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

There is a knock on the door, so I open it to find Evangeline standing on the porch, looking depressed but different than at dinner last night. Immediately I urge her to come in, but she asks to walk with me outside. Together, we head off slowly in a random direction. The sun is beginning to fall.

/"How's your day been?/" I ask, surprised that she came to me in the first place.

/"You told my son to talk to me,/" she says, getting right to the point. /"Thank you for caring for him./"

I nod, still quite confused. /"Yes, I told him to ask about his father's death. I'm sorry if I brought on unwanted questions. It's still fresh and you were clearly in no state to talk about—/"

/"No, don't apologize. He deserved to know what happened to his father, and I'm sure Eric blamed it all on him./"

We continue on until we reach a path going through the trees, our voices quiet. /"Yes, that's why I told him to ask you./"

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