"I don't suffer fools lightly," he continued, his bright, serious gaze locked on mine. I felt strangely small under his stare, but I couldn’t look away. "And I don't spend time with people I don’t want to spend time with. This arrangement we have—" he paused, as if searching for the right words, "—w
Ella POVThings happened quickly—one second, Alexander’s lips brushed lightly against mine, and the next, I was pinned to the couch, his body straddling mine as his tongue pressed gently against my mouth.My lips parted, allowing him to deepen the kiss, and a shiver of electricity ran down my spine.
Alexander POVElla was still asleep long after I had woken up, which was to be expected after what she’d been through the previous day. I had no intention of waking her; she would get up when she was ready.In the meantime, I walked quietly around the apartment, handling the business of the day that
Alexander POV I had to respect Ella for handling the awkward situation so directly. She continually surprised me. She was a woman of many contradictions—intelligent and shrewd, but at times, surprisingly innocent and naive. Yet, when it came to the most important things, she didn’t mince words.
I didn’t know what David planned to do to Ella, but I knew it wouldn’t have been good. He was obsessed—with her power, her position. To him, Ella was just a pawn. And I had no doubt David wouldn’t hesitate to break his toys if it suited his twisted agenda. David’s connections to the Rogues were re
Ella POV The drive back to my family home was awkward, to say the least. I couldn’t seem to shake the blush from my cheeks as I thought about facing my parents after everything that had just happened—not just David’s attack, but also the way I’d spent the night with Alexander, while they’d likely
Desperate to redirect their thoughts, I blurted, “David… he said something about my wolf.” I took a breath, trying to steady my voice. “He said that he’d poisoned me, that my wolf was gone because of him.” My mother’s face twisted with restrained anger. “That rotten little…” She cut herself off, h
Ella POV My father stood suddenly. “Alexander, I’d like to speak to you privately for a moment,” he said seriously. I started to protest, but Alexander touched my hand softly. I looked at him questioningly, and he nodded slightly. Seeing that he felt comfortable going, I didn’t argue, though it