se

city, turning the sky

trice has sent Investigator Martha to inspect the bridal suite. Pack tradition requires v

ng a small amber glass vial I ha

he master bed

e sat by the marble fireplace,

e said without looking up. "She won't leave

wants," I replied, walking

usement. "Give her what? You're a Wolfless. You d

glass vial, uncor

dar bark and wild valerian. When exposed to body hea

niffed the liquid, and frowned. "Cedar and

eaches many th

d outside the bedroom door, follo

led out. "By decree of the Elder Council,

sing the vial onto the duvet

ng only a thin silk camisole, and sl

ms, rubbing them together until the sc

ttoning his dark dress shirt to expose his broad,

ess, his large frame inst

oated hands against the sides of h

e warm, bare skin of his collarbone, a violen

iffened i

golden eyes widening as his gaze locked

an octave as his large hand wrapped around

ed against h

natural cedar musk, creating a thick, intoxicating

n so his lips brushed the shell of my ear. "

face, but I knew

t, trembling gasp, digging my nail

y thigh between mine, his thumb tracing a da

pulling a genuine, breathy moan from my che

or, the floorb

cil acknowledges the bond. May the M

the hallway until the heavy

pressing my palms against

didn'

ber eyes burning through the shado

d against my palms,

ing slightly on my hip before releasing me. "I have only ever s

ssion blank. "It is basic ancestral herba

and sitting on the edge, pulling his

to me, Elise. I have zero

, watching his broad back. "I onl