“You’re not going to get away with this,” I added to my vow.“That’s a bit cliché, don’t you think?” Aristo chuckled. “You don’t love me yet but you like me so I can make you love me.” He sounded so confident, so assured that I would come to love a person like him. I went over our past conversations to see if I had somehow led him on, if I’d ever behaved as if I saw him as more than a friend and my mate’s best friend. I knew I’d never flirted with him so I didn’t need to think hard. Then why was he so delusional? “I’ll dress her. Leave.” He barked at Sebastian. The other man looked at me for a brief second before he nodded and left the room. “So many disgusting men coveting what’s mine,” he hissed, shaking his head. It was easy to reconcile the present Aristo with the Aristo I knew. I thought it was difficult, felt it was difficult at first, but it actually wasn’t. He behaved the same but what I had chalked off as overt friendliness and disrespect that stemmed from his overfamiliar

“Cahir.” I touched his arm when he got closer, my lips trembling. He wouldn’t hurt me – I tried to convince myself of that but it didn’t stop my heart from shaking when he got closer with a weird look in his golden eyes. I wanted to look away but I forced myself to maintain eye contact. Beneath this wolf coated with blood and with feral eyes was my mate, the love of my life and the father of my child. “Cahir – do you –“ I wanted to ask if he recognized me but I couldn’t. What was I doing talking to a wolf that was stalking me? What was I doing reaching out to a feral wolf? But that feral wolf was my mate and I couldn’t let him go. Never. How many people had he killed for his fur to be coated in so much blood? What had he done before he entered this room? Could I still get my mate back from the abyss of bloodlust that seemed to have wrapped vice-like grips around him? The wolf got to me and buried its cold snot into my neck. I went as stiff as a board. There was no single scent of

“What’s happening?” I asked, twiddling my thumbs as I heard the stampede getting louder and louder. “Alpha, the dungeons have been opened!” Someone opened a mind link and forgot to channel it to only the Alpha so the whole pack heard it. “We’re going into lockdown,” Cahir said. His eyes unfocused for a minute as he mind linked the heads of various brigades. “Let’s go, Sia.” He outstretched his hand to me and I took it with a puzzled expression.“Where are we going?” I asked. “You’re going to join them in the hideout closest to us. I’m sending you with a couple of warriors so don’t be scared.”“Oh.” I swallowed. Unlike him, I was already scared, terrified out of my mind. “You’re crushing my hand,” he muttered and I got back to my senses. “Sorry,” I muttered with a blush. “I’m just a bit nervous.” As if my body wanted to show just how nervous, flames rose on my hand and then flickered out. “This happens when I’m nervous.” I giggled in a high-pitched tone. “Don’t be nervous.” Cahir

Melanie led us out of the hideout after the shootout and my fire incident. We’d been discovered so we had to find another shelter. “The Alpha is unreachable. The only hideout similar to this which I know is east so we are going east.” Melanie informed us. “Here,” she threw clothes at me. I gulped when she mentioned Cahir being unreachable even though I didn’t want to think the worst. I changed as fast as possible into the black clothes Melanie handed to me and donned the baseball cap. “What’s the situation?” I asked when we got into the car. “Aristo is still on the loose. Five of the twelve packs under Alpha Blood have betrayed Alpha Cahir but the others have mobilized into action. Two borders have fallen but the Alpha has sent back up and they’ll be strengthened soon,” Melanie spoke in a businesslike tone. “Are you comfortable?” She glanced at my stomach. “Y – Yeah.” My heart pounded nonstop so I knew my blood pressure had risen. Catching on fire left my skin dry but the baby wa

“You smell fantastic,” Cahir burrowed his nose into my side. “I love this smell.”“You’re saying that because I smell like you.” And I did. He’d thoroughly covered me with his scent and he’d enjoyed every minute of it – I had too, there was no denying it but at this point, I was too tired to speak. My eyes drooped as he kissed my skin, his body heat telling me he wanted to go for a third round. My stamina could never match up with Cahir’s but now, I was heavily pregnant so I didn’t even try. In my second trimester, I’d become a horny wreck but these days, I found myself wanting to do nothing but sleep and sleep and then sleep some more. “I’m so tired,” I mumbled in a sleepy voice. “And my back aches.” “Do you want a massage?” His innocent words were tinged with heat that added an extra layer of meaning to his offer. “No, thank you.” I pushed up in bed. “Uggh, being pregnant is the worst,” I grumbled but then the baby kicked and I winced. “She heard that,” Cahir said with a chuck