When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Knox’s POV “Oh, hell no,” I muttered, peeking through the crowd of spinning dancers and seeing Cindra Azer—or Aspen Caldwell—or whatever the hell she was calling herself standing on the other side of the room. The mate bond called me again, and damned if it wasn’t pointing me straight at her. Again! “She’s married to Helio.” I shook my head, trying to see if it would shake some sense into the mate bond. But no, it still had me tethered in that direction. “No f*****g way,” I groaned. I started marching over there to accuse Cindra/Aspen of using the wizard again as some kind of revenge, when Helio arrived next to Aspen and drew her away. And I saw the other three Caldwell girls. “Fuuuuuuuuck,” I grumbled under my breath. “Problems?” my sister Petra asked, appearing at my side. “Yeah.