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.
God, I hated that look on her face-that smug, glittering satisfaction. “Yeah. I can’t ignore your plea for attention. So, here I am. Talk to me.” I said, standing at akimbo. Karina gave a mock gasp, one hand on her chest like she was genuinely touched. “How sweet,” she cooed. “Look at us bonding.” She…
He kissed me like he hated the air between us. Like it hurt to breathe without my skin on his. I had to promise him something to keep him from falling off that invisible cliff I could see in his eyes. And if that meant lying, then so be it. I’d seen him angry. I’d…
Seems like Alpha Jaden had his own script-and he just hijacked my performance. Kester’s gaze snapped to meet mine, but this time, I didn’t look away. I held his gaze for a moment before I spoke, “Ah. Yes. He told me. Sorry, I forgot to mention it to everyone,” I turned my attention to the…
“Was that why you did what you did tonight?” he asked coldly. “You enjoyed playing the game with Jaden just to get a rise out of me?” “I did it for myself,” I spat. “Because I’m tired of watching you live your fake little love story while I choke on everything I never got to…
“Hello, everyone!” His voice came in too loud and too cheery, grating on my already frayed nerves, “Glad I could join you tonight.” My hand curled around the glass of whiskey in front of me Hard enough that I almost crushed the damn thing. My molars ground together so loudly I could practically hear the…
I looked toward the stairs again-for the fiftieth time tonight. Maybe sixtieth. And it was still empty. I mean… Dinner had been dragging on for well over twenty minutes now, and she still wasn’t here. My jaw clenched. Fuck. “Kester, darling. You haven’t even touched your meal yet, Jorja called from across the table. Her…
“I’m patient with you, little sister,” he whispered again… It almost broke me. I hated how my body responded. How my chest tightened, my throat ached and my lips nearly parted to say the words he had always wanted to hear me say. But I couldn’t. This… us… it was always meant to fall apart.…
She was talking about the dinner my parents had planned-one of those performative family gatherings to make June feel like she was already part of the family legacy. A pre-engagement, pre-dowry, pre-prison celebration. It felt more like a funeral with wine and fake laughter because that’s all it would be for me. The phone buzzed…
Ensuring everything was under control and went as planned while preparing for this damned dinner. Everything had to work out fine. And soon enough. Because the sooner it happened, the quicker I’d get back with Kasmine and fix what was shattering between us. I was losing myself. Slowly unraveling, I swear it. With the steps…
I barely held myself still. I didn’t want a repeat of what happened the other day. Kasmine couldn’t see us like this ever again. She might never forgive me if she does “You’re going to be the man everyone talks about after tonight, baby,” she whispered. “This will change everything” She paused, then added, “And…