Life’s Spiced Up with Some Werewolf Reads
Kasmine dreams of freedom from her controlling stepbrother, Alpha Kester, who rules every part of her life. On her twenty-first birthday, she hopes to find her true mate and escape—but fate betrays her cruelly. Her destined mate is Kester himself, the man she fears most… and he’ll stop at nothing to make her his forever.
“What is it?” Her yoice in the recording was soft and syrupy. Like it always was when she thought she was getting closer to the center of my world. “My business stays separate from my personal life. I don’t want anyone thinking I used this marriage as a fucking elevator to get where I’m going.…
“You did,” I said simply. “No,” she whimpered, blinking like she was trying to unsee the room. “No, someone drugged me. You don’t understand. Someone must’ve…” But no one was bui buying it. Not after the photos. Not after the texts. Not after the fact that her big bomb-her ‘proof-had disappeared like it never existed.…
Her eyes darted from the screen to Jorja, to Dad, to me. Searching for a reaction or for someone to tell her this was all just a bad dream. No one said a word. Not even Jorja – Queen of Constant Commentary. She stood frozen, one manicured hand on her chest, the other under her…
KESTER I didn’t waste a single second. The moment Jorja spun on her heel, I was right behind her. She was fuming, and that said a lot. Jorja valued image above breath itself. Her obsession with appearances had governed every move she’d ever made. She hated anything that would ruin her image or that of…
I know exactly what’s spinning in that pretty head of hers. She thinks the next step is rejection. She thinks that the bond we share is something she can sever with a few muttered words and teary eyes. That has to be the funniest fucking thing I’ve ever imagined. Because let the world split open,…
The intervention team should be pulling up any minute now. And June proposed to visit tomorrow. I didn her. She had to be here for me to end things with her. stop “She’s fine. No one should bother her,” I said, brushing past my father, already halfway to the stairs. “What do you mean? Jorja’s…
I tilted my head back and stared up at the sky. The moon was almost there-gliding slowly and painfully toward the center of the heavens. It wasn’t full tonight. Just a gentle crescent. But that didn’t matter. Everyone knew-on your twenty-first birthday, the second the moon touched the center of the sky, the magic awakened.…
He moved. Just a shift. A tilt of his body in my direction. But it was enough to send fear screaming down my spine. His voice slid into my mind through the mind link I didn’t even realize I could also feel now. “Hello, mate. Nice to finally meet you.” Slowly, his lips stretched into…
And another. I couldn’t hear anything but my own pulse pounding in my ears. Couldn’t feel anything but the cold emptiness where the assurance of her words used to live. I nodded once. My jaw locked so tight I felt the muscle twitch. My hands curled into fists because if they didn’t, they’d start shaking……
Thankfully, the event was slowly dragging to an end. I brought out my phone, and my heart fluttered with a stupid flicker of hope that made me hate myself. Please, let it be Kester. Because I still couldn’t believe he’d miss my birthday for anything in the world. But who would blame him? At least…