In wolf form, Ryan stalked through the woods, his hunger - and anger - mounting each second that passed. He'd just found out from Ana that Teresa had gone riding out to check the fence lines. By herself.... Panic hummed through him as he raced through a small patch of trees, lush and green now that it was spring.

Larissa's father was Vlad Dracul? Vlad Tepes? Vlad the fucking Impaler?"Tepes translated meant "the Impaler," something Connor clearly knew."Yeah."Surprising him, Connor let out a loud laugh. "Man I bet her family just loved that she mated with a shifter."A weight on Aiden's chest lifted at his Alpha's reaction. "You have no idea.

Aiden whirled on the tall cowboy. "What the fuck's your problem? Teresa looks like sex on heels so pull that stick out of your ass.

If for some reason she never regained her memories, she still didn't want to lose this male. Even the thought of that happening sent a shot of agony ricocheting through her.Larissa tore her lips back fromAiden's "I might never regain my memories," she blurted, needing to let him know."Then we'll make new ones.

Sweetheart, I'll lift my kilt and show you what I've got between my thighs and if you still think it's lit(tle) ---

I had no idea you could dance so well." Larissa linked her arm through Aiden's as they left the local pub.A few drunk men stumbled out behind them, singing offkey as they headed in the opposite direction."You shouldn't be so surprised considering how well I dance between the sheets," he murmured, his seductive voice wrapping around her like a warm caress.

Maybe we could get Aiden some pants because I'm tired of looking at his junk," Jayce muttered.

She couldn’t walk away from him again. Her heart couldn’t take it and she didn’t think his could either. When she'd left him, it had been like cutting off a limb. And she had, essentially. Because Ian was a part of her, embedded in her skin, her soul.

Want to feel you come around my cock,” he whispered darkly. “Want to hear you say you’re mine.” There was that bite of darkness to his words again.“I’m yours.” She could never be anyone else’s. That was a fact she knew without a doubt. “Say it again.” He thrust harder. “I’m yours, Ian.”He growled again, the sound as untamed as the male himself…