followed told me I had won this battle. I fought myself back up onto four paws, dropping the mangled carcass of Francis to the ground as he bled out. Looking up to the top of the ravine I searched for Bella, I shifted back into human form to give myself a better view. I grabbed Francis’ abandoned cloak and wrapped it around my waist as I returned to see the statue of Alexander. It wasn't great. Even from a distance the amount of blood and his pale skin made me winced. As I closed in on him, my bare feet crunching the leaves, Helena was knelt on the ground cradling his head weeping. As she saw me approach, standing over his bleeding, naked body she screamed and was quickly wrapped into the arms of a wide-eyed massive giant of a Beta guard as she fought against collapsing herself. I had forgotten I was covered from my pecs to my shins in Alpha Francis's blood. Bad move. "Hel…" the gargled croak of Alexander managed to