Life’s Spiced Up with Some Werewolf Reads
Fury and heartbreak crashed together in my chest. “Edward.” My voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. “Listen very carefully. If you tell Caelan I made this call…” I let the silence build, counting three full seconds. Til strap you to my operating table and perform an appendectomy with the dullest scalpel I can find. Anesthesia?…
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,…
“No, you didn’t do anything wrong.” Do you…” I hesitated. “Want to talk about it?” He shook his head slowly. “I don’t know what to say.” “Then we don’t have to say anything.” I watched water drip from his hair, searching for the right words. “I’ve been thinking… everyone has their own destiny.” “Some pain…
Marcus looked at me with cold indifference. “I don’t want to know.” “I wished that someday you would hug me. Just once.” “That was only your fantasy.” Tears burned behind my eyes. “Yes. Just a fantasy. I understand that now.” “Tell me what exactly made me inferior to him? Why did your love belong only…
What was he going to tell me? I reached for another patient file, desperate for something to occupy my thoughts. The afternoon had crawled by since our interrupted moment, each hour stretching endlessly as I threw myself into work. But even the most complex medical cases couldn’t silence the questions echoing in my head. A…
The compliment caught me off guard. “Thank you.” “I’m serious. Beautiful, brilliant, dedicated to helping people… if I were the jealous type, I’d be worried about all the other guys trying to sweep you off your feet.” Something about his tone made me look at him more closely. He was smiling, but there was something…
“No.” I spun back to face him. He took a step closer. “Stop.” I held up a hand to keep him at a distance. “Just stop.” ‘I can’t stop, Sabi. I’ve tried.” The nickname broke something inside me. “Don’t call me that.” “Why not?” “Because it hurts.” The raw honesty in my own voice surprised…
‘I’m Marcus’s son, Blackwood blood, but what did I get? I remained silent for a moment. “That wasn’t my fault.” “Not your fault? Then whose fault was it?” “You enjoyed everything that should have belonged to both of us! You never learned to share!” “But what I can’t stand most is… you even get true…
I strode toward the voice, Edward falling into step beside me. Two warriors emerged from a crumbling cottage, dragging a man between them. He looked to be in his forties, thin and nervous, wearing clothes that had seen better days. “Found him trying to sneak out the back window,” one warrior reported. The man dropped…
“This is just lunch, Scarlett said gently. “Two friends getting to know each other. And who knows? Maybe you’ll realize you’re ready for something new. Or maybe you’ll confirm that you’re not. Either way, at least you’ll know.” I picked up my phone again, staring at Chris’s message. Maybe Scarlett was right. Maybe I could…