Quinn Loftis

“Then let us fight,” Ion told him. “We must stand strong to keep our pack together.”

“Aye,” both Alin and Nicu said at the same time, agreeing with the warrior.

“So be it,” Vasile said gra

“I’m mated to a werewolf, my mom is mated to a warlock king, my best friend is a gypsy healer, and a high fae is our protector and sadistic mentor. Why on earth would you think this would rock my world?”

“It means you stay human until you and I do the nasty,” Wadim cut in, waggling his eyebrows at her. Zara’s eyes grew wide.

“And I promise you this as well. It doesn’t matter what the answer is, I will still love you with everything I have. I don’t care if you have the blood of a thousand vampires or witches or trolls or ogres flowing through your veins, my love. You are mine and I am yours. Nothing, nothing, will ever change that.”

adim stopped and gently lifted her chin. “I may not be able to see into your mind, beautiful, but I’m perfectly capable of reading your face. Your pain is like a physical ache in me. I would do anything to remove it. Remember this, I’m your home now. I’m your safe place.”

We will kill him, his wolf snarled softly in his mind. Any that played a part in her being taken from us, being used and violated, being stripped of who she was, will bleed and then they will die.

The need to hold his Sally, to have her touch, suddenly overwhelmed him. Costin wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tightly against his chest. He tangled one of his hands in the back of her dark hair and pressed his face into the long locks. His wolf breathed deeply, over and over, saturating himself with her scent. “I love you, Sally mine,”

want to take a bath,” Costin said.
Sally’s head snapped back as she frowned at his back. “A bath? Right now?”
“Yes. Right now.”
“Care to explain why?”
“Because if you’re naked and sudsy, I’m less likely to go kill Skender.”

“I want to take a bath,” Costin said.
Sally’s head snapped back as she frowned at his back. “A bath? Right now?”
“Yes. Right now.”
“Care to explain why?”
“Because if you’re naked and sudsy, I’m less likely to go kill Skender.”

She let out a frustrated growl and was rewarded with a deep chuckle next to her ear. He was listening to her thoughts. Fur butt, she thought, knowing he’d hear that too.
Bethany felt his teeth scrape against her neck. I will not groan. I will not groan. I will not … shut the front door, I groaned. Her thoughts were swirling through her mind as her mate continued to kiss, bite, and suck on her neck over his mark. Her skin was especially sensitive lately, and she attempted to chalk it up to the fact that she was sexually frustrated.
When Drake’s mouth finally left her skin, he whispered in her ear, “If you stay with me tonight, there’s more of that in store.”