Claimed By My Fiance’s Alpha Brother (Callie & Cameron) Book PDF Free

I carried her out to my car, settling her gently in the backseat and buckling the seatbelt around her with careful hands. As I slid behind the wheel, I caught her reflection in the rearview mirror -eyes still slightly unfocused but fixed on me with an intensity that made my chest tight. I’d barely put…

Ophelia crossed her arms, studying me with the intensity of a protective older sister. Before I could respond, there was a sound from the living room -small footsteps padding across the floor. A moment later, a small figure appeared in the doorway, rubbing sleepy eyes with tiny fists. “Ophelia? What’s wrong? Why are you talking…

The uncertainty was torture. I’d left the pendant. I was certain of it. Maybe I was grasping at shadows, seeing connections that didn’t exist because I was so desperate to find the woman who’d haunted my dreams. For five years, I’d been searching for a ghost, for a woman whose face I could barely remember…

Those calculating eyes. That perfectly sculpted nose. The bee-stung lips that had whispered poison into my ear during the worst moments of my teenage years. Anna Blackwood. Cameron’s POV The woman standing before me reeked of cheap perfume and desperation, a cloying mixture that made my wolf recoil instinctively. She clutched my golden pendant like…

I forced myself to focus on my computer screen, pulling up Cameron’s schedule for the day and trying to ignore the way my chest tightened every time I heard Anna’s voice. Professional composure, I reminded myself. That was all I had left. At exactly nine o’clock, Anna sauntered over to my desk wearing a blood-red…

“Callie!” she called out, her voice warm and bright. “Oh, darling, look at you! You look wonderful!” She swept down the porch steps and pulled me into what felt like a genuine hug, her arms wrapping around me with surprising strength. “Come in, come in!” she said, looping her arm through mine and guiding me…

“You should see her face, Val,” Anna had whispered into the phone last night, her voice carrying that familiar note of cruel pleasure I remembered so well from our school days. “Every time I dump more work on her desk, every time I make her fetch my coffee, she looks like she wants to strangle…

His face lit up with triumph, and he took a step closer, already reaching for the zipper of my dress. “That’s more like it, my dear. I knew you’d see reason eventually.” The moment his sweaty hands touched my skin, I moved. My fingers closed around the wine bottle’s neck, and I swung it with…

My mind raced through possibilities. Had the rogues taken a hostage? Was this some kind of trap designed to lure us deeper into the forest? Or was there actually a child lost in the wilderness, helpless and alone in one of the most dangerous areas of our territory? I gestured for Marcus and two other…

“Where. Is. My. Son.” Each word came out sharp as broken glass. “Adrian? Oh, he’s fine. Probably.” Her laugh was light and musical. “I really couldn’t say for certain, though.” I had to grip the edge of a nearby desk to keep from collapsing as the implications of her words hit me like physical blows….