Series: Academy’s Rise #2
sister, Meda, will be High Alpha to all the lycans and vampires in the
world—The Collective. She’s just found her mates and one of the three is heir
to a huge witch Circle, which will one day unite the three major paranormal
I dodged a major bullet there. Thank Lucifer. I’m not a leader. I’m not someone
to look up to. I like to do my own thing and go my own way.
Unfortunately, I’m pretty sure I’m fighting a mating bond myself. As if I
needed three guys hanging on to my every freaking word.
And now, I’m having visions of what’s to come. It isn’t pretty.
My sisters and I must race against time to figure out what the vision means and
how to stop the pending evil from destroying everyone we love.
Failure isn’t an option.
the stairs, I kept my fingers proverbially crossed that I wouldn’t run into
anyone. Especially not Randell.
about the hot-headed sentry and he appears. I almost turned around and went back down
when I heard the top floor door open. I peered up the stairs and saw Randell.
Of course. Instead of running, I straightened my spine and held my head high. I
hadn’t done anything wrong. Randell hadn’t made any move to claim me. In fact,
he seemed dead set against the mating. So, fuck him.
moved past him, he scented the air. Then, faster than I anticipated, he grabbed
my arm and whirled me around to face him. “What the fuck, Tala?”
down at his hand then met his heated stare. “Apparently, I have another mate.”
jerked back as if I slapped him, releasing me. I didn’t say another word, just
started up the stairs again. He could’ve followed or he could’ve left. I really
wasn’t in the mood to care what he did. Unfortunately, he was in the mood to
argue. The fact that I smelled like another man and sex didn’t help anything.
entered the dorms I shared with my sisters, I didn’t bother to close the door.
Randell was right behind me and would be even more pissed if I slammed the door
in his face. However, the thought did cross my mind.
straight to my room because I needed to shower. Not for Randell’s benefit, but
my own. Fenton’s scent was driving me crazy. Add in Randell’s and damn, I was ready
to fuck both of them. At once.
shut that thought down. As mates, I was sure eventually that would be on the
agenda, but my body responded too readily to the idea, which meant I needed to
let it go for now. Damn.
my bedroom door, which did nothing to keep the growly sentry out, of course.
Randell barged in with a snarl. I glanced at him with one raised eyebrow. He
crowded me, trying to intimidate me. Whatever. It wouldn’t work.
hand on his large chest and pushed. It was effective enough to make him take a
step back. “I am going to take a shower.” If he didn’t move I’d show him who
was the damn alpha in this relationship.
what I’m talking about.”
he meant. With a sigh, I crossed my arms and glared at him. “You have made it
clear that you don’t want this mating.” Like he had any choice in the matter. I
poked him in the chest. “So don’t get in my face because I found a second mate
and acted on the flood of desires that comes along with it.”
again. “You didn’t think it would be good to talk to me first?”
no. My fangs
lengthened and my wolf snarled. Fury built inside me and my water boiled under
the surface, this time out of anger, not desire. I may not have been a fire
element like Meda, but I could pull on her heat to boil my water. “You don’t
have a say in what I do. You are my sentry, here to protect me, not order me
around.” Sometimes, like now, Meda’s heat came to me in anger or desire,
whether I called on it or not.
cold shower to calm me down. Hell, what I needed was to drown in my water.
Although water would never kill me, no matter how long I stayed under, when I
was in the water I didn’t need to breathe, because I was the water.
say I don’t get a say,” he said in a deadly low voice.
humorlessly. “Says who?” Turning on my heels, I entered the bathroom, slamming
the door behind me. Stripping out of my clothes, I tossed them into the hamper.
Jerking the shower curtain open, I turned on the cold water. I was so pissed at
Randell that my internal water was still boiling hot. I needed the cold to
counter it or I risked losing control. Hopefully, it would calm me down in the
minutes after I stepped under the cold sprays, Randell joined me. Damn it, I
was still pissed at him. Why did he have to bring his gorgeous ass—and
dick—into my shower? “Don’t. I’m pissed.” Giving him my hardest glare, I tried
to ignore his hard cock when I really wanted to bounce on it. Damn him.
He stepped closer and I groaned as his cock pressed against my hip. Then he
fisted his hand in my hair and pulled. “I never said I didn’t want to mate. I’m
still processing it. What I don’t want is for everything to change. Mating you
author of more than forty books, including her fan favorite Ashwood Falls
Series. A lifelong fan of magic, mystery, romance and adventure, Lia’s novels
novels feature compassionate alpha heroes and strong leading ladies, plenty of
heat, and happily-ever-afters.
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