MITCH CHESTER "FUCK!" HE GROWLED as he stared at his reflection in the mirror. He turned on the basin and washed his face."Weak!" He growled again. His claws protruded and dug into his neck, drawing blood. "So weak!" Sex with Ophelia should never have happened, not after being mated to Anna."In our defense, we needed the release," Night muttered.There is nothing to defend. He snarled. His blood dripped and mixed with the tap water. Nothing to defend. He looked at the deep gash on his neck, a wound inflicted by himself. If it were from another cause, it would be healing up very quickly now without leaving much scar, but since this was caused by himself, a Lycan, the wound remained bleeding and sending sharp pain throughout his body.He reached over and got a napkin. "This would be nothing compared to what Anna was probably feeling," he muttered. He knew of the mate bond and the effects - both positive and negative - it had on the parties included.He had read of the pains one would

ANNA KYLIN CHESTER I CAME AWAKE very slowly. I realized that I was on my bed and there was a cold napkin on my forehead. I sat up gently and looked around. The room was dim but I could hear someone moving in the sitting room. I tried to talk but my throat was parched and dry. The door opened and a small silhouette came in. I saw it was Reine. She noticed that I was awake and she rushed to my side. "Luna, you are awake." She put her hand on my cheek to feel my temperature, and then she took the napkin from my forehead. She brought a small glass cup with a straw to my mouth. I sucked on it and found my voice. "How long was I out for?""I don't know, Luna," She said. "I was not checking the time. But almost 4 hours."I sat up with some effort and assistance from Reine. She wrung her hands together, "I came in to prepare your dinner before you came back from work," she said. "I found you on the carpet. I feared you were not breathing.""So you carried me to bed?" I frowned.She nodded.

ANNA KYLIN CHESTER I NEVER THOUGHT I would feel this way again. I lay on the bed in a fetal position. Of all the women he could sleep with... it was Ophelia - the woman who had made it her and her father's mission to humiliate me and my children.I tried to will myself to sleep, but the sleep would not come. I remained like that in the same curled-up ball. I vaguely noticed that Reine came in, and tried to coax me to sit up and do something active like going out on a stroll, but she left me alone after a while, frustrated.What was the point?As soon as my strength was back up, I would arrange for my children to be brought to me, and then I would leave. Here, my own sister plotted my downfall and death, and she was getting angrier with each second I remained here.And in the mountains- the place that signified security for me - I scoffed. I have been humiliated. Ophelia won. How would I hold my head up with pride to her, knowing that she was sleeping with my mate?I frowned. "Fuck t

RICK FORSON RICK LEANED BACK. He put his hand in his pocket to hide his bulging cock. He could not understand how seeing Anna like this - with her sharp wits and detective mind - was making him so hard. He sighed in sexual frustration. He wanted her. He wanted to - "Let me see that," Jones voice snapped him out of his reverie. Jones walked past him and took hold of the laptop. His breath was coming in deep rumbles as he went through the article on the screen."Rick," Beth said in her annoying grating voice. "Can't you see that she is a quack doctor? Why are we wasting time with her?! We should have her hanged -"Rick groaned inwardly and recoiled slightly as Beth placed a hand on his shoulder. Her touch disgusted him, but he had to put up with it. "How is it looking, Jones?" He called. The beta sighed and dropped the laptop. He shook his head slowly. "This is definitely what was used. I perceived wolfsbane in the blood of some of the dead, but I don't know of cyanide...""They don'