It’s adorable how much effort Tiberius has put into tonight. I don’t think any guy, including Emilio, was my first. I barely remember losing my virginity, which doesn’t say much for Emilio’s abilities in hindsight. It just happened at a party playing seven minutes in heaven. And upon expanding my sexual experience for comparison, seven minutes is pitiful for a sexual encounter. I told myself I got the worst experience out of the way first. I mean, no virgin should question if it’s in. Thankfully my sexual experience only improved. I mean, how couldn’t it? Now I have Tiberius. He may not have the biggest dick I’ve experienced, but by no means is he the smallest. But of any lover I’ve had, Tiberius is the best. Sure, that may be the mate bond, but I can assure you that I’ve always orgasmed with Tiberius and never felt the need to fish out one of my vibrators to feel fulfilled. I couldn’t wait to get to the campsite. Tiberius has been taunting me, from innuendos and touches to offering

Who knew that marking was going to be so fucking emotional? I went from hot sex with Kat and the intense surge of power of our marking to crying as my best friend’s spirit said goodbye. That was crazy but cathartic. I didn’t get to say goodbye to him before. I didn’t want to believe that Shit Witch’s torture room was the last time I’d see my best friend. So it was good to see him, weird but good. And I’m glad Kat got that chance to meet him and, like me, say goodbye. It gave me the closure I didn’t realize I needed. My heart felt lighter after seeing Thales. And it’s not like there wasn’t plenty more hot sex awaiting Kat and me. Now that her wolf was awake, we ended up spending a week locked up in the villa fucking in every room and on every solid surface. Remembering condoms every time with a bitch, and okay, we forgot more than we remembered. But my mate is a smart cookie. Before her heat set in, she had her Zio get her on she-wolf birth control and otherwise brewed her potion to

“NEVER FEAR, FOR I HAVE ARRIVED!” The boisterous greeting from André startled all of us. All eyes turned to the doorway where André stood, arms held up and out in a dramatic fashion that is so André. My brother always knows how to make an entrance and dress with style. I’m not surprised to see what he’s wearing. A purple paisley dress shirt with shiny silver cuffs, the top three buttons left open, and matching silver dress slacks. His blue mohawk braided to resemble a lightning bolt. “André? What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be meeting with Alec? I know he planned to talk to you and Tiberius today.” Crista frowned. André confidently and with more grace than every woman in this room strode to her and pulled her into a tight hug. “Oh, please. A fashion emergency on my matrigna’s big day is far more important than the tedious piles of paperwork I knew Papa was going to assign me. Today is your Luna ceremony, it’s a fucking pack holiday. Only he would work,” André scoffed. I can al

Preparing for the ceremony took up a lot of my time. While there may not be defined guidelines for Incubi, certain traditions must be followed. And some of the practices have to be modified to suit our ranked wolves. The rules were written for males to be the ranked wolves, and fewer restrictions were given to their mates. As Luna, I’m the only one held to a set standard. And this wasn’t just a Nebrodi ceremony I had to deal with as The Coven would be there. I am expected to perform a new moon ritual to assume my position in the Coven as Crone officially. Historically the successor ritual is performed on a new moon. It is a time to plant the seeds of the future, which means my promises as their leader. Which is probably why my binder is twice as big as everyone else’s. There is so much I have to remember. The Luna stuff, I’m good with that. I was the daughter of an Alpha. I saw how a pack was run and understood the duties of a Luna, even if our pack lacked one. It’s the Crone stuff I

Getting through the pack ceremony was a cakewalk. Weird but easy. Strange because till Nina woke up, I never had a link, and even when she did wake up, I only unlocked my family link. But as everyone after me sipped from that cup, I felt a Nebrodi link open. I could hear the voices of everyone in the pack, well, everyone old enough to have a wolf. It was an incredible feeling to be connected to them. It was overwhelming. For those too young, I know the link will open to them when they come of age, and I look forward to it. How does Papa do this? How can he be tied to everyone in Incubi and not lose his mind? All their thoughts and feelings quickly outnumbered my own as the others took their seats. ‘Crazy, I’m the one saying this, but focus, Katrina.’ Tiberius’ voice pushed past all the other voices, and his feelings of serenity overshadowed everyone else’s swirling emotions. ‘A pack link is overwhelming, especially for anyone of rank. But you need to focus. Focus on your thoughts an