Ella Warm hands trail over my bare skin as I come awake, tracing the curve of my belly, outlining the shape of my breasts. Sinclair’s perusal is slow and steady, not meaning to arouse, but merely explore. My back is flush to his chest, and his broad shoulders offer endless support for my aching spi
“Not really.” I confess. “I’m not sure what to expect. I remember some of the details you shared about your visits, but there were so many. Besides, the delegations are so large I’m going to need a cheat sheet just to keep them all straight.” “Gabriel and his staff are going to be our living cheat
Sinclair The entire capital seems to have turned out to welcome the delegations from around the continent, for beyond the palace gates there is a sea of excited onlookers, clamoring to watch the parade of Alpha’s approach the summit. Gabriel and I lead our party down the palace steps to await them,
“Then let them search, they’ve never found us before.” The Storm Forest leader scoffs. “They’ve never known we existed before.” The King reminds him, a warning note in his voice. At that point, a silken voice pipes up beside me. “Not to mention the damage which would be done to the human communiti
Ella I’m exhausted after the feast, but I know our work isn’t yet complete. Roger hasn’t finished his report about the refugee crisis back home and though I realize the situation is urgent, I’m not eager to discuss it. I feel like my heart and mind are maxed out on thought and emotion, so delving e
“Well, how was the grand feast?” James asks, sounding both genuinely interested and apprehensive. “You’d know if you’d accepted our invitation.” Sinclair replies easily, a distinct hint of amusement in his voice. “I’m a soldier, I don’t have anything to talk about with people like that.” James cou
Ella James is just within reach now, and my wolf can’t help but think about how very biteable the soldier suddenly looks, in fact, he looks downright mouthwatering. There’s a tender bit of flesh poking over the top of his belt, where muscle and fat stores combine to give the man his barrel-like bui
“How, we can’t exactly demand their ID papers like a commercial airline – most of them have lost everything but the clothes on their backs.” James objects. “We can send in troops, but that would be like an invitation to Damon.” Gabriel adds, “Besides, I don’t want the relief efforts to be militariz