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He never looked away, and I hated how much of myself I saw in his features. Even his hair was light blond with a hint of strawberry. “The witch you know as Jewels has enacted a curse. She’s been planning this for years and was just waiting for the right time. A time where she…

She shook her head roughly. “Oh, goddess no. I just wanted to let you know. I shouldn’t be able to get pregnant this early, but I didn’t want to force you into anything you’re not ready for…” Her babbling was endearing, and if that was her only concern, well… I thrust my hips into fucking…

Sex with Finley had been so fucking good, and I could still feel the way he touched and tasted every inch of my skin. Unable to resist, I leaned forward and pressed my lips against his, the beard scratching nicely across my cheek. He didn’t open his eyes, but his lips curved into a smile….

From this new angle, Finley continued to explore, touching every inch of my scar. That mark represented some of the worst days of my life, but apparently not to him. “This shows your strength and resilience,” he murmured, kissing down the ropy length. “This is a battle scar, Emme. You wear it well.” My eyes…

I’d been unsure if I could handle one of them in a true bond, and now it was two… Goddess give me strength. EMME After we spent a few hours cooking and eating together as a pack, feeling lighter than we had in weeks, I crashed out between Hunter and Kellan, only to wake far…

When Talon approached me, I noticed he was dressed in Slade’s clothing-all black of course-looking younger and less violent than usual, as if a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. “No more containment room,” I said, staring into dark eyes with a lot more green intersecting them now. I sighed when he cupped the…

The three of them tearing Fletcher Davenport into two very dead pieces. TALON Alpha hit her. My fucking mate. MINE! He had promised me from the time I agreed to his plan, that when he presented me with a mate and we bonded, she would be safe from the repercussions of any battle. He promised…

Kellan, who must have been the one to yank me out of the way, whispered in my ear, “Well, fuck. Even I’m impressed by that. Do you want the one with the hardware or without?” Both. There was no other appropriate answer to that question. Tattoos. No tattoos. Piercings. No piercings. They were twin souls,…

It was a promise to my brothers and my mate. My pack. They had no idea how far I’d go to keep them all safe. Whatever it took. EMME Leaning against Kellan in the shower, I struggled to fully comprehend everything that had happened out in the street. Fletcher is dead. It took at least…