ANMELDENNow that she mentioned it, it had been like my body had used muscle memory. My body had moved instinctively without thought or reason. "Maybe watching Blaze has rubbed off on me."It was the only explanation I could offer. "Will you ladies shut up?" one man turned to growl at us, "I don't care wha
Elise POVI stiffened as two of the men tried to grab my shoulder. Two more grabbed Chloe, who shouted in indignation."Let go of me, you disgusting, smelly toads!"The men laughed, highly amused. I stepped on one of the men's feet and then dove my elbow into his stomach. He howled and stepped back
"Keep holding on to that hope," I muttered, leaning back in the chair, "because I suspect that Blaze will kill you for this."And possibly me. Chloe didn't care. It wasn't the first time she'd encountered Blaze's wrath, and it sure as hell wouldn't be the last.She stared as the artist began to out
Elise POVThe tattoo artist was skeptical as he eyed us both; his eyes narrowed, and a look of doubt appeared on his face. "Are you sure you really want to do this?" he asked carefully. "Because trust me, ladies, you should always consider if this is something you can live with permanently. Not to
Tristan remained steadfast in his resolve. "I would have executed you by now if Calista didn't want her own pound of flesh. Besides," he said slowly, "killing you would be merciful. You took such selfish delight in torturing my omegas for nothing more than dropping a glass; I thought you should exp
Third-Person POV"You son of a bitch," she howled, slamming herself against the bars of her cell, the burning sensation failing to prevent her from doing it again and again in her fury. He smirked. "You thought you had me beat," he drawled, looking remarkably composed, hands in his pockets, a calm







