Free Destined for Harmony by Leia Shaw

into her over and over. The feeling grew, heightened with each slap of his balls on her mound. She gritted her teeth, waiting to go over the edge. A sharp nip to the side of her neck sent her flying over as waves of pleasure crashed into her, making her body buck against his.
    Sorin moaned loudly and she felt him pulse inside her then rest his weight on her back. She toppled over, weak and shaking. He collapsed beside her, panting.
    After a few moments, Sorin yanked the blankets up over them and pulled her into his arms. She hadn’t realized she was covered in sweat and shivering until she was nuzzled into his warm chest.
    “Fuck, woman.” He kissed her temple. “You’re gonna wear me out once you move in.”
    Her mind was so hazy she almost nodded in agreement. But she recovered her senses quickly. Move in? Wasn’t he supposed to as k first? She sighed. Wasn’t this just like him? Assuming bastard.
    “I’m not moving in,” she said.
    He had the nerve to cover her mouth with his hand. “Don’t argue with me now, love. I’m enjoying the moment. There’s plenty of time for me to convince you later.”
    When he moved his hand, she found herself sm iling. His intentions were good even though he didn’t always go about them smoothly. And though he had trouble showing his feelings, she knew that deep down inside, he was beginning to love her.
    He stroked his hand softly up and down her arm as they stared silently at the ceiling. Maybe he was a cocky, overbearing, barbaric werewolf, but she was beginning to love him too.

Chapter 8
    Harmony watched the men as they prepared for the battle with the vampire coven. She was under strict orders to stay in camp with promises of more love pats if she didn’t.
    For three days, Sorin had been trying to convince her to move into his cabin. Telling him she wasn’t ready would only last so long, especially when she’d spent the last three nights there, only returning to her cabin for fresh clothes and a toothbrush. Something about packing all of her belongings and filling his cabin with her things – finding space in his closet, sharing a bathroom – it just felt so…committed.
    That morning, h e’d kissed her fiercely, reminded her to stay in camp then left with the other warriors. Finally alone, she made her way to her cabin where Darla and Monica waited to grill her about Sorin. She hadn’t had girlfriends growing up so sharing about her passionate nights was a novel idea. Some advice wouldn’t hurt either.
    B efore she made it up the cabin steps, Darla burst out of the room and shoved a cell phone under her nose. “Is this phone from the vampire you killed last week?”
    It looked familiar. “I think so. W hy?”
    “Look at the text!”
    Harmony took the phone and read the words on the screen.
    Wolf howl. 10am. NV coven here.
    Nevada coven? It took a minute for her to decipher it.
    “Shit,” she hissed out loud. The Montana coven knew about the attack. And they had reinforcements.
    “It’s an ambush!” Darla cried.
    Harmony didn’t hesitate to bark orders. “Mathias stayed behind to protect the pack. Find him. I’m going to warn Sorin.”
    It wouldn’t help anyone to panic. Though her heart pounded in her ears, she kept a clear head and formed a plan. She ran to the ranger station, ignored the werewolf on duty and grabbed a set of keys to one of the ranger jeeps. Tires squealed as she peeled out of the parking lot and sped down the road heading to the Montana border. She dialed Sorin’s cell but voicemail picked up right away.
    Fuck. If their cell phones were off, it meant they were either close to their destination or already in combat.
    She was glad she’d snuck a peek at their mission plan and knew where the coven was. The normally hour-long trip took her forty minutes. She parked behind the three identical ranger jeeps on the side of a lonely dirt road.
    As soon as she jumped outside the vehicle, the sc ent hit her. Blood. And Sorin.
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