Eric's lips brush mine, a slow, light action that already has me hooked. A comforting warmth engulfs my body, spreading from limb to limb like wildfire. His sweet lips move delicately with my own, the caress of his lips softer than I could have imagined. It is over too soon as he drifts away. "Now was that so difficult?" Eric murmurs as I try to register what just happened.

While trying to see the best in everyone, Isabella finds herself battling against her own mind. After an attack on her pack, she has to choose between her newly discovered Alpha mate and her beloved, younger sister. Her heart is in the palm of his hand--though she struggles to admit it--but that doesn't mean he won't crush it. It is a game of trust, and she cannot afford to lose.

Big Bad Alphas

Walking up to the house, I glance behind me at the two guards waiting in the car before ringing the doorbell. An array of speedy footsteps and squeak-like cheers erupts from the other side, and I spot Kendra peeking through the side window. I smile and wave. The door is swinging open in a matter of seconds.

/"Isabella!/" She shouts and clings onto me. My arms wrap around her, a barrier between her and the world. /"I'm so excited!/"

I squat down and brush the stray hairs from her beautiful face. /"Did you do your hair yourself?/"

/"Yes, Mom’s with the Luna. She told me not to open the door unless it's you. I brushed it and tied it up like you used to,/" she explains and twirls the crooked pigtails between her fingers.

/"Alright. How about I braid it? My friend Caroline taught me how to do a Dutch braid, can I show you?/"

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