Sydney Marie

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

Sitting in the center of the living room, I look around the walls at the family pictures and smile. I especially enjoy the picture of Eric when he was a toddler. There are no pictures of him as a child at the pack house. /"They're in here,/" I hear Evangeline's voice from further in the house.

I glance to Eric, who is standing off to the side, seeming rather uncomfortable. His gaze is glued to a random spot on the wall.

/"Sebastian, this is Isabella./" Turning to the hallway, I see Evangeline standing beside the man from the pictures. He looks like an older, different version of Eric.

Immediately I stand up and reach my hand out. He shakes it. /"Hello, it's nice to meet you finally./"

He smiles in a fatherly way. /"Yes, of course, I was wondering if Eric was ever going to bring you over./"

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