The Perfect Luna by Marissa Gilbert

The cold metal made Savannah shiver, and she looked at the ancient bracelet on her wrist. “It’s just temporary,” Bjorn a*s*sured her. “Until I can fully trust you.” “At this rate, it’s going to take a while,” the Princess hissed, realising that the silver bracelet with a familiar northern pattern on it was enchanted to…

“‘Strength,” Bjorn confessed easily. “No one can compare with me in strength.” “Why were you running away all the time then?” She couldn’t help this little jab, and the bear’s l!ps curled into an understanding smile. “To have as few casualties as possible,” he admitted. “I was serious about this. And also-” he stopped talking,…

Although maybe it was just her wishful thinking. However, if Joran wanted her child with Bjorn, he would have asked him and not her. Bjorn would have easily given up their kid for more power. After all, power was what he cared about the most. But Joran wanted Savannah’s future child. Not Bjorn’s. Her hands…

“‘She may not have wanted it, but she was already paying the price for me insulting Bjorn when I chose to follow his brother. If l didn’t do as I was told, they would have K*lled Ingrid just to make an example out of me,” Brigit a*s*serted. “But you chose to sacrifice Aspen, so l…

My mate is going to mark me today, no matter whether I want it or not!” He froze, holding her tight in his hands. Did he mishear it? Did she… did she just call him her mate? For a few seconds, he couldn’t form words, watching the image of the two of them in that…

Both men laughed and kept walking as Savvy stud*ied the men whose arrival she observed. Just then, she noticed something, or more accurately, someone, she hadn’t expected to see in a million years. “It couldn’t be!” Savannah gasped as the man with hazel eyes stared back up at her as if he felt her watching….

She was his mate. His second chance. He didn’t think he would ever get a second chance mate. They were a rarity and hardly anyone ever got one. It was getting harder to breathe, because Ash knew he did not want a mate. He knew he was not lucky in love. His first mate d*ied…

Petra was pushed to werewolves’ table, and she looked happy to be able to stay with them. Ash showed her to an empty seat, and she smiled at him gratefully. Bjorn frowned at that. Sometimes it seemed like he was the only one unlucky with women. Savannah never looked at him like that, despite them…

“You will never regret this,” he promised her confidently and pulled the princess into his arms to crush his l!ps into hers. Bringing her closer, demanding entrance with his tongue, which was granted easily. It was the sweet submission that he needed and he explored her mouth for the second time today, enjoying all of…

“Wintergreen,” his mate commented, remarking on his scent. He closed his eye because, at that moment, he chose to trust her, he chose to love her unconditionally, he chose to give her everything that he had. Something cold and metallic pressed against the skin on the other side of his neck, and for a moment,…