Noelle Was I still alive? I died, right? I groaned, feeling a sharp pain in my head. Everywhere hurt, every part of my body ached badly.I was alive. From the pain I felt, I knew I was. No one feels pain after death, right? I groaned, fluttering my eyes open to see the white ceiling.Another soft groan escaped my lips as I managed to look around, I was in the hospital. Someone saved me.I wanted to lift my hand, but I realized I was fixed on an IV. Another groan escaped my lips and I managed to sit up from the bed.Fuck! My head was banging. It felt as if it was directly hitting it on the wall.Taking a good look at the hospital room and perceiving the familiar scents and sounds, I knew I was home – back within the pack's territory.But how? I was still lost in my thoughts when the door opened and I breathed in relief to see Kira walk in.“Noelle!!” She exclaimed, dropping whatever she was holding to the ground as she ran towards me.“You're awake.” She sighed in relief, gently wrap
Noelle It has been four days of hell for me. I seriously had no idea why I was still living. I cried throughout the day Kira broke the news to me. No one could calm me down so Garrett had to sedate me.When I woke up, I resumed crying. My parents came to see me and they tried to console me but fuck no, I just couldn't calm down. The pain was just too much to bear. It felt like someone was clawing out my heart. And Malcolm? I haven't even seen him either. Not even a glimpse of his face. Each time I asked Kira, she would say he was wandering around and had refused to come in.Why? Why had he refused to come see me? I broke down crying after she told me that and it took another round of consolation.I had lost a lot of weight, my lips were dry and I looked extremely pale, but none of that mattered to me, I just wanted to go back in time and get a chance to save my babies. I just wish I could.“Mom, she's awake.” I heard Noah's voice from outside as he soon walked into the room.“You're
Malcolm I stood in front of Noelle's room, wondering if I should go in or not. Seriously, I was not in the mood to see her and talk to her. I was very angry and disappointed when I heard the news. She was pregnant.Fuck! I should probably go in and talk to her, now none of her family were hovering around her. It was already nighttime and they were all asleep. Noelle was awake, she probably couldn't sleep.I should go in, I needed to go in and get the answer to the question that has been bothering me.I opened the door slowly, entering the room. She was there. She sat on her bed, reading a book.“Ki-” she paused as her eyes widened at the sight of me.“Malcolm.” She called a look of surprise and relief on her face. Thank God she was fine. That bastard Mykel was already paying for what he did. He had been doing a good job of taking all the anger and frustration that I poured on him.“So you've finally decided to come see me.” She chuckled sadly. She was pale and had lost a lot of weig
Malcolm I had no idea how long I was sitting in the hospital lobby. Minutes? Hours? I fucking lost count of time.I was still trying to process a lot of things because they were all fucking messed up. So messed up. I messed things up. She didn't cheat and the pregnancy was mine, she never told me because she obviously didn't trust me enough to tell me or rather, she didn't want me to be a part of it. And now I found out about it, it was no more.How messed up was that? My blood boiled at the thought of that. At the thought of Mykel. I spent the last few days torturing him, but whatever he received will never be able to make up for the life of my unborn pups that he took. He already lost an ankle, three fingers, and five of his teeth. That was fucking not enough. He was not going to die, not yet. I had not even started with him, not to talk of being done.I was going to tear him limb by limb.“Are you okay?” I heard a soft voice and I lifted my head to see the face of one of the mos
Malcolm “Where's he?” I asked Kaid, the moment I stepped down from my car.“In the cell.” Kaid replied. He worked for me, helped run a few errands, and had been keeping an eye on Mykel whenever I was out.I got a call from him that Mykel was throwing a tantrum, so I came.“He tried to kill himself.” He informed me and I paused.“I told you to keep an eye on him.” I suddenly turned to face him in anger.“I'm sorry boss. I only left for a few minutes and when I came back he tried using a fork to choke himself.” Kaid explained and I scoffed.Bastard. He was going to try all he wanted, but he wasn't going to die, not until I said so.“Did Garrett come?” Kaid nodded and I smiled in satisfaction.Once he was tortured, he would get treated. I wouldn't want him succumbing to an infection, he already had too many wounds.“And boss,” Kaid called, when I was about to go into the dungeon where Mykel was kept. Noelle's father allowed me to use his. Of course, I wouldn't keep a dungeon in my home,
Noelle “Mom, Dad, I'm fine.” I said for the millionth time as my parents followed me into my room.“You're sure?” Dad asked with worry in his eyes.“Yes, Dad, I'm good. I'm absolutely fine.” I smiled at them, hoping to persuade them that I was okay.I finally got discharged from the hospital.“I don't want to come in to see you crying.”“Mom,” I called, holding my mother's hand.“Trust me, I'm good. I'm going to be fine. You both need to rest.” I assured them. I was really feeling better. I still felt a little bad each time I thought about what happened but I was going to deal with it. It would only take time.“If you say so.” Dad finally let out a resigned sigh.“Good night.” I waved at them.“Come on love. You look so tired.” Dad said to Mom, circling his hands around her waist as he led her out of the room.I let out a deep breath, sitting slowly on my bed. I've missed my room so much. It was just as I left it. “My phone.” I muttered. Dad said it was with Malcolm when I asked abo
Noelle “What?” I asked with a chuckle, my eyes fixed on Malcolm. He kept staring at me as I ate and it was kinda making me feel uncomfortable.“Nothing.” He shrugged and I rolled my eyes at him.“You don't just stare at someone because of nothing.” I deadpanned, dropping my fork on the tray.“Are you done? You've barely eaten anything.” Malcolm pointed out standing up from the chair he was sitting on. We were both in my room and I was having dinner.He insisted I ate something though I told him that it was already late. He didn't care and actually prepared something for me. Well, I was starving.“I’m full Malcolm.” I yawned, pushing my tray aside.“It's late. It's not healthy to eat too much at night.” I pointed out and he rolled his eyes at my words.“But you've got to eat something when you're starving. Who cares if it's late or not.”“I'm full. I'll call a maid to take this away.” I attempted to stand up from the bed, but he held me back.“No need. I'll do it myself. Everyone is
Noelle “Don't worry about the bags. Kaid will take care of that.” Malcolm informed, referring to his guard Kaid as he helped me out of his Rolls-Royce. “Okay.” I drew out with a smile, letting him lead me into his house. We've finally left, honestly, Dad requested I stay for a few days, but I assured him that I was fine. He reluctantly let me go, same with Mom. “Wow! I miss this place too much.” I sighed looking around the sitting room. I remembered sitting on that couch, each time I was waiting for Malcolm to return. “Nothing changed.” I hummed as Malcolm chuckled. Everywhere was clean, there was not a speck of dust around. It didn't even seem like anyone had been living there. “Did you expect anything to change?” Malcolm asked with a smirk on his face as he headed up the stairs. I was about to reply to him when his phone rang. “Fuck!” He cursed, the moment he saw whoever the caller was. I had noticed that someone had been calling him so persistently since morning and he'd jus
Noelle “Here?” He pointed at my abdomen and I nodded. Its there. I wanted to get a tattoo there. Just a simple one.“That's your abdomen.” He uttered in a low and careful voice.“I know. I just told you that.” I stated and then turned to face Max who was arranging his tools.“I want a–” “There's no way I'll allow a man to touch you, Mon Fleur, especially not there!!” He suddenly said, dragging me back and my eyes flew open. Seriously? It was just a tattoo. Max was only going to draw a tattoo there, nothing else.I jerked back, startled by his outburst. "What's wrong? It's just a tattoo!" I pointed out in disbelief.His eyes blazed with intensity, "I don't care. No man touches you, especially not there."I tried to shake off his hold, but he wouldn't let go. "Malcolm, stop. You're being ridiculous."His face darkened. "Ridiculous? Do you think I'm being ridiculous? You're mine, Noelle. And I'm fucking not going to sit back and be comfortable watching a man touch you.” Oh shit. Again
Noelle “I'm really worried Malcolm,” I sighed as he placed a glass of milk in front of me and then came to stand behind me as he began to massage my shoulders. “About what? Didn't you meet Kira?” When I got home, he was already home, and seeing how tired I looked, he decided to make me a glass of milk.“I did and seriously something is going on with her.” I pointed out and Malcolm's brows furrowed. Picking up the glass of milk, I took slow sips from it. But it tasted so strange in my mouth that I felt like throwing up.“What exactly?” “I caught her taking drugs.” I sighed. Wondering what could have pushed her to do so. She looked so distant and distraught. She didn't even hear me come into her room. What exactly was going on with her? “Drugs?” There was surprise in Malcolm's voice and he came to sit beside me.“Yes, drugs.” I replied, pushing back the urge to vomit.“Didn't she stop taking them like a year ago?” His brows furrowed and I slowly nodded. Everyone knew about her addic
Noelle “Kira?” I called walking towards her room. I met her mother downstairs and she told me that Kira was in her room.Malcolm already left for work and it was so boring being alone at home, so I decided to drop by Kira's place. I first went grocery shopping before coming to her place.It had been three weeks since the divorce drama and what could I say? Everything was going great. My marriage and relationship with Malcolm. Dad had calmed down a little bit and Mom even invited us for a family dinner that was coming up the following weekend.“Kira?” I called again, stopping by her door. There was no response and I couldn't help but wonder what she was up to. Her mother already told me that she was inside. Seeing that I got no response, I opened the door and walked into her room.She was not in, the big room was empty. I was about to leave when I heard noises from her bathroom. So I decided to check it out.Opening the bathroom door, I walked right in. “Kira?” I called softly. She wa
Noelle Malcolm did me wrong by asking his friend to hold me back as he took those men away. I totally understood his plight and was very much aware of how he was hurting. Finding out that your sister knew your ex was cheating on you was big news and enough to get him angry.I was fucking worried about him and seeing him covered in blood made me more worried. I know he took out his anger on the men, they would be so lucky if he left them alive.“You're not angry?” He asked in a slow and careful voice and my brows furrowed. I muttered in confusion, “Why would I be angry?”“Because I left and asked Kai to hold you against your wish.” He replied and I chuckled softly, caressing his back as we hugged.“You needed something to pour your anger on. Feeling better?” I then asked, hoping he felt better and less angry.“Yeah. I killed them.” He uttered under his breath. They were not so lucky after all. “And Mykel.” He added and my mouth formed an oh'. Finally! Mykel finally died, he'd been p
Malcolm “What are you doing? This is sick!!!” The other man suddenly yelled, frustration laced in his voice as I chuckled. “You can ask him.” I pointed at Mykel. “He'll confirm that I'm really sick.” I added, collecting the knife from Kaid. I was sick. I didn't think when it came to Noelle. First of all, I was already fucking pissed because of Millie and they just added salt to the wound. “Enough of playing around.” I stated, grabbing him by his chain, I tilted his head up and drove the knife right through his eye that he was trying so hard to keep closed. He wailed loudly more than ever, his blood splattering on my shirt and hand. I dragged out the knife, his eye following suit. Forcing his mouth open, I pushed the knife into his mouth, leaving his eye there before bringing out my knife. “Now you're officially blind.” I announced, kicking him to the ground. “Hope you're enjoying the show Mykel?” I smiled at Mykel who only rolled his eyes at me. He still had his fucking pride wi
Malcolm “Malcolm!” Noelle shouted as I charged at the other man, pummeling him with punches. His friend was already lying half dead on the ground, bloodied and battered. I made sure to give him a good beating and his friend was going to get the same.“Malcolm. Stop this madness.” Noelle screamed in horror as Kai held her back from running towards me. He knew better than to let her go. I was fucking angry and needed something to pour my anger. Those fuckers were the perfect outlets for my pent-up anger and I was going to make sure to pour it all on them..“Kai, let me go now. Can't you see he's getting hurt?” No, I wasn't hurt. My fists were stained with blood, their blood, not mine. I didn't feel any pain, all I felt was bloodlust, the need to kill the men who stared at my wife inappropriately.“Kai, your keys.” I panted standing up straight, releasing the bastard I was beating up in the process, his limp body falling weakly to the ground.Kai nodded, reaching out of his pockets. He
Malcolm Like Emery cheating was not enough, Millie also fucking knew about it. She was my fucking sister and if she knew the lady I was marrying was cheating on me, she should have told me. We are siblings for fuck sake. Kai had to be mistaken. It was just not possible. Not in any fucking way.“You've got to be mistaking Kai. If Millie knew, there's no way she could have hidden it from me.” I stated in a deadpan voice. It was fucking not possible for her to hide such a thing from me.“I spoke to Callum directly, Mal. He and Millie were always fighting in their relationship and Emery was the main cause of it all. Millie is too problematic and he feels more peaceful with Emery. He claimed he loved her so much and is still mourning her death. He thinks there's no way Emery would have committed suicide.” I thought as much. She was never the type to decide and kill herself.“Emery ran away from the wedding because she couldn't bear to be with you when she loved another man. She didn't wan
NoelleI stood in front of the mirror, getting dressed to leave for the bar with Malcolm.As I stood in front of the mirror, getting dressed to hit the bar with Malcolm, I slipped on my red halter-top dress. The fitted bodice hugged my curves, and the short, flirty skirt would surely turn heads. I paired it with black heels, adding a few inches to my height, and finished the look with a bold, silver necklace.My long, ginger-red hair cascaded down my back in loose waves, and I swiped on a bold lip color to complete the look. I'd been planning on booking an appointment at the salon so I could straighten my hair. I preferred it straight. I could do it myself, but I didn't want to get tired halfway.Just as I was finishing up, Malcolm walked into the room. His eyes scanned me from head to toe, filled with admiration."Wow, you look incredible," he said, his voice low and husky as he slowly approached me.I smiled, feeling a flutter in my chest. I loved hearing his compliment. "Thanks, Ma
Noelle I moan into my pillow as I wake up the next morning. My whole body ached, like literally everywhere. Sex with Malcolm was like discovering new things, like discovering new places in my body that I didn't even know existed. “I'll see if we can meet up, later. In the evening. What do you say?” I heard Malcolm's voice. That was what woke me up in the first place. The sound of his phone ringing.“Send me the address. See you.” I heard a beeping sound after he ended the call. The bed fumbled and I felt his hand around my naked waist under the bed covers. He cleaned me up after fucking me last night. I was too tired to keep my eyes open, but I could feel the softness of the wet cloth on my body before I fell into a deep slumber.I don't know why, but I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. I felt his hot breath on my neck, his hands on my pussy which he began to stroke slowly with his finger. Feeling his hot breath and his skin on mine already got me wet in a matter of se