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Griffin turned to his back and covered his eyes with his forearm in embarrassment. "Did you see my ladder?" He lifted his arm to see my reaction. I giggled softly and told him it looked painful. His eyes glowed at me when he said, "quite the opposite actually, for the receiver it's pleasant. It hurt like hell getting it done though." My cheeks turned pink at my naughty thoughts. Griffin lifted his arm and told me to get comfortable. I laid my head against his smooth chest and looked up at him smiling down at me. Why does he have to be so fuckable? My wolf was laughing at me in my mind. His scent was a cashmere and sandalwood blend and I inhaled it with delight. "What happened to me not needi

"Ray, you can't do this! I shout uselessly into the distance. Xavier stands up, and turns slightly to survey the rest of the battlefield. He seems surprisingly calm, but tears stream down his face in a betrayal of his true emotions. I can't help but think that there is something wrong with the image in front of me. That Ray is breathing, that he is going to open his eyes and nothing is right. That he would say something like "are you wrong?!" in his low, casual voice, and immediately dive back into the battle. I try to push this proposed reality forward, wondering, if I wish hard enough, that it might become the news. "They seem to be... backing off. But Griffin..." He squints his eyes and i

Ideally, she was meant to be weakened, only for a few minutes but with her, it wasn't the same. By the time Tane and Xander leaped into action, Griffin had already mind-linked his mate. She came storming in with men we hadn't seen, men that had energy because they weren't in the fight. We were already tired and the fact that they were skilled fighters didn't help us fight them. In the rush, Griffin revoked the Alpha title from his son, reclaiming it for himself, and then fled with his mate. They tried to go after them, but it was too late, they had already fled. We had men out all night searching for them and we still had nothing.

Chapter Fourteen I checked the rifle that I'm holding. I already emptied two magazines but I want to shoot more. "Phoenix." Centaur handed my target board. "Thanks." I said and smiled. My score was ninety five. Not bad. "I saw Sphinx with the new recruit. New girl." Griffin aimed for his target board. He's using our new M16. "What's her speciality?" Centaur asked. "Combat." Griffin answered. Hmm. We will see about that.

She looks up at him with concern, asking, “Is she okay?” Griffin looks down at Queen Xana and, with a slight nod of approval from Victoria Griffin, places his hand on Xana’s head. He closes his eyes and allows Memphis’ healing gift to seep into her. Griffin opens his eyes, looks at Victoria, and smiles.

“Why are you looking at me so alertly? I won’t do anything to you right now.” What he said sounded like he wanted Fane to be at ease, yet it was a complete power show. Fane frowned; this person did not come bearing good intentions. He had no idea who this person was as he had only joined the Dual Sovereign Pavilion recently. He could not have offended a chosen disciple, either. Fane could only gesture politely with his hands out of his mannerism. “May I know who you are?” Griffin raised his eyebrows. “I’m a chosen disciple, Griffin Olsen. Remember this name; you’ll be hearing it often in the future.”

"We can get ice cream, but we need to make a quick stop first." "The man with the red pen was weird," Griffin said, his voice small. "He asked if I was happy living with just a mom." My blood froze. Walsh had spoken to him. The secretary either hadn't known or hadn't wanted to alarm me further. "What did you tell him?" I asked, keeping my voice light despite the thundering of my heart. Griffin shrugged. "I told him it's just me and mom and Rocket." Rocket—his stuffed raccoon, named for his obsession with space. "And that you're the best mom because you help me build robots and don't get mad when I take things apart."

Griffin was a dangerous wolf, one who still held a minor feud against me. I hadn’t been very surprised by the news, but it had set my teeth on edge, knowing that the young Alpha had been close enough to Pixie that he might have done some serious damage. It was one of the reasons that I had hidden Amber away from Pixie and the rest of the pack, not wanting word to get out the strange wolf Griffin had anything to do our pack business. Griffin and his pack were a small pack in the East with a minor feud against mine in terms of boundary. But I hadn’t known how to explain any of that to Pixie, and it had landed me in hot water with her subsequently.

Why don’t you try stamping on his fine leather shoes next or snatching the Rolex off his wrist and smashing it off the ground? His lips pursed, he fixed me with a cold, hard glare. “Yes, that’s me, grotty Greyson, also known as grimy Greyson, Greyson Smelliot and Smelly Elliot. I tend to go by Greyson or Mr Elliot these days. You can call me Mr Elliot. I assume we went to school together?” “Zoe, Zoe Smithson.”

Eriva let out a small growl, her eyes glistening a light shade of gold, her fox coming to the surface. A fight between a golden dragon and a cunning 9 tailed werefox didn’t seem like a good idea right about now. We didn’t want to step into world war z just yet! We had so much on our platter to take care of! “Okay, guys. Calm down. Volkavik, that wasn’t nice, man. We need the phoenix, safe and alive. Or else we will be stuck in this reliquary for as long as your mind allows. We’ve been here for ages now, I think it’s time to get out and if we’re going to get out, we need HER. She is Grisha, remember!” Crescent stepped in putting his hands up. The fade scales on Volkavik’s skin faded and he st