JalenI sat outside Clarissa's office building, smoking a blunt. I didn't know what had come over me earlier, to even think of working for her. I was overwhelmed with the urge to see her again, but I was too proud to admit it to Cade.When I brought up the idea to him, he couldn't control his burst of laughter. He laughed like a hyena, and I gave him a blank look."Dude, she's never going to accept you. How can you go work for her?" he said, still chuckling.My heart raced, and I dismissed the negative thoughts of what could go wrong. "I don't want to lose sight of her. What if she goes and, out of desperation to forget me, gets married to someone else?""I understand how you feel, but working for her is not a good idea. I'm sure she must have reported you to her dad, and they're on the way to get you arrested," Cade pointed out.I sneered smugly, tossing my head back. "I can bet with the last coin in my pocket that she didn't say anything to her dad," I said, feeling confident.Cade
The week seemed to fly by in a blur, as if time was slipping through my fingers. And before I knew it, the weekend had arrived, as it always does. But for me, the weekend ritual was something I looked forward to every week. It was the one time of the week when I got to spend some quality time with my beloved mother.We headed to an extravagant spa for a day of pampering and relaxation. My brother's girlfriend, Sydney, also came along with us, which was a nice change of pace. As we walked past the reception area, we were greeted by a sea of my mother's affluent friends. They had all heard about my recent ordeal and were giving me sympathetic looks.I tried my best to remain stoic, but the weight of their stares was overwhelming. I took a seat on the plush sofa, and as the hundredth woman asked me how I was holding up, I simply replied that I was fine.I needed a distraction, and soon enough, I found one. I walked to the cosmetics section, picked up a brochure, and began browsing throug
As I made my way home, a feeling of irritation washed over me at the realization that Jalen, that stubborn Lycan, was following me. I couldn't fathom what he could be up to, but if he didn't stop tailing me, he would surely get himself into a great deal of trouble. Ivan drove me home. He must have sensed my mood, as he didn't press me to talk on the ride home. When we arrived close to the mansion, he asked, "Did I do something wrong?" "Huh? No, you didn't," I responded absently, looking out the window. He continued driving until we got to the mansion. As I stepped out of the car, Ivan called after me. "Rissa, I'd love to do this again. Can I call you and plan another date?"I forced a smile. "Sure, just let me know beforehand."I made my way into the house but came to a halt when I saw my parents standing on the staircase, their faces alight with excitement. "How was the date?" my father asked."It was good," I replied flatly."You don't sound very excited about it," my mum observ
Rissa's slap felt like a sting of bees. It was as though she had slapped sense into me, and I realized what I had just done. The force of her slap sent me reeling, and my cheek stung with the impact."I'm sorry, I didn't mean.." I started to say, but the look of disgust on her face stopped me from finishing my sentence."But you did it. Don't ever force yourself on me again," she spat out, her voice filled with venom.She stared at me with so much hatred in her eyes. I didn't even know what came over me, and I watched as she turned around and stormed off."You should leave," she said before getting to the door. "If you get caught, I'll deny you flat out."With that, she went inside, leaving me standing there like a fool. I felt like an idiot for risking everything and coming here uninvited. I crawled under the shrubs and exited the fence with electric barbed wires, but thanks to my Lycan blood, they did not affect me.I sat in my van for a few minutes, rubbing a hand over my lips. The
As I sat at my desk in the office, my mind couldn't help but wander back to the kiss that Jalen and I had shared. It was rough and unexpected, and at first, my instinct was to slap him. But as I had retreated into my thoughts and tried to process what had just happened, I couldn't stop thinking about it. Even now, as I sat at my desk, I could still feel the heat of his lips on mine, and the memory sent shivers down my spine.I knew that what had happened between Jalen and me was ridiculously dangerous. The werewolves and the Lycans had been at odds for centuries, and any kind of romance between the two groups was strictly forbidden. But try as I might to forget about Jalen and move on with my life, I found myself constantly drawn back to him. I knew that I couldn't let this happen again, no matter how deep the attraction between us was.I tried to focus on my work, but my mind refused to cooperate. The spreadsheet in front of me became a hazy blur, and my thoughts were a chaotic mess.
Stretching and yawning, I woke up feeling rested and rejuvenated after a powerful orgasm and a good night's sleep. I pushed back the covers and the cool morning air greeted me, invigorating my senses and waking me up fully.I pulled on my running clothes, a pair of form-fitting leggings, and a tank top, then slipped into my sneakers, lacing them up tightly and checking my reflection in the mirror. I adjusted my bird nest into a ponytail, making sure that I looked presentable before stepping out of my house.Outside, the cool morning air grated my senses and I joined the others in a warm-up jog, my feet pounding the ground as we made our way to the clearing. When I got there, I took my place and joined the others ready to begin my training. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, then shifted into my wolf form, my body rippling with muscle and power as I changed.Bryon's huge black wolf nudged mine, and I sparred with him, testing my strength and agility against his and practicing my
Around the kitchen table, my family and I were seated among stacks of wedding-related magazines and folders that were brimming with suggestions and ideas.The most recent topic of conversation was Bryon's impending wedding, and since the news broke, my mother has been floating through the air. I wasn't interested in seeing the photographs she showed me of various flower arrangements and table settings, but she was beaming with excitement and I didn't want to ruin her mood. Bryon was being his regular goofy self and not offering any assistance, and Sydney was ranting on the phone to her wedding planner over specifics like the guest list and the menu."Rissa, could you shorten the possible song list for the first dance?" said Bryon. "You have a brain, do it yourself," I said, savoring my milkshake. Dad was occupied with sorting over the guest list to determine who to include and who to exclude. "I'm not inviting Hugo."He scoffedI chuckled, "Why Dad, he's your Beta.""No, he's a disg
ClarissaAs I walked into Jalen's house I was immediately struck by the strong smell of cinnamon. It was almost overpowering and I couldn't help but feel a little intimidated I looked around at the rustic furnishings and decor.Jaden's mum stood in the doorway eyeing me with suspicion and distaste. She didn't say a word but the hostility in her gaze was palpable.I tried to ignore the feeling of unease that washed over me as I followed her upstairs. She was not happy about my presence and I felt like an outsider. On our way upstairs she stopped and turned to face me."Does Jalen truly work for you?"I hesitated for a moment not wanting to reveal too much but ultimately I nodded."What exactly does he do for you?""It's not in my place to tell you that," I said.The disappointment on her face was clear and we went upstairs. The house was old but surprisingly beautiful. She opened the door to a dimly lit bedroom, the blinds are drawn to block out the harsh sun.I waited at the door and
I write this vote of thanks with a full heart, overflowing with gratitude and appreciation. I have just completed the first part of this book, and I cannot express how grateful I am to have all of you here to share this moment with me.I want to take a moment to thank each and every one of my readers for your unwavering support and for sticking by me, even though there may have been some errors in the book. Your understanding and patience has meant the world to me, and I cannot thank you enough.Special thanks to Mama bear, Oladipo Titilope, Chelsea Hench and the rest of yoou for your beautiful comments. I love you so much This book was written in less than two months, during a time when my schedule was incredibly hectic. The fact that you have found my crappy writing worthy, despite the limited time I had to dedicate to it, is a testament to your generosity. I am thrilled to announce that this book is part of a series, and the second part will be available next week. I cannot wait
I stood at my window, watching Jalen and Cade entering the van and driving out and my mind was a whirlwind of emotions. I couldn't believe how much I missed him and how my body reacted to him.My mum and I went shopping for the charity ball and I wasn't expecting to see Jalen, but when our eyes met, I had to force myself to grip the bannister tightly to keep from running down the stairs and into his arms. My breathing became shallow and my knees felt weak, but I managed to hold myself together and maintain a composed demeanor.Now, my mind was a jumbled mess, filled with memories of our past together and the pain of our breakup. Anger and hurt boiled inside me, but I pushed it down, knowing that I had to be strong."Calm down, Rissa," I said to myself, trying to steady my breathing, but it was a losing battle. I wasn't as strong as I thought. No wonder people went back to their toxic partners. The mating bond was so strong that if my human self didn't restrain my wolf, I'd have jumpe
My packmates were working tirelessly, sanding down the rough spots on the wooden floor of the pack's hall in preparation for the Lycan king's coronation coming up in seven days. I watched one of them up on a ladder, hanging glittering lights from the rafters and another laying down fresh coats of paint on the wallsThe hall was beautiful with a long red carpet laid, leading to the platform and the stage and the scent of flowers filled the air as a group of packmates arranged beautiful bouquets on either side of the platform.I could feel the energy and excitement from my packmates as they worked, it was palpable and it made my heart swell with pride.My mum stood rigidly beside me, her eyes shining with excitement."This is so beautiful," she nudged me and I nodded in response.She took a deep breath and said, "A king needs his queen."I rolled my eyes, feeling annoyance wash over me.She placed a hand on my arm, her grip tight. "You can't wait to marry Malory."I frowned and said, "
I lay in bed, feeling comfortable and relaxed, and felt my left breast with my hand, which was a habit that I had picked up when I was a teenager. My fingers lightly ran over the curve of my nipple, pausing at the top and I shut my eyes, remembering how Jalen used to drive me wild with his tongue on my nipple, how I would have him suckle it until I came from just being touched there, and how I would cry out into the night, my hands clutching onto his chest so tightly.I took a deep breath and lifted my feet, bringing them closer to my chest. It's not like I was happy. Far from it, but. I couldn't just mope around and be useless just because Jalen was getting married to someone else. I wish Jaela hadn't even told me, but I made a conscious effort to be happy. My family was there for me and my mom always checked on me, even going as far as canceling some of her schedules just to make sure that she was always available for me. I felt the stretch in my legs as I brought them closer to m
My days were bland and uninteresting as I felt dejected and defeated. I lost the woman I truly loved, and now I proposed to someone I have no attraction to. The thought of spending the rest of my life with someone who doesn't make my heart skip a beat was a heavy weight to bear. I leaned into the leather armchair taking a long drink from my cold bear. The icy liquid provided a temporary escape from all my troubles. It was crazy how everyone expected me to move on, be a man and do the right thing because I knocked someone up. I set the beer down on the table and let out a sigh, trying to ignore the emptiness inside of me. This wasn't the life I imagined for myself, and Malory robbed me of my chance at true love and joy."Jalen are you there," Jaela's melodic voice which by the way I could never get tired of hearing, walked in, her steps slow and hesitant."What the hell, brother," she gasped at the sight of scattered bottles of beer. I reached for a remote control absently flipping
Today sucked horribly. It started when I walked into the conference room for our daily board meeting. My mood was irritable and I couldn't seem to shake it.I took my seat at the head of the table and tried to focus on the agenda, but the more my staff presented their ideas for a new app, the more frustrated I became. Every suggestion was met with a sharp rejection from me - the layout was wrong, the logo was uninspired, and I even snapped at them for wasting my time.The IT guys were eager to discuss some updates with me, but I couldn't concentrate on what they were saying. Instead, I found myself doodling aimlessly on a notepad, tracing lines and shapes without any real purpose.Everyone there looked at me with confusion, and the tension in the room rose with every passing moment. I rubbed my temples, trying to ease the headache that was growing stronger by the minute."Excuse me," I finally said, standing up from my chair. "I think we should continue this meeting later. I have a he
As I stood in the clearing surrounded by the tallest trees in the forest, I felt the weight of the moment settling onto my shoulders. This was the coronation ceremony that marked my ascension to the throne as the Lycan king. The full moon shone bright and clear above, casting an eerie glow on the gathering below. The pack elders and council were all present, their beastly forms looming large and imposing.As the pack leader, I felt a surge of pride and respect for these powerful creatures. I knew that the role of the Lycan king was a heavy responsibility, but I was ready to embrace it. I closed my eyes, savoring the sweet scent of the forest and the whispers of the night.The elders stepped forward, forming a circle around me. They began to chant, their voices rising in a low rumble that vibrated through the air. I felt the magic of the moment wash over me, and I knew that this was truly the beginning of a new chapter in my life.The chanting grew louder, reaching a crescendo as the e
The day before my departure date was a whirlwind of emotions. On one hand, I was excited to get back to my company and oversee the work there, but on the other hand, I was sad to be leaving Paris, the city I had grown to love over the past month. I had been working remotely, but my presence was needed back at the office to ensure everything was running smoothly.I spent the day shopping for gifts for my family, trying to find the perfect tokens of my affection. I wanted to make sure my dad, mum, Bryon, and his wife, Sydney all got something. I browsed through multiple stores, searching for the perfect presents. Finally, I found some beautifully handcrafted souvenirs for each of them. I hoped they would appreciate them.I went back to the hotel, feeling tired but satisfied with my day's work. I started packing my stuff, trying to fit everything into my luggage. I had brought a lot of clothes and other items with me, but now it seemed like they wouldn't fit in my bags anymore.I lay in
I was in the final stretch of my stay in Paris and only had two days left. I'd spent the majority of my time here hanging out with Tony and his family. Tony was especially busy these past few days because his little sister, I made, was turning fourteen. I felt emotionally attached to Imade, so I offered to go shopping with Tony to help prepare for her birthday.We walked down the busy streets of Paris, with Tony leading the way. He seemed to know exactly where he was going, and I followed behind, taking in the sights and sounds of the city. The smell of freshly baked croissants and coffee filled the air, making my mouth water.As we walked, Tony filled me in on the details of Imade's birthday party. "My mum wants to throw her a big bash, with balloons, cake, and lots of presents, just to make her happy."We finally arrived at a bustling marketplace, filled with vendors selling all sorts of things. Tony headed straight for a store selling party supplies, and I followed him inside. The