Louise’s POV One might be wondering how I, Louise Giroud Fontaine, a twenty-three-year-old all-powerful French Quarter witch came to be in an alliance with a psychopathic rogue Alpha werewolf. Well, there were days even I wondered the same thing myself. The story was a long and complicated one. Many chess pieces were moved by our coven of witches to make sure I found myself in this exact situation, standing next to Ezekiel, and spying on a group of young werewolves who were none the wiser of the danger they were in. It started about a year ago when my coven met with the vampire king of New Orleans, Damien Du Pont. Meeting him was an experience I wouldn’t forget any time soon. His beauty had been a mesmerizing thing to behold, and I seldom looked twice at a man. Yeah, I was all about tits, sue me. However, Damien had pulled me in, and I had almost forgotten all about his deathly reputation and the natural disposition of an all-powerful vampire. But the one I had ended up hooking up
Louise’s POV Once I declared that I should be the witch to go undercover with Ezekiel and his rogues, everyone’s attention was directed at me. Damien and Caleb seemed slightly surprised by conviction while Philippa only was grinning from ear to ear like the cat who ate the canary. One would think she knew me well enough to predict what I was going to say. She looked smug and proud at the same time, as though, as though she had a hand in my decision. Aunt Lettie had a similar expression on her face, but it made sense where she was concerned. She’s always prepared me for a moment such as this one. The only one who seemed apprehensive was my mother. I could see the worry and anxiety in her gaze. I could also sense it in the energy of her magic. I knew she was well aware I could take care of myself but something like this wasn’t exactly child’s play. Ezekiel was as deranged as they came, and his minions were just as ruthless. They were devoid of all humanity. The only thing they cared a
Louise’s POV The only reason why I returned home with my mother and aunt after our meeting at Damien’s mansion was so I could pack my things. I didn’t spend a lot of time loitering about. Caleb accompanied me. Also, I wanted to avoid meeting my father for now. I didn’t want to listen to his millions of reasons as to why this wasn’t the best idea. I was already aware of that. The man babied me a little too much. I was twenty-two for crying out loud. I was old enough that I could venture out and get myself in trouble, learn from my mistakes and evolve at the same time. How could I know how powerful I truly was if I was locked up at home practicing all day every day? After I had grabbed a couple of things I would need to stay with the vampires for a couple of days, I returned to the mansion with Caleb. Philippa was waiting for me in the courtyard. She had a blinding smile on her face as I approached. She linked our arms before I could utter a word and led me inside as though I was arr
Louise’s POV Kissing Philippa gave me a high I had never experienced before. Maybe, it had something to do with knowing she was a deadly killer. Yes, knowing that the alluring woman I was locking lips with was an apex predator who could suck me dry if she wanted was exciting. I’ve always had a thing for danger and taking risks. I knew I was no weakling. I was very much capable of defending myself, of throwing the first punch, and even of killing if it came to that. But the idea of being completely helpless and at the mercy of a creature more powerful than me had its appeal. Or maybe it wasn’t any of that. Maybe the only reason was that Philippa was an incredibly talented kisser. The woman knew what she was doing. I mean, she did have three hundred years' worth of experience in that department. Her expertise shouldn’t come as a surprise. I was beginning to feel dizzy, drunk on desire and pleasure as I was. There was something about the way she licked into my mouth that made me weak
Louise’s POV From the fixed smile on my face as I continued to bare my neck to a vampire for the first time, you’d never guess how nervous I was. My heart was practically beating out of my chest. There was an insane amount of adrenaline rushing through me. That had to be because my excitement outweighed the nerves. “What are you waiting for?” I taunted. “The offer will expire soon if you don’t take me up on it.” Those were the magic words that Philippa needed to hear. She shuffled closer to me and leaned down, lips almost touching my neck. She seemed to have zeroed in on a visible vein, and I shivered as her hands ran along it. When her fangs touched the tender skin, I let out a whimper, closing my eyes momentarily. I wasn’t sure whether to move closer to her or to get away. Everything was muddled in my brain as it stood. “This is your last chance to back out,” She whispered against my skin. “I’m not backing out,” I said, tone resolute. “I want you to feed on me.” She didn
Louise’s POV “Going undercover, no matter the length of time, will always be risky business,” Caleb stated as he circled me and Philippa. We were engaged in hand-to-hand combat. It has been going on for the past few hours. In the spirit of fair play, Philippa hasn’t been using her super speed and strength. I’ve not been using magic either. We were in a very secluded part of the woods, but it was very much werewolf territory in a sense. The Sangria and Crescent packs used these woods frequently for their nightly runs, even if they never came all the way to where we were. I had a feeling the rogues most likely frequented it. They also needed their nightly runs, and they very well couldn’t do that alongside the pack wolves. No, that wouldn’t go well at all. “The most important part of your preparation is the mental aspect,” Caleb said, haunching down as though he needed a better look as to what was going on between me and Philippa. Even without any powers, Philippa was still strong a
Louise’s POVPhilippa and Caleb insisted they’d brought me out here to instill survival skills I was going to need when I joined Ezekiel. However, I’m beginning to think the real reason was they just wanted to torture me. There was no way all of this was necessary. After Caleb had recovered from his temporary paralysis thanks to my very effective spell, he was only too happy to put an end to my make-out session with Philippa.The next thing they wanted me to do was to run through the woods blindfolded and with my hands tied together. According to them, it was to sharpen my senses of smell and sight considering werewolves had amazing senses like that. It was challenging, to say the least. I almost started hyperventilating before I told myself to take deep breaths and calm down. I relied on my senses and it turned out, they weren’t as bad as I thought. My instincts were sharp and for the most part, I could afford pitfalls, trunks, and rocks.When it became hard to rely on my instincts,
Louise’s POVAfter three grueling days spent in the woods where I was constantly tortured by two powerful vampires who were nothing more than bullies, we returned to their home. In all seriousness, I’d learnt a lot. There had been a lot of things they had instilled in me that the witches never would have. As thorough as my Aunt Lettie was, she wouldn’t have covered things like seduction skills as a way of wiggling myself out of certain situations.Considering that Caleb and Philippa used to be courtesans and their ruler now ran sex clubs all over the country, it only stood to reason that sex clubs were included in the syllabus of mandatory things I needed to know before going undercover.My time at Damien’s mansion had run out. I had to go back home so we could all put the next phase of our plan into motion. My first meeting with Ezekiel will be happening in a couple of days and I wasn’t as petrified as I should have been. Maybe my confidence came from feeling prepared, or it was an i