MARE I feel the bed dip behind me. I can smell him, too. His cologne seeps in and takes over my senses. It makes me heady with need, but I remind myself I'm mad at him. I won't act easy. He can't think he has me under his control and can fool me as he likes.I saw the way Alexis looked at him in those photos. That wasn't the gaze of someone who was just a friend. It was clear they knew each other from before, but I can't tell how long. He kisses the bend of my neck and whispers. "I'm sorry, Mare. Forgive me for not protecting you from another scandal yet again." "But did you ever have a thing with Alexis Diamond?" I ask suddenly, sitting up and whipping my head around to face him. "Who am I kidding? I saw the photos on social media, but why didn't you tell me you knew her from a long time ago when I asked?" Zeke pinches the bridge of his nose. "I met her for the first time at a bar a few days ago. I was drinking and I forgot the eyes watching." "So, you had a thing with a stranger
I hear the feminine voice on the other end of the line burst out laughing. The sound stings me in my chest. It's like those invisible bees return. I suppress the feeling of jealousy that spurs while listening in on their conversation. "You're mistaken. If there's anyone who's great in this city, then it's you, Zeke Van Acker." "I should slip you on the payroll for your constant hypes, Marisol." "Just take the compliment, Zeke. It's not a horrible thing to be proud in this industry. So, how may I help Zeke the great?" Zeke looks at me. I can swear his smile widens. "My girlfriend and I would love to appear as guest stars on your show before the year ends. It would be an honour, Marisol." "Really?" The woman's voice bears doubt. She says again, "I've begged you for years! Omg! This is great news. Of course, I'd love to host the 'Make' couple on my show." "Ah, that's what they are calling us now." "You bet!" she laughs, turning serious the next minute. "Does this have anything to
I'm frozen and mortified. I want those words unsaid, but they can't ever be. The room stills. No one says another word. Quietly, I turn the faucet off, feeling the burn of tears at the back of my throat. Kyra has that smug look on her face because she knows she hit right and touched a sensitive area. "Kyra, the Alpha's business is not your concern." Drusila admonishes her, jabbing a finger into her shoulder. "Apologise to Marelyn this instant." I don't wait to hear her response. I just want to escape everything. The world outside doesn't see me any differently than they do. I rush out of the kitchen, but as I cross Zeke at the entrance, he pulls me back by the elbow. My eyes plead with him, but he doesn't want me running like all the other times. He holds me close at his side with his hand just above my ass, claiming me. "I don't think my affairs should be public, but to right Kyra's wrong, Marelyn is mine. What the blogs have said are all lies." I glance at him briefly, but h
I'm meeting Marisol today. Zeke talked about her a lot since the phone call. She seems like his close friend from work. I don't know what to expect. I also don't like that I don't know what to expect, but Zeke's being extra today. Stolen kisses and constant public displays of affection. I catch Drusila breaking a smile a few times while watching us. Aiden whispers to me before I enter the car. "We all need to take lessons from you, Marelyn. The Alpha's smitten to his shoes and that's a miracle." I don't know how to respond to that, so I just spare an awkward smile and slip into the backseat. Zeke takes my hand the second I get in. It will take a while to get used to all of this. This entire new routine and the butterflies on steroids in the pit of my stomach. When we arrive at our destination, it's almost ten am. We've stopped before a black and orange glass-curtain, elegant-looking building titled 'So You Think You Can Cook'. The sign is bold, and it's the easiest thing to sight d
Zeke handles the meat. He practically does everything while I stand next to him, watching him awe me with his marvelling cooking skills. It's a disaster because we don't know shit about what we are about to create. "What's that?" "Salsa." He responds, pouring it into the pan of minced meat to create a sauce and add seasoning to it. Zeke stirs it in. It's going well, and then he leans in, tapping his cheek with his finger. I stand on my toes and kiss him there. He turns just when my lips are about to meet the spot and my eyes pop out. We are kissing on live TV. It's nothing inappropriate, but he's acting sweet. "We'll burn something if you don't concentrate!" "Mare, you've schooled me well in the burn-the-building down department." I giggle. "Urgh, stop it!" He plants a hasty kiss on my lips and turns back to the pan on the cooker. The meat browns in the oil and the sauce looks edible. He glances at me, and we both shrug, smiling like crazy people. I agree to handle the vegetable
Fast forward to hours after that shocking and totally unbelievable scene on Marisol's show. Zeke's standing in the parking lot outside the sets building. There's a clear sky today, but the weather still carries residues of snow. I'm angry. I'm completely livid, but he doesn't see why I am this way."Are you out of your mind?" I bark at him."No, I'm not. So I told a little lie to steer people's gossip away from the scandal. It's not a big deal, Mare."I stomp my feet and move past him, but he pulls me back by the elbow, drawing me to him.Our faces are inches apart as he asks. "What is your problem?""Nothing!"He sees right through me and knows I'm lying through my teeth. Something's wrong, but I won't say it, because I'm mortified to say it. He takes my hand in his and tugs me to the front seat. Zeke opens the door and puts me in it. I want to protest, but I know it will only cause a scene, and I will never make headway.He puts the car in drive, leaving behind Aiden, who's coffee ac
ZEKEMarelyn pushes her chair back and shoots to her feet. It scrapes on the tiled floor. The sound lasts as she walks away, stinging our ears because we hear everything extra.Orson appears confused. "Did I say something wrong?"Everyone stops eating, but we can't blame the Zeta for not knowing when to keep his mouth shut. Marelyn's a close part of Moon Grove for now. It only made sense to let her in on what's happening on the sidelines."She would have known about the execution sooner. It's hightime that happened," Aiden says, tossing his napkin on the table, and losing his appetite.Drusila's patient gaze rests on me. She's waiting for me to do the right thing. I fear confronting this because even if Marelyn asks me to stop it, I won't change my decision."Continue with dinner. I'll handle this."I exit the dining room. Marelyn's on the patio. I walk in to find her sitting with her head buried in her palms. I say nothing, and just stand there, watching her while my hands rest in my
MAREDaylight pours into my room as someone rolls the curtains away. I wince, facing the other way, while pulling the duvet over my head. Drusila drags that off of me, earning a grumble from me."Marelyn, wake up. We have a long day ahead of us.""I want to sleep for another five hours. Let me." I curl up on the other side of the bed, away from her wrath."The Alpha wants you shopping for your New Year's eve ball dress today. He's already out with Aiden and won't be back until late at night.""I'm not attending the ball..."Her hand hooks around my ankle, dragging me off the bed in one go. When I land on the rug with my arse, I fume like a chimney."Hey!""Take a shower and get dressed. Breakfast is ready. The Alpha wants you eating healthy—""Why does he even care?" I pout, folding my arms and looking away.Last night was the only night since Christmas that we didn't sleep beside each other. I'm still mad at him for not telling me about Frida's execution. No matter his reason. This on