My mind was a mess of thoughts as I failed to focus on the show he was watching. I was confused. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go. I’m sure he asked me to come over to fuck. I was still new at this whole hooking up thing. Sure, I’ve done it a few times, but my experience and level of interaction with men was still limited. It had been years since I’d lain in bed with a man that wasn’t my partner, no, ex-partner. What I expected when he closed the door was for him to kiss me, rip off my clothes and bend me over the nearest surface. This cuddling thing we were doing was throwing me off. I never did this with Amos and I was struggling to figure out what I was supposed to do. My eyes darted to the door in the corner.
Should I ask to go to the bathroom?
Maybe I could call Ami and ask her what I should do.
She’d probably laugh at me and tel
When we come down from the high, I sneak a peek at him. His hard body flexes against mine and my already warm cheeks flush even more. I roll off of him and Uriel gets up to discard the condom. Before he can come to bed or say anything, I get up and disappear into the bathroom. When I’m in there, I clean up and fix my hair. With the dress back in place, my heart rate quickens. I’m at a crossroads.Even though I tell myself it isn’t that serious, my mind is telling me I need to be honest with him. If I stay and cuddle, it’ll give him the wrong idea, but if I leave, he’ll understand the line I’ve drawn between us. I don’t think we’re at a place where I can hurt him, so I think it’s the best time to distance myself.My heart tells me Uriel is nice and that if I gave him a chance, we could have something great. But my mind and my wolf know Uriel isn’t what I need. Nor is he what I
I haven’t talked to Uriel in three days. I sobbed the whole drive home. The guards ignored me as I did my walk of shame as the sun came up. They hadn’t asked me any questions, and they didn’t report back to my mom. He didn’t write to me, and I didn’t reach out to him. I’d made up my mind not to see him again. I didn’t know he was considering me as a possible partner. That reason alone was enough for me to remove him from my list.My life was nothing close to a fairy tale, and the beast turned out to really be a monster. There was no Prince hiding behind the cruel acts Amos performed on me. I hadn’t been expecting a happily ever after, but I’d planned on spending the rest of my life with him. His absence left a gaping hole in my life, and it was hard trying to find my way again without him.I wouldn’t say I missed him. I missed the idea of him. The comfort having
I’m a sap the entire drive home. My eyes are swollen by the time I park and get out of the car. The guards stare at me. Of course my cousin, Lu, is on duty again tonight, but he doesn’t say anything about my pink nose or my puffy eyes as they let me in. Lu is my cousin on my mom’s side. I don’t even care what they’re thinking. I’ve been going out more often than I have in years. The packhouse is silent as I make my way through the sitting area. It’s a workday and everyone is asleep. I don’t turn on the lights as I make my way upstairs. Closing my door behind me, I’m ready to sink into bed when my phone rings. Who the hell is calling me at this hour? Lifting my phone, it’s Rem, my cousin.“Hey, Rem. What’s up?” I asked when I answered the phone.“Bitch. What're you doing?” he asked.“I just got home,” I
Just as Rem said, Alyssa was dressed in sweats, a hoodie, and an over-sized beanie. She hopped into the backseat, pulled out her phone and was busy tapping away as Rem pulled out onto the road. He threw some choice words back at her for not giving him the attention he deserved. I chuckled under my breath as I stared out of the window as darkness descended.It was irrational, but I felt better just knowing I wasn’t the only one who wasn’t dressed according to the theme. It was adolescent of me, but I’ve always felt awkward about being the odd one out. When we get to Hunter’s, I notice he doesn’t turn down the music and try not to say anything about this being a residential neighborhood with people actually sleeping. Other than the one house with all their lights on, cars parked on the road and on the grass, all surrounding houses are dark. The truck slows as he tries to fit in between two other trucks parked on the lawn.
Rem grabbed a red one and handed it to me. I took it and sniffed it while he grabbed two—a purple one and a pink one. When he turned to me we clinked glasses and threw them back. I’ve never had one and was fully expecting it to taste like shit. Watermelon exploded on my tongue before I swallowed it down.“My Goddess, that tastes delicious,” I groaned.“Thank you. I made them myself,” Hunter gushed. The girls by his side agreed with him and took pictures while Rem downed the pink one.“Grape and strawberry. Amazing,” Rem sighed.“Right?” I giggled as I grabbed one of the grape ones.“And dangerous,” Rem reminded.“Okay, Mom. I thought we were here to have fun?” I asked.“We are, but responsibly. Your mom will kill me if I bring yo
A couple of guys are watching me and Angel dance. They’re sitting on the leather couch closest to us and it’s hard to ignore them. They’re good looking guys and I’m enjoying their attention. We have their attention but they aren’t close enough to touch me without permission. Angel’s arm wraps around my waist, our bodies grinding together as we vibe. I pull out my phone and hold it above us because over-sized t-shirts with pockets are life. She closes her eyes tight and smiles wide and I stare at the camera as I record a Snarl. We continue dancing as I press share and slip the phone back into my pocket.Eventually we make our way through the crowd. Angel and Rem hug and kiss in greeting while I pick up another jello shot. Rem shakes his head and hands me a cup. He tells me to nurse it and take it slow. I take a gulp of the gin and tonic when the guys from the couch appear by our side. They don’t try to touch me and I’m instantly fine with them being close. Hunter tells them he’s watchi
Pulling the phone away from my ear, my eyes dart to the name on the screen. My jaw drops when I confirm that I’m on the phone with Dean and not Amos. I can feel myself dying on the inside. I just sounded like a mega bitch to the wrong person. Groaning as the urge to run and crawl beneath the covers so I can die of mortification alone, I bring the phone to my ear and close my eyes. I’ve had more to drink than I’m used to and it feels like it’s all hitting me at once.“Dear Goddess, I’m so fucking sorry,” I rushed. Dane chuckles on the other end of the phone.“So that wasn’t meant for me?” he asked.“No,” I breathed.“I’m glad. Where are you?” Dane asked.“I’m at a party,” I said.“I saw,” he rumbled.“You did?” I asked. Lifting my head, I scan the crowd. When I don’t spot a delectable tatted, sex God staring back, I’m a little disappointed.“Snarlchat,” he supplied.“Oh, right! I forgot,” I laughed.“I want to see you. Can you come to me?” Dane asked. My body lights up with need.“For
Before they can ask me for anymore details, I ask Rem if he wants to dance, and she vehemently shakes his head. I shrug and grab Angel by the arm. She grabs her red cup as we make our way into the crowd. She wraps an arm around my waist and I throw a hand over her shoulder. We sway to the music and I’m surprised she doesn’t spill a single drop. She offers me a drink and I take a swig. She laughs as some drips down my chin.I’m not as coordinated as some, but I’m having so much fun I don’t care. This is the lightest I’ve felt in literal years. I want to stay here in this bubble where the music is good; the alcohol is strong, and the problems are scarce. One of the guys that had been watching us earlier steps up behind her. He’s got blonde hair and blue eyes that say he’s high as a kite.Blondie taps Angel’s shoulder, and his eyes drop to her lips when she looks back at him. He leans