The Wolf Prince's Fated Love

Filed to story: The Wolf Prince’s Fated Love It was frustrating and arousing, and if he’d been in the hall, I wasn’t sure if I’d have leapt on him or snarled at him for daring to smell so freaking delicious. As if I’d conjured him with the thought, he stepped out of his bedroom a…

Filed to story: The Wolf Prince’s Fated Love He opened the door to the closest one for me and didn’t let go of my hand until I was seated. When he did let go, it was to grab the seat belt, buckling me in himself. “I can do that myself, you know. I’m a big…

Filed to story: The Wolf Prince’s Fated Love “Just the two of you?” he asked in heavily accented English. “We’re really hungry,” Gael joked without missing a beat. It was a new side of him I’d never seen before, a freedom that he usually didn’t show when we were with the pack. He was always…

Filed to story: The Wolf Prince’s Fated Love Can’t answer? “Let’s get them out of here. This crowd is going to want to celebrate all night,” Dirge said with a low growl. He was right. The party had switched to revelry mode, the wolves inside high off the violence, the people high off the drama…

Filed to story: The Wolf Prince’s Fated Love If I was being honest with myself, though, I was also cranky about Gael. The woman last night had nearly pushed me over the edge. He was hot, yes, but she’d literally thrown herself at him. Some wolves got off on the violence, but I was not…

Filed to story: The Wolf Prince’s Fated Love Finally, my wolf eased up, and I let him go. He swore as he dropped the cup, coffee splattering everywhere on the pristine marble and his own fancy, dove-gray suit pants. My black cargos wouldn’t show it, so I didn’t care. “Barbarian fucker,” he muttered as he…

Filed to story: The Wolf Prince’s Fated Love I gnawed on my bottom lip as I turned it over and over in my hands, the envelope heavy and thick, made of good-quality paper, just like the first one. Was I ready to open it? I shook my head as I stood, picking up the one…

Filed to story: The Wolf Prince’s Fated Love “No, that’s not what it means. It means I’ve been called. The Goddess herself chose me to bring this baby into the world. I’m not even mated. My mother? She was shitty. Her life was hard, and she couldn’t handle it. She used alcohol to drown the…

Filed to story: The Wolf Prince’s Fated Love “How’s Kane holding up?” I asked Bri, desperate for a distraction from the sounds of metal chair legs scraping wood and what would happen when it stopped. “It’s tough, but he’s tougher,” she said with a grimace. “I’m doing my best to soothe him through the bond,…

Filed to story: The Wolf Prince’s Fated Love He laughed at that, shooting me an incredulous look. “Nope, no talking horses or magic swords. Unless you count?-“ “No, I do not count your dick, you dirty bird.” I smacked him on the arm, the little bit of contact sending an unwelcome zing of lust through…