Jillian: A Collective World Novella: Coven's End, #4

By Lia Davis and Lainie Anderson

I'm not your typical princess. Don't expect me to rule from afar, but I've only just met my mates. I'd like some time to spend with them before taking on the rule of every Lycan on Earth.

My vampire offers me an escape from the rules. He's my forbidden pleasure.

My broken sentry keeps me grounded and reminds me not to take anything for granted.

My best friend, by my side since I was born, protects me and reminds me of the rewards of leadership and pack family.

But nothing, not even my mates, prepared me for our final fight.

The Vampire Council doesn't approve of our nontraditional relationship. They'll stop at nothing to prevent the merge of the Vampire Coven and the Lycan Pack.

The Lycan Council resists my every move.

Is love enough to end this war?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Davis Raynes Publishing Group, LLC
• Release date: May 31, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223115830

Lia Davis

"Lia Davis is the USA Today bestselling author of more than forty books, including her fan favorite Ashwood Falls Series. A lifelong fan of magic, mystery, romance and adventure, Lia's novels feature compassionate alpha heroes and strong leading ladies, plenty of heat, and happily-ever-afters. Lia makes her home in Northeast Florida where she battles hurricanes and humidity like one of her heroines.When she's not writing, she loves to spend time with her family, travel, read, enjoy nature, and spoil her kitties. "

Book preview

PROLOGUE

I t’s done. We’re exposed. Trinity slammed the door to a run-down shack of a cabin and glared at Emerson Jenson.

The Fates had a twisted way of entertaining themselves by giving Trinity a lycan as a true mate. It was impossible to stay away from the wolf, though she wanted to hate him. But that was the power of a fated mate. No matter how much she fought it, the aching need to claim him rode her hard.

Emerson locked gazes with her and pursed his lips. You fucked up, didn’t you? I knew you would.

It was just like him to push the blame to her. We had to act. Trinity walked into the room, looking around at the filth distastefully. This place is a shithole.

Well, do you have a better place for us to hide? Emerson stood and walked slowly toward Trinity. His features darkened, but she smelled his desire just as she knew he scented hers.

His lips twitched and he growled. You too good for a cabin in the woods, princess?

Stay away from me, dog, she hissed, backing up. This is entirely your fault. It was your idea to blow up that bitch’s house. She survived, you know. Your plan was bullshit.

He kept his voice low as he prowled closer. If it was bullshit, it was because of your insistence that we use humans.

Her heart raced as he moved. She hated him to the core of her being but couldn’t stop the excitement coursing through her veins. That wasn’t entirely true. She hated what he was. A lycan. Same as the beast who’d murdered her parents.

Emerson put his hand on his dick through his jeans, causing Trinity’s breathing to quicken. You slut. As long as you can have my cock inside you, you don’t care what happens to us, do you?

She bristled at the slut comment, her brain rejecting the word even as it made her panties dampen. I should remove your head from your body and save us this ridiculous situation.

He burst out laughing and let go of himself. Bitch, there’s nowhere in this world either one of us can go now. You need me so you’re not totally alone. Emerson turned and left the room, leaving Trinity standing at the cabin door, turned on and angry.

Again.

Fuck you, Emerson. Her voice was steel. She’d never been so pissed in her life. Not at Kane, not at any lycan. It took every ounce of self-control she possessed to stay where she stood. You know damn well why I don’t kill you, and it’s got nothing to do with being afraid of being alone.

She was afraid of the pain. They said the torture of losing a fated mate was unlike no other and usually drove perfectly rational vampires and lycans mad.

You’re scared, he said softly from the kitchen. Liquid heat flowed through her veins like lava. She wished the kind tone in his voice was real. But Emerson had lost all of his kindness years ago. All that was left was cynicism and greed.

You’re not? Trinity arched one eyebrow, challenging him.

He smiled when she sassed him. He’d always been a man to go after a challenge, and she aimed to be the greatest challenge of his life. I’m not afraid. I just enjoy your pussy and don’t want to give it up just yet.

Trinity was sure he wasn’t kidding. Not much scared him, not since he’d almost died. She’d learned all about his hatred of vampires, more than the average lycan. A vampire had injured him, causing random and involuntary nerve pain and twitching. An attack could hit him at any time, making him unfit to fight.

The injury made him unfit to be alpha. His carefully laid plans of challenging the High Alpha had been ruined. She’d heard about it since they’d met. Her refusal to tell him the name of the vampire that had injured him drove him mad.

He took it out on her in bed, which gave her the most amazing orgasms. So, she still refused to tell him. She wasn’t even certain if she knew for sure.

You can forget having my pussy, she said, the threat empty. The day she could refuse him would be the day she could walk away from him for good. And it wasn’t likely to happen anytime soon, if ever.

He was in the kitchen area of the one-room cabin, as far away from her as he could get within the four walls. If she hadn’t been a vampire, she wouldn’t have seen him coming. He moved so fast the words were barely out of her mouth before he was on her.

Trinity braced herself and pushed him back, not willing to give him what he wanted without a fight. He snarled and advanced again, slower this time. She crouched, eyes flicking across his body, reading his body language to see the move he’d make first.

He feinted left, and she pretended to fall for it. As much as she wanted to rip his throat out, she also wanted the same thing he did. A fast fuck and hard orgasm. She let him catch her and bristled when he snarled his victory.

Emerson twisted her arm behind her back, his other hand going to her pants as he twirled her.

Trinity pushed her butt into his hard dick to get his attention. Don’t rip them this time. It’ll be too risky to go for replacements.

She was surprised when he listened. He enjoyed ripping her clothes off at every opportunity. He unbuttoned her pants and yanked them down, taking her underwear with them.

Gasping, she jerked her hands forward as Emerson released her pinned arm so he could grab her hair and push her until she braced herself on the front door.

He shoved his cock inside her without preparing her at all. Emerson had been blessed with an almost comically large penis, and he relished giving her as much pain as pleasure with it.

Trinity enjoyed receiving it. The burn made her hotter, and she soon had him covered in her juices.

"Do you like that, mate?" Emerson whispered in her ear. He pulled on her hair so she had to twist her neck awkwardly to keep the angle right for him to continue thrusting into her pussy.

I hate you. Her words came out choppy as she spoke through the orgasm already hitting her. With flaming cheeks, she berated herself for her inability to stay away from the man and what he did to her body.

Emerson tired of that position, and grabbed her arms again, lifting her with one arm around her stomach. Trinity wasn’t a small woman, but Emerson was incredibly strong, even for a lycan. His cock pushed deeper inside her even as he walked to the bed in the corner.

The fact that he could throw her around like a rag doll—most of the time she let him, sometimes he did it anyway—always made her hornier and more desperate, and the motherfucker knew it.

He tossed her onto the bed on her hands and knees and grabbed her hips. Standing gave him the ability to go much deeper. He was too big for any woman to take completely, but with Trinity, she wanted all the pain he could give her. She cried out as he slammed into her cervix. She knew it would heal within seconds, and she craved the punishing orgasms only