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
Ella After the meeting ends and Sinclair and I are safely ensconced in the privacy of our bedroom, I start to change out of my dress. No sooner is the delicate fabric pooled around my feet than my mate sidles up behind me, sliding his arms around my bare waist. “I can’t decide what made me prouder.
At last the combination of his tender touch, soothing sounds, steadying power and wise words take hold, and I feel the tension drain out of my body. I shake my head, my voice thick as I utter, “No.” “Of course not.” Sinclair murmurs, offering me a soft smile. “Now, on a scale of one to ten how exha
3rd Person The next morning Isabel woke to find James in bed beside her, fully clothed and quietly speaking to Sadie, who was snuggled between their bodies. Outside, the caretakers Isabel hired to help with the nursery were already getting the pups up and fed, so she let herself relax a while longe
A beat of silence met his words, and for one horrible moment, James was terrified that Isabel would lose her interest in him. What good was he as a mate or father if he made such grave mistakes? If he couldn’t detect lethal threats and endangered the very people he was meant to keep safe? Instead,