Page 99 of Shaped By Darkness

Pike and Sol are much nicer and more approachable. Well, Pike is; his wolf, not so much. He didn’t seem to give a shit about ripping me apart when I stopped him from mating and marking Serena.

I swear sometimes when he’s shifted, I still see the annoyance in his eyes, and I have a feeling he’s holding a grudge even now that they’re mated.

“So you wouldn’t let him fuck me while you fuck him?” Serena asks with a pout. Her voice is so quiet I almost miss it, even only a few feet away.

Her face is so damn red I’m shocked she was able to get the words out.

Storm blinks his eyes open slowly, looking at Serena as if in disbelief. She bites her lip hard enough that I worry she might bleed, but damn it if she doesn’t look so hot like that. Her hair spread out on the pillow, cheeks flushed, teeth sunk into her lower lip.

She looks like a queen—no, like a goddess.

Storm reaches up, his thumb pulling her lip free before he leans in to press his lips to hers, ever so gently. I know I should look away, but I can’t.

“I never said that.” Storm’s lips are still on hers, but it’s impossible to miss the way her eyes shoot open, pupils blown wide, full of lust and disbelief.

The scent of Serena’s arousal fills the air, and I can’t resist breathing it in, my beast growling his satisfaction, and I’m not the only one.

The sounds of our beasts rumbling their approval feels almost strange considering we were all alphas. For all intents and purposes, we shouldn’t get along, we shouldn’t be able to share not only a bed but a mate, and we shouldn’t all be scenting our mate together.

That’s not how alphas work; that’s why they’re called alphas, and even in packs that have more mates, there’s never more than one alpha.

So why do I get the feeling my beast would happily fuck her right now, even with an audience?

My selfish, hoarding wyvern. This goes against everything he is.

Our pack.

His voice sounds in my mind with the only answer that makes sense.

We're a pack, all of us, even those who aren’t here right now.

We make it downstairs to eat and actually sit and enjoy breakfast instead of rushing to finish and get to the village.

Blair and the twins will be going back later today to help finish up a few final things, but the urgency is gone.

At least for now, with the village anyway.

Other things still need to be talked about and handled, even if I’d rather pretend they didn’t exist, like everything was perfect now.

“Hey Rena, can I talk to you?” She looks up, away from Pike, who’s currently lying on the bench, his head on her lap, demanding ear scratches despite still being in human form. I nod toward the entrance of the main hall, hoping to get her somewhere less crowded, not so many listening ears.

“Uhh, sure.” She nods, pushing at Pike’s head for him to move, which earns me a glare.

Boohoo, at least he gets cuddles and love. I was more than half sure she was going to tell me to take a hike rather than go off to talk to me alone. Especially after what happened the last time we ‘talked’.

Yeah, not my best.

But I’ve been trying to do better, tobebetter for her.

Even if that means dealing with Ryker, who I can’t help but think I might have been wrong about, maybe.

I’m not one hundred percent on that yet, but, fuck, maybe Mom was right.

Ugh, why is she always right?

“So…” Serena says, startling me out of my thoughts.

Crap, I’d forgotten she was even here.

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