To alleviate the boredom and silence, I decided to go through the papers on Martin's desk even though James had warned me. I was a snoopy woman and everyone should've known that by now.The map I had seen earlier was rolled and kept aside, there was another large paper spread out on the desk and my eyes wandered there without a warning.It was a map of a city not broadway but another city nearby. I found it boring so I decided to look away and pick up the old, leatherbound book that seemed to be tearing apart from the inside.As I opened it, I realized, it was a journal-Martin’s journal. I froze and then kept it aside, I couldn't read his journal or anyone's, that was a private. I wouldn't want someone to read mine if I ever wrote anything.A loud, thundering sound echoed through the house and I yelped in fear.Following the thud, there were a few yellings belonging to Martin. He inched closer and continued to shout, splitting the peaceful silence I was enjoying. A key shackled on the
The warm water ran down my body as I showered. I struggled with removing the blood of Alpha David from my body it had stained me-forever. Once clean, I stepped out, dried myself and wore something comfortable. My whole world was whirling since the moment I was caught by the Iron Martin, I wasn't able to think about anything except for survival. I was grateful that Martin had let me live after what I did in bluebleak but a part of me broke when he told me that he didn't want me.Maybe I was expecting something else. Maybe I wanted him to desire me.I rubbed the towel through my wet locks and dropped it aside. The packhouse was quite silent as if all the wolves were gone. It was almost four when someone knocked on my door. I was respected here by everyone except for Martin and John. My stomach churned at the thought of John--at least his paws were off me. "Come in," I said, getting up from the bed.James walked inside the dark room, his eyes wandered around and then landed on me. "I w
The feeling of James's lips against mine was so warming and comforting that I found myself melting in his gentle embrace. I stood on my toes as his large, muscular hands wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer into the divine forthcoming pleasure. Parting my lips, the tip of his tongue slipped inside my mouth, causing an uproar between my legs and further fueling the animalistic heat.When his lips stopped exploring mine, he pulled back for a breath while holding my face in his hands, "God, you're so beautiful," he mumbled, rubbing my cheeks and giving me a series of shudders.Kissing James and kissing Martin felt completely different. Of course, I had my own fantasies but how could I ever deny a man who was being so gentle with me?I leaned into him while grinding my hips, inviting him to take me. When his lips met mine, we stepped away from the doorway and into the room, taking things further to the bed. Not even for a second, I cared about Martin. He rejected me earlier and we w
The everlasting ache in my body didn't perish after a good night's sleep. I woke up with my insides throbbing and soreness roughly around my stomach. I turned in a different direction and smiled while my eyes were still shut. It was great--the sex was mind-blowing and lovely. There was a little regret, lingering at the back of my head, telling me that I had done wrong by sleeping with someone who wasn't my mate.It was my wolf.A low whimper came out of me as I got up, finally flickering my eyes open to the bright rays of the sun and returning to the real world. The night was over and James was long gone just as I asked him too. Having sex was fine but I couldn't cuddle or sleep with him-that would be just too much.The white sheets were twisted around my bare body, telling me that I had slept quite well. I grabbed my phone from the side table and decided to call Sarah, she must've been wondering where I went or what happened to me. My apartment was cleared as James had gotten all my
"No," I tried to yank my phone away from Martin but pushed me back and accepted the call. I almost forgot that I was his prisoner and all my phone calls were recorded. This was blunt kidnapping now. He couldn't keep me like this or have control over everything Idid."Oh, hello there, Sarah." Martin said, clenching his jaw. He was up to no good and I could detect that through his playful tone. Whatever he was up to wasn't going to lead to any good."Oh, me? I'm Martin, and Clara here is our little friend. Don't worry, she's perfectly fine here. You should come here to see it for yourself," he suggested, a cocky smile appearing on his lips.I stepped forward but he slapped away my wrist and moved back, further away my wrist and moved back, further away from me. I eyed him with cold triumph.His suggestions were horrible and I hoped-from all of my heart that Sarah wouldn't act and come here to see me."Of course, I will send you the location, see you soon, Sarah!" Martin exclaimed, his t
After James had told me that Sarah was here, I jerked and hastened out of the bedroom, my heartbeat quickening with fear of what Martin would do with her.When I reached downstairs, I found Sarah, smiling and sucking on her cigarette."Sarah!" I yelled through the doorway before walking in further."Clara!" She stood up and came to hug me. "Oh, thank god you're fine!" she said, blowing a little bit of smoke on my face. She was already comfortable being around Martin that she even decided to smoke.Jesus."You shouldn't have come here," I mumbled, holding onto her shoulders and then peeking at Martin. He was sitting on a plush one-seater couch and grinning at me.Bastard."Why not? I was worried about you and Martin here, told me that I could visit you if I wanted too." she shrugged her shoulders with ease and sat back down in front of Martin.I eyed him with all the murderous rage pulsating inside me and then took a seat beside Sarah. I sat close to her, still worried and angry. She t
The flush on my cheeks was visible and every inch of my body was embarrassed that I had given into Martin.Denying the feeling I felt wasn't going to help. It was amazing. He left the washroom grinning and feeling proud whilst I was shaken. He wasn't wrong when he told me that I was giving in to every male that made me feel different.Maybe it was just the male wolves or the heat.I wasn't ever like this."What happened? Did I mess up something?" Sarah asked, standing up from the couch she had been seated on for the past couple of minutes. Martin was long gone and it was just me and Sarah for now."No, it's fine.""Where did he go?" she peeked into the dark hallways but found nothing. "Is he gone?""Yes, he has some work so he won't return." I said, snapping my fingers in front of her. "You can't flirt with him or even like him, Sarah.""Why not?" she asked, furrowing her brows together. If I were in her place, I'd do the same--captivating brown eyes, a mysterious soul and a handsome f
Someone knew.And that someone was John, the male I despised the most among everyone around here. It came to me as a shook when he told me that he knew that Martin was my mate. I had been careful all along and tried to avoid any mistakes that would reveal it."How do you know that?" I questioned, backing away from him.John wiped the blood off his lips and stood up with a smile curling on his lips, his laugh tormented me, "What makes you think that no one will know your little secret?" I was in a moment of shock, frozen and unable to move, I stared at him with disbelief as he continued, "For fuck's sake, I was with Martin at the night of mating, a little far but I saw the wolf. And, just to my surprise, a few days later, we found a rogue and that was you""You didn't tell anyone, did you?" I inquired, wanting to know more. Martin would have acted differently if john had told him that I was his mate but it seemed like he didn't."Of course not!" He explained, moving his attention towar
The two-hour sleep provided me with the comfort I was looking for. I woke up with an agonizing pain between my legs. Groaning, I sat up straight against the headboard and found Martin away from the bed. It was almost morning and it seemed like he hadn't slept."What are you looking at?" I asked.He lifted his head and glanced, "Nothing," I heard a click before the phone on his hand was switched off and thrown over the table. "Nothing you need to worry about,"I grew more concerned, "What is it?"Martin didn't answer me. "Nothing,"I hopped off the bed and grabbed his hand before he could scurry away, "Tell me,""I was informed a weeks ago-before everything happened, that there was a gathering of the werewolf council in Queens," He replied, narrowing his eyes down and grabbing his phone again.Queens was a city nearby, also filled with werewolves.It was ruled by the werewolf council and the elders who resided there. Most of the laws and punishments came from them, the oldest and smart
"Another vision?" The bed creaked as Martin rose and asked.The blood drained from my face as I placed the cold glass of wine back on the table before standing up."No," I huffed, "Just a nightmare," Philip was the terrible nightmare I had seen tonight after seeing George and everyone.George and I were of the same age but he was never forced into any training. He went to school whilst I was dragged away from it. Davis not only ruined my mental health but he also came between my studies.He crushed my dreams and hopes. It wasn't just his fault.It wasPhilip’s fault as well and that bastard was long dead."Come here," Martin said, lengthening his arms.I mustered up courage and got over the bed to lay beside him. His arms curled around my body that was only covered with a thin, satin robe. I placed my head over his chest and tried to remove the terrifying images of Davis and Philip."What happened?""Just a nightmare,""What was it about?" His low, raspy voice was a music to my ears.
When we returned to the entrance of the packhouse, I found a few people standing outside with the guards beside them. I moved aside from Martin and looked over at them."George?" He turned around and looked at me."Clara?"I laughed, grabbing him and hugging him tightly, "What are you doing here?""Didn't you say that we could come here?""Oh, yeah, I forgot."I stopped smiling when I heard a growl behind me. I looked behind and found Martin, not really happy."This is George, we used to study together when we were children and he was my best friend then." I explained to Martin before he assumed anything else."Is that all?"I nodded my head, "Yes,"Okay, I will be in. Let me know if you need anything," Martin said before walking inside the packhouse and ignoring everyone's existence.I was grateful to get my old pack members inside his packhouse and Martin showed a nice gesture to me by agreeing. The packhouse was barely filled, only unmated wolves stayed here."Oh my god, is that yo
It was early in the morning, the sun was shining, the birds were chirping and the cars were honking at each other. It was relaxing to live in the city. The air was a little polluted but still fresh to me.I found myself wandering around unknown streets. There was a cafe to my left and a saloon to my right-both I've never seen before. As I walked further, I sniffed out a sweet and floral smell of the flower shop resting by the corner.Daisies.They were my favorite- just perfect in smell. I dragged in a few deep breaths and smiled before turning away from the daisies. It had been long since I last saw them."Would you like to get some of them?We just got them in," A woman walked outside of the floral shop and asked me.A wide smile spread across her face and her eyes shimmered with happiness.What was happening?"No. I was just looking at them. They are beautiful," I replied, running my finger through the white petal. They were soft upon touch and even though I wanted them, I couldn't
Martin stopped and skimmed over his owns word. That elder wasn't wrong when he said that Martin was a direct descendant of the Redwood Brothers."I come from the same bloodline," He finally blurted the truth out.I-leaned forward, excited. I was mated to a fucking royal. "So, really? How many of you are there?""Everyone's dead," He rumbled."What?""My family were the last ones of the Redwood bloodline, we were directly related to one of the brothers and we didn't have any cousins, so, it's safe to say that everyone is dead.""But, you're alive!" I exclaimed, confused."You should be glad," He shot a wink at me and I sat back straight."No one knows that you're from the Redwood bloodline," Martin took another gulp of his wine and continued, "Yeah, I've kept a secret or two. My family didn't want anyone to know either as the Aries Brother's only objective is to kill us, all and my parents feared them.""Oh," I breathed, realizing that this was bad.Horrible.If Martin was the only on
After being marked, I escaped in the bathroom to clean up myself as Martin had ruined my clothes. It had been a few minutes and I couldn't find the courage to see him again. Listening to the water hitting the tiles bought me the comfort I was looking for. My heart stopped racing and I-leaned against the warm, wet wall of the bathroom, my thoughts still spiraling. What had just happened? Did Martin claimed being in love with me?My hands slicked across my bare body, feeling the heat of the shower and the bathroom. Gathering my thoughts, I closed my eyes and twisted my hard nipples around my finger. The mark on my neck stood obvious but the reasons behind it were unknown. It wasn't necessary to mark your mate again.Maybe Martin just wanted to bruise me.My eyes snapped open and a low gasp escaped my throat as Martin walked inside the bathroom, naked. As soon as he got under the water, I wrapped my hands around his head and puckered out my lips to kiss him. "You were taking too long," H
The ride back home Broadway was steady and smooth. I slept halfway and woke up a few hours later by Martin who took my hand and pulled me out of the car when we reached the packhouse. It was early in the morning, the sun peeked through the thick clouds, promising a bright day ahead of us.Everything was over. It was all settled.Everyone from the Golden eagle pack were going to settle down in Broadway, under me, as their Alpha and so were my parents. Over that,Davis was dead.I yawned and stretched before going inside, "I'm going to go take a shower," I whispered, stopping beside Martin. "You should sleep,""Yeah," he sighed, his eyes racing around the packhouse. We barely spoke about anything during the car ride as I was sleeping for the most of the time and Martin wasn't willing to spill anything about his parents or his past. "I've some work so I will see you later," My mouth dropped as his tongue slipped inside, awakening me entirely. I curled my fingers around his hair and gave i
"I know it sounds crazy_"Martin grabbed my shoulder and tugged me forward, "It is crazy,Clara. There are a lot of rogues here, and I cannot danger my own pack by bringing them to the city.""Please, just for a while a few months.They won't harm anyone, you have my word. They can be a part of my pack if they want to be. It's my family, Martin." I begged. I couldn't leave them all here, without anything."Fine but if anything goes wrong, you'll pay the price and you know the ways I like payments." He whispered in my ears before backing away.I squealed in joy and jumped on him,"Thank you," The scent of his hair and his cologne calmed me down and took away all my worries. "I'm going to go talk to the elders.""Fine, I will be around. Give me a call when you're done," He kissed my lips and then walked away.I turned around and peace blinked at me, still at the same spot where I had left him, "So, you're an Alpha now?" He asked, breaking the embarrassing silence."Yes and I'd love to hav
The snow was thick on the roads but Martin managed to drive through it. The parks were empty, and there were no children playing or giggling. There was a supermarket open and that's where Martin stopped his car and walked out, his features hardening with cold. I stepped out along with him, worry drenching my thoughts as I moved through the snow and entered the supermarket."It's closed!" The man yelled, slamming his counter shut and grabbing his bags. I recognized him, he belonged to Golden eagle, Mr. Andrew, it was his supermarket. "Mr. Andrew?" I asked, approaching him.He raised his head and looked at me, his eyes burning into mine, "Clara ," he breathed, remembering me."Yeah, it's me. Do you know where my parents are or peace?" I asked him."They are in the mayor's office," Mr.Andrew peeked through my shoulder, his fear rose when he found that Martin was standing behind me. "Along with the others," He continued."Thank you," I gave him a smile and turned around to leave with Mar