Seduced by Fate, Bound by Desire
breaths came off labored, as if a wicked fist was wrapped around he
No, they were of same height as Nickolas, but they exuded so much power and co
g coming alive in her core, something primal that reached
rst one, Tristan declared
etween her and the imposing men. Her troubled heart sighed in relief
olas." Tristan's face bor
ground, fighting within himself to d
her because s
eyes but he remained silent,
er ready to pounce. "Yes she is your wom
d, mirroring the con
something heartwarming. "Yes, my love. You've got not just one but tw
een able to reach, but the meaning of his words, the repercussions of wo
nt Marissa." She looked at her aunt, who'd just ran t
d down her shoulders and the sleeveless red dress beyond fitting over her slim frame. Aud
them was a sincere apology, a plea for forgiven
rry, Au
few steps. "I...I don't unders
owerfully built but quick-footed men in black suits. They stopped behind t
he quiet one, said simply, hi
ing them out with strangely warm smiles and cajoling words. After the room was empty, the we
s of the once jolly and full room threatened her
, he seemed to be enjoying the drama. But then a frown creased his forehead as he rega
dsome face. But she was weak, beyond panicked. Tears stung her eyes. Toda
thought it was the on
rs. "What do they mean by me being their mate? I can't be mated to a werewolf wh
ad fell in d
rm grip Nick had around her palm, pouring strength a
in her eyes said it all. Said that Audrey Holland had bee
o she knew as her only family, she t
em take me Nick." Her
ne wolf pack and bound by blood to respect and
ding the werewolf community, but yet, in that mo
y before he positioned himself, all tall broadness of him
wilder. The wolf in him was simmering on the edg
ou think you're doing, Nick? You'll on
ie fighting for this woman, th
ft of his upper lip still there. "I never read you
n was standing nose to nose with Nickolas, fie
her Reynolds pleaded. "We should settle this matter like civilize
You made a pact with the Frostone wolf pack eighteen years ago. From that m
way from him, bu
eckard paused. "Now, she belongs to us. Do you
her aunt to reply. To oppose every
tears flowing freely down her
in herself. A large hand wrapped around her wrist and in one forceful
whiff of his scent. Like a storm of roaring wind and crackling lightening, of pounding rain and wo
nce. His scent was different. There was a hint of muskiness mixed with something else, something she couldn't describe that belo
ng wave of heat spread through her pounding heart, tin
urs, but was only a few seconds,