Andrei I sit right up in a bolt, jolting awake, trying to remember what’s going on around me. The sudden movement made me twist my torso, forgetting that I’m badly wounded. “Ouch! Fuck!” That dickhead really got me good. At least it looks like the cut is finally healing. Zerdan and Misha were getting worried when the blood won’t stop gushing. Zerdan. Tattoo. Did he…? I check my chest and feel for fresh etchings on my skin. I peer down, and even in the dark, my wolf eyes can see the tattoo. The blind wolf mark. It’s right there. The last thing I remember last night was Zerdan reminding me that it will take at least 24 hours for the tattoo to work. Twenty-four hours and I won’t have to worry about random she-wolves claiming to be my fated mate. Relief blooms in me knowing that the issue on having a fated mate will no longer be a problem. With Kayleigh as my chosen mate, I have everything I want and need. She’s everything to me. Now, if she ends up as my fated mate, li

Andrei “Male version mistress? Bahahaa! Goddess. You’re so cute. Is that what everyone is saying about me now?” I don’t remember laughing, heartily, like this. It’s amazing what this new she-wolf can do to me. My forehead descends to rest against hers. Her palms quickly rest on my chest. Not sure if it’s to hold me back from encaging her whole body in an embrace or to stop herself from throwing her whole body to me. I want to kiss her again but also want to hear what she’s going to say. So I wait. “Rumor has it that you’re bound to be in a marital contract with a red wolf princess. Another gossip going around says that for the past two nights, you’ve been sneaking out with Bash Wolfgang’s love interest. Hmm. I wonder what he’s going to say when he finds out. Seems like you got your hands full with the she-wolves out here. I feel bad for your fated mate. Waiting to meet you but here you are whoring yourself to damsels-in-distress she-wolves.” She breathes, softly, while her eyes

Andrei “Can you stay for a little bit more? I want to get to know you.” A strange sensation rises up from my throat, leaving a lump that disables me. “What’s the point?” Her fingertips gently outline the sharp edges of my face. “I want to have more memories with you. Can’t we at least have that?” My pleading tone full of emotions. “No. We can’t. You promised, we’re going to forget about this night.” She stops touching my face and steps back from me. Instinctively, I reach out for her before she puts more space between us. I tug her close to my body and coil her arm around my neck, not wanting to lose her warmth. “This is fucking unfair.” This night can’t just end like this. I don’t even know her name. I don’t want to stop inhaling her apple scent. “Life is unfair. Just when I thought I finally found the one destined to be mine, unfortunately, he already has decided to have a chosen mate. It’s for the best that we forget about… this…us.” Her fingertips descend, touching

Kayleigh I never thought this day would come that I’d feel Andrei’s lips on mine. I never thought this would happen --- Andrei, kissing me while thinking of another woman. Andrei, calling me, “milashka” instead of, “malyshka.” Andrei, calling me what he calls someone else. I’ve been too self-centered thinking that I’d always have Andrei wrapped around my fingers. I’m glad that he found someone. I am. But it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t hurt. “Where are you going?” With a firm voice and a frown on my face, I call on him. I can’t believe he was just about to walk out on me. What is it with alpha heirs walking out at the first sign of confrontation? “Out. I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to be here right now.” Andrei looks distressed. But so am I. “Why?” Even with just a night lamp providing light to the bedroom, it’s enough to make the blues in his eyes visible. There’s no doubt that the sight of those blue orbs alone would make any woman’s knees weak. But not mi

Kayleigh “Kayleigh, we need to talk.” Cillian demands, in a cold and gruff voice. At the sight of Cillian, my initial instinct is too still run to him, sink in his embrace, and tell him about my dream. I want to tell him about my wolf, so bad. Tell him how my wolf looks like and the things that she said. Tell him that she’s emerging sooner than planned, before the baby grows… before our baby grows inside me. But I have to be mindful of my actions. First, get through this morning and get a pregnancy test to confirm, for sure --- although, after realizing the telltales of pregnancy --- missed period, weird food cravings, and just being more emotional than normal, I’m pretty sure, I’m pregnant with Cillian’s wolf pup. “Do you want me to send him away?” Andrei asks from behind. “No. I’ll talk to him, once and for all. Maybe you can prevent Bash from coming in this area, though. I don’t think he’ll be happy about Cillian’s unannounced visit.” I slow my pace as I ask Andrei for a