Arabella          The Calypso Pack House is the most magnificent building I’ve ever seen.It’s at least three times the size of the Nova Pack House, and if it wasn't for the imposing fortifications surrounding the marble behemoth, it might be mistaken for a luxury resort. The mansion is built on a hill in the center of the capital city, Tartarus.Clearly the architect designed it so the Alpha can look down on all his subjects, never freeing them of his watchful gaze and never letting them forget their place beneath him.Glorious. I think wistfully, finally, a true Alpha. The entire city makes Elysium look like a third world slum. While the Novas seem content to remain living in the past – preserving ancient buildings, outdated traditions and muddy forests – Tartarus was built with only strength in mind.The city’s towerin

Bastien          “Go!” Selene calls, taking up a defensive stance.         “I can’t.” I growl, “this isn’t right.”         We’re out in the garden, positioned on a wide swath of manicured lawn and standing about ten meters apart. Selene is dressed in workout garb and eyeing me with mild exasperation. Aiden and Donovan from the sidelines, wide grins on their faces even though nothing has happened yet.         “Attack me!” My mate insists, throwing her arms out in encouragement.         “Selene, I really don’t think–”         “Bastien you promised!” S

Selene My husband is impossible.I swear, it’s not even dark out and we’re already in bed. We don’t even have my heat to use as an excuse anymore. That ended days ago, but the way Bastien is acting, you’d think we were a pair of teenagers trapped in a frenzy of hormones. Not that he’s solely to blame, it seems like every time he touches me I dissolve into a puddle.It may sound like I’m complaining, but I’m just overwhelmed by everything that’s happened over the last few weeks. I’m not the least bit disappointed to have this incredible Alpha lavishing his affection on me, I’m simply at a loss for how to deal with all these changes.         Bastien is wrapped around me like the warmest of blankets, his big body cushioning every inch of me while his lips move over my soft skin. “Goddess, I love you.” He murmurs, nuzzli

Selene This was a mistake. I know it the moment I hit the water. I was a fool to attempt such a ridiculous plan. I plunge beneath the turquoise surface like a ton of bricks, sinking to the bottom of the pool and trying not to panic. The pool is only about twenty feet deep, but even that shallow pressure seems crushing to me. I feel like I’m being flattened, like the entire world has come crashing down on top of me and I’ll never be able to get out from under it. I’m running out of air quickly, but all I can think is how strange it is down here. Time is moving so slowly, and everything is fuzzy and blue. It might be beautiful if it wasn’t so terrifying. I spread my arms out to my sides, trying to imagine a well of power trapped inside me, picturing myself reaching into it and pulling out my own salvation. I can’t hold in the air I’ve been storing in my cheeks any longer, breathing it out through my nose and watching the bubbles ascend t

Selene Not again!Suddenly I’m staring at the floor, bent over my mate’s lap and flailing my arms to protect my, now bare, behind.How did he do that so fast? Luna bemoans at the same time I think, I’ve got to stop wearing dresses - it makes my body far too easy for him to access.My hands are immediately trapped behind my back, while my furiously kicking legs quickly become caged by Bastien’s powerful thighs. Unlike last time, I don’t weakly squeal or beg for explanations. No, this time I kick up as much of a fuss as I can, absolutely furious to find myself back in this situation.I can’t believe Bastien is doing this to me again. It seems like the incident in the cafe opened an entire can of worms. Is this how he’s going to respond every time I do something of which he disapproves?I suppose I shouldn’t have provoked him, but I can’t bri