Ravished by the Beasts

tched around the front of the building like a light and dark striped skirt. The inside was just as modern as the outside. Peter helped to bring my belongings to the

y glow. Her husband, Lincoln, stood around six-foot-five, rocking the hot mountain man look without really having to try. Either he was well-endow

age to my room, allowing Chloe to giv

ehaven. If there’s anything you need, j

the place. Maybe talk to a few of the locals, meet some people, and settl

ning on taking the kids out for a

it’s not too much trouble,” I an

a hushed tone. “It’s Linc’s birthday this weekend, and the kids want t

en. What time should I

usually have me up around six. They run into our room and bo

know that I’ll crash as soon as my head touches t

ht filled the lavishly decorated suite, my jaw hit the floor. I

s being blown on my accommodation costs. Not that I was prep

n. I took a seat on the bed to peel off my clothes then pulled on a pair of pajamas, yawning and in need of some rest. As I cocooned myself in the feather-soft sheets,

d, harrowing sound that tore me from the land of slumber. I knew it was late because it was stil

ning for fuck’s sake,” I grum

as a wolfs’ song. I had barely managed to grab two hours' worth of sleep, and as the sound grew louder, I groaned with annoyance. Fair enough, this is what I came here for, but for God’s sake, I was ex

n I come and poke my nose into your habitat. If you disturb my sleep, I’ll fuck up you

s. I yanked the curtains closed before shuffling back to bed. At least I knew my research was going to prove a success, especially if there was a pack of wolves living beyond Chloe and Lincoln’s back garden. The insufferable nois

bed my phone to turn off the alarm. A groan escaped my lips the second I saw it was already eight a.m. My eyes stung and my head felt foggy as if I was suffering from a hangov

my damp towel around me, I shuffled over to the window, scanning the clear blue sky for any sign of a rain cloud. The sun

fore leaving my room, I grabbed my handbag and slumped off downstairs towards the communal dining area. Chloe was there, dressed, and ready to start the day. She was busy

.” She placed the bowl down in front of the little blo

big and strong just like Poppa Bear, won’t I, Mom

oe replied, then bowed down a

cess like you, Mommy?” The little cute blonde

” Chloe fawned, squeezing her daughter’s cheeks. She chuckl

” Angelica stated, her brown e

dy bear.” Chloe noticed me standing in

?” she

would have preferred tea, but I doubted they drank Yorks

eady had the kids’ car seats installed in the back. After such an enchanting breakfast, listening to

down while she was talking, whereas Cameron was the quiet one who hardly said a word. Chloe referred to them as her cubs. Maybe that was j