As a doctor and even more so as a Petridis healer, I hated being on this side of the viewing window. No one in the medical profession likes to feel helpless or useless. As I stood by watching my cousin take on a witch’s curse while one of my packmate’s, even though she wronged me, life hung in the balance. I felt helpless and utterly useless. It was about how I felt when Tiberius was found barely clinging to life during the war. I was able to keep him stable, but it was only Katrina that could save his life. I know she could kill Melania because of her magic, but I still believe their mate bond allowed Katrina to combat Melania inside Tiberius’ mind. Will a mate bond once again be needed to save Domitilla truly? Katrina can force out the curse. I don’t doubt that for a second. My cousin is the most powerful Crone the Oscurità e Luce Coven has ever had. There isn’t anything magical she can’t do. The red glow surrounding Katrina became intense as it became flames. Only Tiberius and And

I should have kept up with the conversations happening around me. I didn’t have the energy to split my focus between whatever everyone else was discussing and considering the multiple scenarios of why I have an old witch after me. It doesn’t make any sense. I’ve been racking my brain to try and find a reason for all this. Despite having very little appetite, I managed to eat a little before a roll was thrown at me. And it might sound bad, but I was ready to check out of the conversation again when Katrina brought up Zoe calling her. If she had killed that douchebag Beta of Silvermane, our Papa would have handled the fallout. So no need to get me involved. However, when Primo was mentioned, Katrina had my full attention. I hadn’t considered that pack members were now traveling to gatherings. If he were anyone else, I wouldn’t think twice. But he’s related to Domitilla, which means he’s related to Ersilia. I don’t know how far-reaching this plot against me goes. Would Ersilia tap her

Since my return to Madonie, I have felt a range of emotions. However, none had been as prominent as anger. My anger has varied between the multiple offenders in this situation. And right now, since I can’t get my hands on that old bitch Ersilia the anger is transferred to Vittore. Not only did he screw with mine and Delilah’s phones, emails, and somehow the mail, he was being a creep watching Delilah. For the first time, I’m glad Delilah spent those years in Bloodmoon where this creep couldn’t follow her around. “I already informed Crista and Alec of my findings. So if Crista leaves anything to beat up, have at it, Alexander. But I wouldn’t hold my breath. Crista does not go easy on people that mess with us.” Persephone said. “I doubt Crista would go too far for him hacking our phones and emails. He didn’t do anything that outright hurt either of us.” Delilah frowned. “Delilah, he hacked your phone and your computer. Jonathan backtracked a trojan to his computer. He has been watchin

It’s one thing to see a fellow werewolf naked after a shift. That’s perfectly normal. Granted, you shouldn’t stare because that’s rude as fuck. This is why I wouldn’t consider being mad at unmated males in Bloodmoon that may have been around when she shifted. I can’t and won’t hold that against anyone. Unless she ever tells me someone made her uncomfortable and stared at her. Then an international flight to knock someone’s teeth out may be in order. However, seeing someone naked in their bedroom’s privacy is not okay. Everyone is entitled to their privacy. So do I want to kill Vittore because he’s probably seen Delilah naked? Hell fucking yes, I do! Because he didn’t see her naked because he was around when she shifted. He violated Delilah’s privacy. On principle alone, I would deck anyone that did that to someone else. As Delilah’s friend, I want to beat him up. And as her mate, I want to take Persephone’s silver melon baller idea further. I would go about this ‘to the pain’ style.

Maybe I went too far asking him to help me out of the dress. I knew I didn’t have a zipper in the back, yet I still asked for help. I was expecting him to say I had ‘pregnancy brain’ and point out there wasn’t a zipper in the back. Instead, he stepped so close I could feel the warmth of his body behind me as he unzipped the side zipper and kissed my neck. ‘Hell yes!’ Helia exclaimed as a jolt of the mate bond shot through me. I thought it was a good sign. Maybe it wouldn’t only be in our strangely shared dreams that Alexander could touch me. I don’t know what I did wrong, perhaps because I said his name? I couldn’t help it. I liked his proximity and his lips on my neck. Maybe he thought I said his name as a question or like me telling him to stop. If anything, I wanted him to keep going. I felt embarrassed and disappointed when he pulled away. Instead of calling him on it, I hurried to my room. I sighed and smacked my forehead. What was I thinking? I don't think anything about this