As their hips moved together in a blissful rhythm, Veronica gasped, the words ripping straight from her heart.
“Palm to palm, heart to heart.” She shuddered. “From this moment forward, we never shall part.”
The words sent off surges of ecstasy that clashed against Veronica’s bones, rattled her rib cage and sucked the air from her lungs.
Logan groaned, his body going rigid and tight. And when he pitched over the edge, releasing his seed into the deepest, most intimate part of her, Veronica cried out, clutching on to his hands as the most intense orgasm of her life wrung her out. They moved together, and in that moment they were one, in more ways than Veronica could’ve ever imagined.
When Logan collapsed on top of her, his breath fanning against her neck, his shaft still inside her, Veronica stroked her nails down his back. He breathed heavily, his heart thumping against her chest.
She could’ve stayed here forever.
“Are you okay?” he asked, rising on his elbows to look at her.
She couldn’t hold back the giggle that bubbled out of her. “Yeah. I think I’m more than okay.”
His fingers grazed over her neck. “I think it’s going to heal fine. You hardly bled.”
“Bled?” She tried to look at her neck, but couldn’t. “What will heal—did you bite me?”
He smiled as though he was thoroughly satisfied with his work, and rolled off her. “I was hoping to distract you enough that you wouldn’t notice.”
“I didn’t feel it at all. I mean, I felt you kiss me there…” She touched her neck and came away with a tiny smudge of blood. “I thought you had to bite me twice.”
“I did.” His hand brushed her thigh. “I tried to piggyback the bite on your orgasm so endorphins would kick in and take away some of the pain.”
Sitting up, Veronica spotted two pink marks on her inner thigh. She barely remembered him kissing her there. It was warm to the touch. Tingly. But it didn’t hurt.
Things were still processing, but a smile pulled at Veronica’s lips.
“So that’s it? I’ll transition into a wolf now?” she asked, feeling absolutely no different than she had before. “It’s finished?”
“No,” Logan said, kissing her square on the mouth. “Our future is just beginning.”
He pulled her over him and showed her how sweet beginnings could be.
Acknowledgements
There are so many wonderful people to thank at Entangled Publishing: Liz Pelletier, Kaleen Harding, and Candace Havens for their gems of editing advice. Erin Crum for her mad copy-editing skills. Heidi Stryker for designing a gorgeous cover that has quickly become my favorite. Jaime Arnold, J.J. Bonds and Katie Clapsadl for being promotion goddesses, and Tahra Seplowin for having all the answers.
Thanks and cheesecake to Nalini Akolekar, my lovely agent, for having my back and pushing me in the right direction. (We didn’t get cheesecake this year at RWA, did we? We’ll order double next year to make up for it.)
Huge thanks to the wildly talented Katie Reus for giving such an incredible blurb for this book.
Much love to my stalwart beta reader and critique partners: Aggie Smith, A.J. Larrieu, and Lisa Sanchez. I’m constantly amazed by the quality of your feedback. I feel like I’m in
Most of this book was written during a weekend mountain retreat filled with wine, laughs, and chocolate. Thanks to Kate Perry, Sara Ramsey and Susan Hatler for providing crazy-good inspiration. (We lived—I told you we would! As long as we didn’t take that “trail”…)
Thanks, as always, to my friends and family for understanding exactly how much this “writing thing” means to me. I can feel your support every step of the way. Justin, Kelli and Gavin, you three are my light and always will be.
Lastly, I’d like to give my deepest thanks to the readers and book bloggers who read and loved
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