Wolf Endangered (Willow's Forbidden Pack #2) - Avery Song Page 0,1

after years of suffering, years of dedication to my safety while he surely worked on himself in those times of internal desolation. I couldn't decipher what type of wolf Onyx was, but it had to be related to the shadows, which explained so much when it came to his abilities.

He was the first to move, and with a step, he became but a blur of black and appeared in front of me with a blink. That would have freaked everyone out if they weren't still processing the whole 'Willow De Luca is alive, a wolf shifter, and has not one but two mates' part of this confrontation, but now that he was in my personal space, I wanted to collapse in his arms and get lost in his mesmerizing scent that wrapped around me.

His presence brought a level of safety that surpassed the usual feeling I felt with Onyx. I always felt safe from everyone else but him - obviously - but now, I knew within the depths of my soul that Onyx would never hurt me to the extent of suffering.

He'd punish me the way he knew how, through vigorous sex that put me right in my place and rendered me helpless to his skillful cock, but nothing more. Even back when he was forced to do what he did under his wolf's control, it wasn't his intention to do such a thing, and I'd never use it against him.

The thought made me frown as I realized something.

"You still blame yourself for that?" My question was beyond random, and it took Onyx off guard as he regarded me with a questioning look until he suddenly clicked into what I was referring to. He couldn't hide the hint of pain that flickered through his expression fast enough, but it didn't matter; I saw it with my own eyes.

It was the feeling of heavy regret he still carried over it that was all over me.

"I never blamed you for that. Let go of it. It's the past, one that means nothing with the history we've built. Pain deserves to be temporary, not an ongoing cycle of regrets and worries."

He said nothing, but the slight nod told me he understood what I was saying. I felt rather out of place for speaking as if I were some sort of Alpha at that moment, but it had to be said here and now, so we could finally move on from it.

When the silence grew, it was his turn to take the lead, and he took a final step that forced me to look further up to meet his intense eyes. He was fighting the pulsating lust that was growing by the second as we fought against the great desire to say 'fuck it' and get lost in the joyous passion begging for our undivided attention after awakening our mate bond.

As much as I wanted to do that, we had other things to worry about, and that meant confronting the elephant in the room.

"You're in big fucking trouble, Sugar," he practically seethed, and his eyes pulsed with his wolf energy that only made a big, fat smile form on my lips.

"I know, mate." My response was all that was needed to make this reality settle in. My poor, bulky fucker was struggling hard to not let tears fill his eyes as they grew glassy at my words, but he must not have been able to stand not having me in his arms because he embraced me a second later.

"Now you're really an addiction I can't be cured from," he muttered into my flesh as he held me tightly.

"As if you wanted a cure," I mumbled right back and giggled. "You'd lose your lucidity if I wasn't there to keep you sane."

"If that ain't the truth," Viktor casually muttered.

I pulled back purposely to give my bodyguard in question a look, and the sight of him made memories rush through my mind, which had me pouting. "Wow...okay. So, you're not just a hired assassin to watch over me."

Onyx pulled back then as Viktor slowly nodded.

"We have a lot to discuss, Willow."

"Right," I replied. I didn't have to turn my head to feel Neo's presence now from behind me as a warm cloth of black that shifted to red suddenly rested upon my shoulders. Onyx let me go - a sign of approval - as I turned to give Neo my full attention.

His eyes were open and burning with coursing energy as tiny red magic circles spun