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  “I hear you’re not the only one expecting a little one. It’s my understanding that GianMarco’s bloodmate is expecting, again.”

  “Ah yes. Maggie is pregnant with their second child. Us vampires aren’t known for being very fertile but every once in a while, we’re fortunate to have more than one child.”

  “Well, your father had six so perhaps this is lightning striking twice.”

  “Two of them were when he was still human, but enough about me. Are you going to be all right?”

  “For now. Although, Gage is still on the loose and I have a feeling he won’t rest until he has Anisa and Sarah. I can’t sit around and wait for him to make a move. I have some of my pack members searching for him. I got Sarah to ask Anisa some questions about the location of Gage’s lair but the bastard never stays in one place. It’s a mobile operation. He finds these abandoned structures, changes them with his black magic to suit his needs. When he grows bored with a place, he moves it along with his captives to a new place. Anisa believes that he’s somewhere in Eastern Europe, but we’ll see.”

  “I can send some of my Underground agents to help your men look for him.”

  Paris shook his head. “I couldn’t impose.”

  “It would be no trouble at all. It’s the least I can do for you, considering how much you’ve done for me over the years.”

  “I appreciate that. Thank you.”

  “In the meantime, should we be on the lookout for the warlock who Anisa was with for these past years?”

  “No. He knows not to bother Anisa unless he wants me to kill him. I don’t think we’ll be hearing from him again so we let him go. As far as I know, he’s no longer associated with the Hunters.”

  “Maybe not but he’s still someone I’d keep an eye on. Let me put some of my men on it.”

  “You’re absolutely right. I don’t know why I didn’t think of that. I suppose I was so excited to have Anisa back that I didn’t give the situation my full attention. Besides, I figured after Steel warned him off he’d leave us alone.”

  “Steel was with you?’”

  Paris nodded. “He’s been a tremendous help. Steel was called away because of some family matter.”

  “You could have called me if you needed assistance.”

  “I know but you deserve some time to spend with your bloodmate. And with your child coming, you may not have many opportunities to be alone for a long time.”

  “Isis would understand. She’s hoping everything will be resolved between you and the Hunters so that Persephone can visit in time for the birth.”

  “I hope so, as well. Anyway, I won’t keep you. But I appreciate you listening to me ramble on about my problems.”

  “Anytime. That’s what friends are for. Even though, I advised you to give Anisa some time, find a way to show her your sincerity. She has to see your heart.”

  “I thought I was doing that but perhaps I wasn’t trying hard enough.”

  “You’ve never been one to give up.”

  “And I don’t intend to. Thank you, Dante.”

  The vampire smiled. “Anytime, my friend. And if you need back up for your Gage problem, don’t hesitate to contact me.”

  “I won’t. Goodbye.” He signed off.

  Dante’s words stuck in his mind long after the conversation was over. How did he get Anisa to see his heart?

  Chapter Fifteen

  For the past few days, Anisa had gone on a morning run. Being able to run again was invigorating so she ran when she woke up and before she went to bed. This morning was no different. She slid out of bed and threw on a dress that she could easily slip out of before her shift. She headed downstairs careful not to wake Paris.

  Though she was reluctant to live in his house, Anisa conceded it was the best option for her. As Paris had pointed out, Sarah and Constantine needed their time together and the other houses on the island were occupied and she didn’t feel comfortable staying with other pack members.

  For the most part, Anisa stayed out of Paris’s way. When he wasn’t holed up in his office, he was handling pack business. So far, they didn’t have many run-ins and when they did, Paris remained cordial. Thankfully he didn’t push the issue of them sharing a room so she was given her own space.

  As she headed downstairs, she was surprised to find Paris waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs.

  “Good morning, Anisa,” he greeted.

  She stopped herself from rolling her eyes. She’d gotten used to his presence of late but it didn’t mean she was ready to fall in his arms.

  “Good morning,” she returned. He was partially blocking the stairway so she couldn’t get past him without pressing her body against his.

  “I notice that you’ve been going for a morning run since you’ve been here.”

  “Is that a problem?”

  He shook his head. “No. Not at all. I was just hoping that I could join you today.”

  “Why?”

  “You’ve been living under my roof this past week and we barely get to talk.”

  “I kind of prefer it that way, Paris. I only agreed to stay in this house as long as long as we stayed out of each other’s way.”

  He lowered his lids hiding his expression from her. “I see. Well, enjoy your run then.”

  He turned to leave and Anisa felt a twinge in her head. She’d hurt him and that hadn’t been her intention. She remembered how she’d felt when she was younger and all she wanted to do was get to know Paris better. Now that the ball was in her court, rejecting him this way didn’t feel the way she thought it would. She received no actual satisfaction from making him feel bad. That didn’t mean she had to let her guard down. But at the very least she could be more cordial toward him. What was the harm in letting him run with her just this once?

  “Uh, Paris, wait!” she called out to him.

  He turned on his heel and gave her a questioning stare with his green eyes that had a hint of blue in them. She’d forgotten how startling that bedroom gaze was. “Yes?”

  “I, um, I don’t see a reason why you can’t come with me this morning. I mean, that is if you still want to.”

  He smiled, revealing deep dimples in each cheek. It made her heart skip a beat. “Of course. I’d love to. Would you like to run on the beach?”

  Anisa nodded. “That’s my favorite spot to run.”

  “I know.”

  She raised a brow. “You do?”

  “I don’t mean to make you uncomfortable but I’ve watched you.”

  “Why have you never said anything?”

  “I didn’t want you to get upset. I was hoping you’d eventually invite me on one of your runs but I’ve never been a patient man. Shall we go?”

  She nodded, following him outside. They walked out of the house and toward the beach in silence. Anisa didn’t know why she felt so awkward around Paris all of a sudden. She’d tried hard to suppress her feelings for him. She didn’t want to forget their tumultuous past. That way it would be easier for her to separate herself from him when this situation with Gage was over…if they all survived.

  When they made it to the beach, Paris turned to her. “Is this a good spot?”

  She nodded in response.

  Paris shrugged out of his clothing until he was nude and Anisa followed suit as she averted her gaze. Paris was the epitome of masculine perfection from the toned pecs down to his ribbed abdomen. Broad shouldered and solid, he was all male.

  Unable to help herself, Anisa snuck a peek over her shoulder and bit her bottom lip at the sight of his cock at half-mast. It was so incredibly thick and she grew warm thinking about how it had felt inside of her.

  “Are you ready?” he asked softly, breaking into her thoughts.

  Anisa nodded, not trusting herself to speak. Dropping to her hands and knees, she threw her head back and howled as the transformation took over her body. Thick fur dotted her skin as bones broke and realigned inside of her. There was still a tinge of pain that wasn’t usually
felt when a shifter morphed, but it would take some time before her body was completely stable from years of being out of practice. When she was in full wolf form, she turned to Paris who had already changed. He watched her through his wolf eyes that were a warm amber.

  Shall we? He asked telepathically.

  She took off. Catch me, if you can. Anisa darted across the beach running with everything she had.

  Paris was on her tail but as he got closer, she sped up. They ran the length of the beach before Anisa veered off the path toward the forest. Exhilarated as her paws dug into the earth with each stride, she felt invincible. Her lungs stretched and compressed as she panted. She wasn’t sure how she’d survived without being in this form. In her younger days during the times when she felt overwhelmed from the duties of being the Alpha’s daughter, being in touch with her wolf side gave her a sense of peace. When she ran, it was almost like flying.

  Anisa circled the entire island, cutting through the beach again and then heading to the forest again. She nearly forgot Paris, who was keeping a steady pace but remained behind, was with her. She was fast, probably faster than most but she was under no illusion that Paris couldn’t outpace her if he really wanted to. She appreciated the fact that he held back and allowed her to set the course. The longer they ran, however, the more she became aware of him. His scent infiltrated her nostrils, the sound of his soft pants as he trailed behind, nearly made her stumble. Finally, when it felt as if her lungs would burst from exertion, she stopped in the forest.

  By my calculation, we’ve been running for close to an hour. Are you finished already? Paris asked.

  Shifters could run up to a few hours without rest so she didn’t take that as a taunt. I guess I have to build up my stamina, again. When I was with Gaspard, I was unable to shift and when I was with Roland, I didn’t get to run so I’m a bit out of practice.

  Paris released a low growl. Every time I think of you with them I get angry. I wish I hadn’t let that Gaspard go free. What he did to you…

  Don’t. I don’t want to think about him right now. I hope I never have to see him, again.

  Paris didn’t answer right away which made Anisa think there was something he wasn’t telling her. What are you hiding from me, Paris?

  Anisa, the last thing I want is for you to worry.

  Frustrated, Anisa quickly shifted back to her human form because she was unable to effectively convey all her emotions as a wolf. “You don’t think I’m not worried already? Every night, I think about the danger surrounding me because I had the misfortune of being born with a power I don’t understand. I think about Gage coming for me. I think about Gaspard and how he manipulated me. I wonder if he’ll find a way to wiggle back into my life. So please don’t patronize me by saying not to worry. You’re far too late for that.”

  Paris stared at her silently, still in wolf form. He closed his thoughts off to her so she didn’t know what he was thinking. Paris was a big man when he was on two legs, but when he was a wolf, he was nearly as tall as her right now and he was ten times more intimidating. He started to pace back and forth and she watched him warily to see what his next move would be.

  Finally, he shifted back into his naked human male glory. “Anisa, I don’t mean to be condescending to you. I didn’t want to say anything because I’m trying to protect you even if it is from worry. But, I realize you have a right to know what’s going on. We’ve had some men watching Fortier to track his moves. I ordered this to make sure he doesn’t come close to you anymore. I also have some men looking for Gage and his men so that we can make a preemptive strike.”

  “And you had no intention of telling me what was going on?”

  “Eventually. I was hoping we could take care of the issue before you knew what was going on.”

  “So that you’d get to play the hero?”

  “No. So that I can get rid of a threat that has wiped out a number of our kind. And yes, this is something especially important to me because he’s after you. You’re the most important person in the world to me and I won’t apologize for the way I feel about you. I love you, Anisa, I always have and I always will no matter how much you try to push me away.” By the time he was finished his statement, he was hovering over her.

  Anisa wanted to be angry with him but his nearness was driving her crazy. Damn this bond!

  She hurled herself into his arms. Thankfully, Paris had the quick reflexes to catch her as she wrapped her legs around his waist. She pressed her lips against his.

  Paris pulled his head back. “Anisa, you better be serious about wanting this because there’s no going back.”

  She caught his bottom lip between her teeth and pulled. “Stop talking,” she muttered before plunging her tongue into his mouth exploring every crevice and tasting him. Anisa ran her finger through his thick dark hair and gave it a tug, deepening the kiss. His taste was so intoxicating and she was so turned on taking charge of this big bad Alpha. It made her feel powerful and that she could conquer anything. She devoured his mouth taking all that she could. Only when she needed to take a breath did she raise her head and look him in the eyes.

  “You like it when I take control, don’t you?” she demanded.

  “I’ll take you any way I can have you, Anisa.” He said it with so much sincerity that it made something inside of her twinge, but she immediately pushed that feeling away. He didn’t have the right to make her feel this way. This was purely physical and nothing more. She wouldn’t allow him to make this more than what it was.

  She let her canines descend and scraped them against his neck, careful not to mark him because the implications of that was something she couldn’t handle.

  “Yes, agapitós, take what you need.” She licked his skin, savoring the salty flavor beneath her tongue. Her already sensitive nipples pebbled against his hair-roughened chest driving her insane with lust. His erection rested against her belly and her pussy throbbed with need. She had to have him inside of her.

  “I want you, now!” she growled.

  His eyes glowed changing to their wolf amber. “Then, take me. Fight for it.”

  “Is that a challenge?”

  “What do you think?” He smirked before tossing her to the ground.

  He immediately fell on top of Anisa before she could recover. Paris pinned her arms above her head. “Now who’s in charge?”

  “Me!” Anisa roared bucking her hips with enough force to toss him off. She lunged at him and pinned him to the ground with her knees on his shoulders.

  She was surprised when he didn’t make a move. Anisa looked down at him with a smug smile. “No fight left? We just got started. You give up way too easily, Paris.”

  He returned her smirk with one of his own. “Why should I fight you when I have such an enticing view of your cunt. It’s like a beautiful flower glistening with dew. And the smell is so intoxicating that it’s practically begging me to taste it.” And with that, he gripped her hips and pulled her down so her pussy was firmly planted over his mouth.

  Anisa wanted to fight him but it felt too damn good. Damn this man for knowing how to work her body into a frenzy. He shot his tongue deep inside of her, fucking her with his tongue. Anisa arched her back and squeezed her breasts as sparks of passion slid along every nerve ending of her body.

  Paris’s mouth was magic. He fucked her with his tongue and she didn’t know how long she could hold on before she came all over his face.

  Just when she didn’t think he could possibly give her more pleasure, Paris shifted his tongue. It grew longer, the texture grew rougher, and it went deeper, creating a whole new sensation.

  Anisa tried to pull away, unable to handle the intensity of his ministrations but Paris dug his fingers into her hips, pinning her to his face.

  “Paris! Paris! I’m going to come!”

  His response was to flick his tongue even faster, pushing her to a climax so deep she howled over and over again.

  Paris continued to eat her pussy, lapping
her juices. He licked every inch of her pussy as she crested on wave after wave of emotional bliss. As she came down from her high, Paris lifted her off of him.

  “Get on your hands and knees.”

  “Huh?” Anisa asked in a passion-filled haze.

  “On your hands and knees, now. This is what you wanted, wasn’t it? A quick fuck, right?”

  Slowly, she nodded.

  “Then do it. Don’t make me ask you again.” He brought his hand down on her rear, making her yelp in surprise. She scrambled to her hands and knees.

  Paris positioned himself behind her, grabbed her by the hair and wrapped it around his fist. “You going to take every inch of my cock and you’re going to love it. I want you to call out my name when I fuck you,” he ordered.

  Anisa had wanted to be in control but there was something about this side of Paris that excited her even though it shouldn’t have. He lined his cock up against her damp slit before plowing into her with a power that took Anisa’s breath away.

  “Do you like this? Do you like my cock stretching your cunt?”

  Anisa groaned in response.

  Paris yanked her hair hard. “Words, Anisa. Use them.”

  “Yes. I love it. Fuck me, now!”

  “Just remember. This is what you asked for.” With one hand still gripping her hand and the other digging into the side of her hip, he pulled back and slammed into her over and over again. Each time his dick slid into her, he hit her spot, making her want to melt on the spot.

  “Paris,” she moaned.

  “That’s it, agapitós, say my name. Let me know who this pussy belongs to. Say the name of the only man who can make you feel this way.”

  “Paris,” she moaned again.

  “Louder!” he growled.

  “Paris!”

  “Again!”

  “Paris!” she screamed as she found herself hurtling toward another earth-shattering orgasm. This man would surely be the death of her. Her body quivered as he shot his seed deep inside her womb. It felt so good, she didn’t want to move. Thankfully Paris must have felt the same way because he remained deeply seated in her pussy.