Life’s Spiced Up with Some Werewolf Reads
“We’re… trying. Working on things.” I looked anywhere but at her glowing face. Something shifted in my peripheral vision. I had to tell her. Had to know if those accusations were real. The burden was killing me. “Sable…” “Yes?” I opened my mouth, then closed it. She’s so content. So at peace. Do I really…
“Of course I remember,” Suspicion bled into her tone. “Darrell, what exactly are you trying to say?” My heart hammered against my ribs. “I received some information. About Isabella’s real cause of death.” “What information?” The words came out sharp, dangerous. I closed my eyes. “Four months ago, I got an email. From Lucian.” “Lucian?…
The ringing continued, becoming more insistent. Ding dong ding dong ding dong. I nudged Caelan’s leg with my foot. “Go answer it…” Caelan tightened his hold on me. “Ignore it.” “But it’s so loud…” I complained, my voice taking on a whining quality. The doorbell seemed determined to torment us, ringing even more frequently. “I…
“Now, where were we?” His eyes traced the line of my bare legs beneath his robe. “I believe someone mentioned they were hungry,” I said, pulling the robe tighter around myself. “Starving,” he agreed, but the way he looked at me suggested food wasn’t what he had in mind. I laughed and escaped toward the…
Justin and Julie hit the ground hard, their faces pressed into the dirt as they struggled against the Alpha command flooding their systems. “This is my father’s funeral,” Caelan’s voice was deadly quiet, more terrifying than any shout. “Not a place for your petty grievances.” His cold gaze swept over the cowering relatives. “You dare…
I studied his face carefully, noting the forced casualness in his tone. “Darrell, I need to clarify something.” I crossed my arms over my chest. “Caelan and I haven’t broken up. Those rumors are completely false-they’re part of a strategy we designed to deal with Lucian. We’re getting married very soon.” “What… what?” The word…
I stood up, my chest heaving like I’d just run a marathon. Outside, wind rattled the windows. Tree branches scraped against glass with soft, sinister sounds. I began pacing the room. If this is true… that war was Melissa’s attack on Caelan’s territory? And Caelan secretly participated, then killed Isabella? Why did he do that?…
“You feel incredible,” he groaned, his voice echoing off the shower walls. 1 could only whimper in response, lost in the sensation of him filling me completely. The steam clouded the glass, creating our own private world where nothing existed except this moment, this connection. When release finally claimed us both, I collapsed against him,…
His other hand traced the curve of my jaw. “I thought if I made you believe I’d moved on, you could finally let go and find real happiness…” The pain in his voice broke something inside me. More tears spilled over. “You self-righteous idiot!” I slammed my fist against his chest. He didn’t even flinch,…
I took a deep breath. I understand. I need to truly learn to let go.” “Start today. Don’t follow his affairs anymore, don’t let yourself get pulled back into his life. You deserve happiness that’s truly your own.” Scarlett was right, but emotions don’t follow rational commands. I knew Caclan was with Elena, that they…