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January 11 - January 19, 2025
“Don’t worry. Killian will be sorry before all is said and done.” “I don’t want him to be sorry. I just want to never see him again. Or if he was eaten by bears. That’d be okay.”
“I yanked the mate bond out of you.” She waggles her arched eyebrows. “Didn’t touch his now, did I?”
I get knocked down a lot. I always get back up.
“Oh, I get that now.” “She’s got forty pounds on you, at least.” Tonight, before I go to bed, I am going to replay that line in my head and snicker and be very disappointed in myself.
He has two modes when he’s up there—the pissy lord of all he surveys or the arrogant emperor willing to be entertained.
“Lochlan, what the fuck? She’s got a bad leg, asshole.” Gael abandons the fight and trots over. He elbows past a gawking Cheryl and bends over, grabbing me under the arms and hoisting me up with zero finesse.
“Do something,” Ashlynn hisses at me. Like what? Like a rodeo clown or those guys who distract the bull from a matador?
My wolf kind of checks out what’s going on behind her, and then she sits, careful of her bad back leg. She doesn’t cower or run. The happy idiot plops down on her rump and begins to lick herself. I like her. We’re gonna die, but she does not care. She’s not gonna let Killian’s wolf see her sweat.
“Lochlan tripped me on purpose. Are you okay with that? ‘Cause I remember having to sit through a bunch of lectures about how only pussies hit females and pups.”
Someone would slip back to the old ways, and he’d call everyone out to the grassy lawn in the middle of the commons, and spend an hour or two ripping the pack up for being a bunch of “limp dick bitches who can’t fight someone their own size.”
“Eyes up here.” His voice is bemused. “What’s going on, Una Hayes?” I swallow. “You’re reaming me out.” “Kind of feels like the opposite.”
Lochlan stumbles. Weaves. He’s not smirking anymore. But Killian—Killian’s grinning now. His eyes are bright gold with pale blue rims. “Get off on tripping lone females with bad legs, eh?” he pants.
“Maybe you should come back to my cabin,” he says.
“You taste so good, baby. Let’s go back to my place. We’ll get this out of our systems.”
He sighs in exasperation and paces a few feet away. “You gotta tell me what’s going on in your head. I’m not a mind reader.” It comes out so easily. He’s definitely said this to a female before. My wolf growls and tosses her head. I’m with her.
i despise a man who says this
The alpha of Quarry Pack slept on my porch. And he took my shawl when he left.
He said witches dance between raindrops. Any male who thinks to control one doesn’t understand nature.
“Pain.” It’s a strange question, but I’ve been asked it before. I shifted at nine years old. That’s unheard of, and wolves are nosy. “What else?” “Blood. Screams. I thought I went blind for a while.” “Do you remember what happened before the shift?” “Not really. It was a normal day.”
IT WAS THE DAY SHE GOT ATTACKED OMG
“Your mother brought you and Una up here afterwards. You were almost dead. You both were.” I’m surprised my father let her. He was big on rubbing dirt in it.
“You knew this. She told you she was your mate. You rejected her. She told you I fixed it. You must have found her nest in the woods. I can scent traces of her heat on you. You know all of this. But you’re deaf to it. Because you are getting in your own way.”
want him to die and fall in a deep hole and go flying out the other side of the world. I want someone to ruin everything he worked for. I want him to have to ask permission and sneak around and hustle for every penny because he doesn’t have a choice.
“Shift, baby.” Killian’s human voice is gravel.
How wrong is it to give an elder a beatdown if it keeps the peace?
no🙏
I need not to have fucked up the best thing that’s ever happened in my life before it even happened.
I LOVE AN INFATUATED MAN
“Now’s the time. Later might be too late.” I go ahead and pull the lever on the footrest. Now I’m fully reclined. There’s no way I can look less intimidating.
Kennedy shows no mercy. She also calls me a “bitch-ass fuckboy” under her breath.
A smart alpha doesn’t take something shared from the heart and say, “You don’t feel what you feel. You don’t think what you think.” That’s how you teach folks to lie to your face. So I say, “Okay.”
it, my friend.” Killian frowns. He’s still close, hovering. He touches my forehead like a dam checking her pup for fever.
“I didn’t ruin it, Una, did I? Did I break it before it started?” His voice roughens like tumbled rocks. It washes over me. “It was never what I wanted. It was never like this. Now.”
She owns me, and that makes her the most powerful wolf in the five packs. And I don’t think she has a clue.
I remember now. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Letting the females take my mate away. And how I knew then what I needed to do. How I could make sure no one ever hurt her again. I had to change everything.
her in trouble. “What do you say, mate?” I ask her. “Can any female go gallivanting around town?” Her eyes spark. She draws herself up. “Yes. If they want to.”
“Alpha doesn’t pity me. Alpha belongs to me.” Hell, yeah, I do.
My heart explodes in pure joy, and then I panic. She’s not moving. Her eyes are closed. I slap her cheek gently, and then with a sharp tap. Oh, Fate. I broke her. What do I do? I tap harder, and she jerks her head to the side and grumbles drunkenly, “What’re you doin’? Knock it off.”
“Because it was your first time.” I’m oddly nervous. It was good. She said so herself. But still.
“You tell me if some asshole starts sniffing around her. Kill him first. Then let me know.” He’s not joking. I understand completely. I nod, and we’re silent together for a while.
“You’re fuckin’ Socrates?” “Not lately. We’re on a pause.”
“That’s why you’ll make a good one,” the crone says.
Killian did it all for me. He changed this pack and everyone in it through the sheer force of his will, for me. Because of the kind of world he wanted for me to live in. Not our young—me.
“Because you’re the alpha. And I’m your mate. This is my pack. They’re my pack. Even the dumbasses. Not the Byrnes though. Fuck them.”
“You’re my mate?” His temple twitches, and he finally stops in his tracks. There’s a surge of pure, sparkling energy through the bond. “You know I am.” “You forgive me?” “If you’re sorry, yes.” “I said I was.” “Because I have a knife at my throat.”
Fate made me Killian Kelly’s mate. That doesn’t mean what I thought it did. I’m not his to do with as he pleases. He is mine.
“Seems they already do.” Killian gazes up at me, and even in the dim light, his eyes twinkle. “Are those all your demands, Alpha?”
“Everything I’ve ever done, I’ve done for you, Una Hayes.”
The pack is always looking at me now, but in a different way than before. I don’t want to call it awe, but it’s close. It’s how you look at a snake handler or a lion tamer, I guess. Like they’re insane, but also kind of magic.
didn’t know what I was doing when I let Abertha sever the bond. It wakes me up in a cold sweat sometimes, the thought of what I almost lost forever. This blunt, bull-headed, arrogant male who would move mountains for me. Who already has.
