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He's Finally Using his Brain

Author: Sis Shepherd
last update publish date: 2026-06-18 23:16:09

Back in the cramped shack on the outer perimeter, the hours dragged by with agonizing slowness.

Julia had finally stopped demanding that Stephen fix her VIP status, but the silence hadn't lasted long. Her bruised ego had simply found a new target to fixate on: Emerald.

"I bet she's just loving this," Julia sneered, pacing the few feet of available floor space. She wrapped her arms around herself, glaring out the dirty window toward the distant, towering peaks of the stadium. "Sitting up there i
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    Zyan saw the overwhelming realization dawn in her eyes and quickly stepped in to ease the sudden weight resting on her shoulders."You don't have to if you don't want to," Zyan assured her, his voice incredibly gentle, stripped of any demanding Alpha command. "But if you do make them, you can be absolutely certain that if you never want to wear yours... they will never be worn. I will keep them in a safe place forever. And I will pay you for your time and craftsmanship, of course."Zyan saw the overwhelming realization dawn in her eyes and quickly stepped in to ease the sudden weight resting on her shoulders. It had hit Emerald like a physical blow, the weight of it crushing her lungs. She stepped back, but Zyan was already there, not to trap her, but to block the world from seeing her shake."You don't have to," Zyan said. His voice was low, stripped of the Alpha command that usually vibrated in his tone. "If you make them, and you never want to wear yours, they will never be worn. I

  • The Weight of Frost   Forever Stone and the Silver Paw Crest

    As they continued their slow stroll along the winding, firelit path, the comfortable, easy energy between them shifted into something just a little more serious.Zyan glanced down at her, his expression softening as he carefully chose his next words. "I actually have a couple of questions for you," he began, his deep voice carrying a gentle, deeply reassuring tone. He slowed his pace just a fraction to look her squarely in the eyes. "And I want you to know right off the bat that I will be completely okay with you saying no."Emerald’s breath hitched, a sudden, freezing spike of panic piercing straight through the warm comfort of the evening. Her heart instantly started to hammer against her ribs like a trapped bird.Not the mate bond again, she pleaded silently to herself, her mind flashing back to the absolute terror and heartbreak of her past. Please, not the mate bond again.She forced herself to take a shallow, grounding breath, her fingers tightening nervously around the fabric o

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  • The Weight of Frost   You Always Were the Crazy One

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    Zyan stood rooted to the spot, chest heaving with ragged, uneven breaths. Every inch of distance she put between them felt like a physical tearing of his own flesh. Ky was losing his mind, snarling and thrashing against the inside of Zyan's ribs like a caged storm. Beside him, Maddox turned, his

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    As the guards hoisted the last of the flour bags into the back of the SUV, Reagan closed the tailgate with a solid thud and then rested against the bumper. She let out a long sigh, wiping a smudge of dirt from her jeans, before turning to the older woman."I'm really happy we could have this day to

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