LOGINSerena is living an ordinary life until she meets Brax, a handsome stranger who happens to be a werewolf. He says they were meant to be together, but can she trust him? And will she ever fit in with his world?
View MoreSerena's POV“Are you ready?” Isabel asked, poking her head in the bedroom door.“I think so,” I said, turning around. Her hands flew to her mouth.“You look so beautiful!” she cried. “Brax isn't going to know what hit him.”He had gone to get ready in Damian's room, not wanting to spoil the surprise of seeing me at the ceremony.I turned back to the mirror. The dress that Brax has chosen for me fit perfectly, and though he didn't know it at the time, the strapless neckline showed off my wolf perfectly too. Nobody was going to miss it.We made our way down to the ballroom. I could hear the chatter of the crowd. The whole pack had been
Brax's POVWe rescheduled the mating ceremony for the following weekend, ten days away. I brought Serena home and cared for her as she recovered. She kept telling me to go to work but I couldn't be away from her.On the following Monday, she'd finally had enough. I came to our room with her breakfast but she was already up and dressed.“What are you doing?” I asked, putting her tray down.“I'm going to Princeton to see your office,” she said. “You can either come with me and get some work done, or stay here on your own.”She wore a cowl neck top that showed off her mark. Though she seemed proud to display it, I still hated the sight of it. I didn't think I'd ever be able to see it without remembering her unconscious form as they lifted her out of t
Brax's POVDamian pulled up to the emergency room doors, tires squealing. Some medical personnel were waiting for us with a gurney. “We're here, Serena,” I told her, squeezing her hand. There was no response.“Serena?” I said again, my breath catching in my throat. She didn't say anything.The door behind her head opened and several pairs of hands lifted her out of the vehicle. I scrambled out after her, feeling useless. I saw one of them lift her eyelids and shine a light in her pupils.“How long ago did she lose consciousness?” they asked me.“Just now,” I stuttered. “She was talking to me a minute ago.”They started towards the door, calling
Serena's POVI was still feeling the waves of pleasure from my orgasm wash over me when there was suddenly a sharp pain in my neck. It took me a moment to realize what was happening. I could feel Finn's breath on my shoulder, his head against mine, his hands holding me tight. But it was only when he pulled back that I understood. He had marked me.I tried to raise my hand to my neck, but he pulled it roughly away and licked at the wound. Maybe he thought that would stop the bleeding. But I knew it wouldn't.“Brax,” I called out shakily. “Help.”The hands holding me released me and I fell to the bed. I grabbed my neck, feeling the blood trickle through my fingers. I rolled over and Brax was looking at