~ Emmy~ I sat at the table, toying with my empty coffee cup and hating that I found myself in this situation. I was annoyed at myself for not fighting Matteo more on his decision for me to leave! "Is that really why you are upset?" Rae asked, and I grumbled something inaudible while I poured some fresh coffee. "Want some?" I asked the new guard that Matteo had arranged to babysit me today. His lips lifted into a smile, and he nodded. I debated telling him I hadn't actually spat in the coffee since he had heard the whole conversation earlier. But decided a girl needed some amusement on her last day in a penthouse. Pouring it for him with a 'butter wouldn't melt' smile, I held the cup out for him."Thanks, I can't wait to try the extra flavouring." He grinned, taking the cup from me, smelling it like it was a fine wine, not a glass of black coffee. He was gorgeous! And I mean not just his model-worthy face, but his body was stocked like Thor or Superman! His superhero body was insan
~ Emmy ~ "Well shit, you just say what's on your mind, don't you!" The guard laughed, wiping the coffee from his chin while reaching for the cloth to re-wipe the table. Sitting back in the chair, I eyed him curiously, citing no ring on his finger, not even a pale band, that some men had when they removed it to do their day job or impress a female. "Emmy!" Rae tried to caution me. "What? Matteo is sending us away; he is done with us! You need to accept that! I have! So why not have some fun while we can!" I expressed in a half-truth. "He isn't done with us... we are his mate, Emmy." "Exactly, mates! Friendship.. is not the commitment we wanted, he is free to fuck who he wants.. but.. so am I!" I barked, returning my attention to my new friend, who I noted wore too much aftershave, and his clothes were easily a size too small, all signs he was single because he clearly missed the woman's touch married men had. "Trust me; I am not saying what's on my mind." I flirted sweetly. "B
~ Matteo ~ Thirty minutes later, we pulled into the parking lot of Glitter, and I stepped out of the limo, suited and booted as usual; there were no signs of the morning's chaos, and despite the tension between Samuel and me, to the outside world, everything seemed.. fine. As it fucking should be! Dirty laundry was never to be washed in public unless to prove a point, of course! "Mr Accardo." The door staff greeted me as he opened the door for me with a respectful bob of his head. I may not be an Alpha in this human world I inhabited, but I had enough clout to ensure that even the humans respected and feared me. Walking into Glitter, I felt my body relax as the scent of cheap perfume, sweat, and sex filled my nostrils. As dirty as this world might be, it was the one place I always felt at peace. You knew where you stood in a place like this. The entranceway sparkled from the large glitter disks mounted to the walls, the strobe lighting bouncing off them to disguise the standard sti
~ Matteo ~"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Ryan snarled, but with a quick glance from me and my glowering eyes, with the presence of my wolf, I smirked, seeing his lips smash shut in a pathetic pout, allowing me to continue speaking to Lula although my eyes remained locked on Ryan, courtesy of Blaze. "Wouldn't wanna get those expensive heels dirty, would we!" I winked at Ryan and waved for Lula to leave."Thank you, sir." She smiled meekly when I looked back at her; I smiled, seeing her rush back to the stage to continue her routine. I waited for her to get in position before I held my hand up for the music to continue. Satisfied she was comfortable, I turned my attention to Ryan, who was looking at me like I had just killed his damn puppy! Which If he keeps pissing me off, I might!"You just made a huge mistake, Accardo." Ryan hissed at me venomously. My eyes searched Samuels's face, and I fought to keep the grin off my lips, seeing his eyes glued to the backside of Lula. She w
~ Emmy ~ Sitting on the sofa watching another romance movie that made me feel crap about my life, I watched my foot bounce with pent-up frustration for so many reasons. Firstly, I was still mulling over last night and wondering if my blow job was that bad. Had I hurt him when I bit him? I thought he would like it; he said he would! Was it something else I did? Because I undoubtedly did something wrong, seeing as once he had cum down my throat, he couldn't get away from me quickly enough. "Maybe I repulse him!" I whispered to myself as I pouted and watched the movie. "No, you don't!" Rae laughed, but even for her, it sounded weak. "He is just scared!" she added, and I snorted aloud, something that got my guard's attention as he sat on the sofa beside me. "Of what? Me! Or My blowjobs?" I dismissed her and continued to list my problems.Secondly, I had no clue what had changed with Matteo! I had gone from sucking his dick to kissing his ass goodbye overnight? Had he planned to ship
~ Matteo ~"You know we could be back at home with our girl! Not here with these sleazy pricks and their one-dollar bills." Blaze fumed quietly. "Those sleazy one-dollar bills are what made me my fortune and kept us in the lifestyle we are accustomed to." I reminded my one-track-minded wolf. "I would be happier out in the woods with the pack! And you would, too!" He responded coldly. His mood darkened by the second."I like it here with the sin and..""Whores?" Blaze barked moodily. Standing at the door to my office, I watched the club through trained eyes; everything seemed in order. There was a dancer on the main stage doing her thing to a country song that had me smiling; despite my luxurious lifestyle, I loved a bit of country music! Even if Samuel insisted, it was for rednecks. "What's jumped up your ass!" I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest, feeling the anger rolling off me in waves from my damn wolf. I watched people glance over at the sound of someone new entering th
~Matteo ~ "Mr Ryan." I greeted my rather unwelcome guest as I sat back in my chair, the noise of the leather making Lula's body stiffen nervously. I watched Samuel note her unease and knew he was thinking the same thing as me, that we needed to get her this timid little thing from the room before she had a panic attack. "If you wouldn't mind letting Lula pass!" I remarked when Ryan's feet remained firmly planted on the floor, blocking the doorway."Firing her, were we?" Ryan asked with a nod to the thin male beside him; Lou was on my board and a pain in my ass, just like Ryan. "That's the tart that caused all this agro." He spat, crossing his arms over his chest in a move to intimidate her. "Pretty wee thing." Lou wheezed breathlessly; no doubt the walk from the car had his ailing heart pounding in his chest. Lou was of no physical threat to me, but he was the second richest male in my world and, unfortunately, Ryan's Father. "Samuel, please escort Lula home." I nodded as I stood
~ Emmy ~"I am starving!" I moaned with a pout that I knew from experience with my Pa would get me what I wanted... him, on his way to the kitchen, to make me a snack while I stayed put on my ass watching TV cosy and warm. "I have something you can eat!" My guard taunted me; raising my brow in response, I turned to eye him sideways, my lips curling into a smirk. "Do you ever stop!" I laughed, finally seeing his brows wiggle suggestively. "No." He laughed, his hand sliding over the back of the sofa to wind through my hair, tugging on it gently to pull a squeak from my lips. "Quiet!" He snapped, all serious suddenly, as he apparently activated work mode by grabbing the controller and pausing the TV. "Maybe Matteo is back." Raw squeaked excitedly, but given the look on my guard's faces, I doubted that was the case."I didn't say.." I tried to protest, but his eyes met mine sternly, causing my lips to cease."Quiet!" He commanded. Something urgent in his voice had me panicking and pa
~ Emmy ~I awoke with a start, my heart pounding in my chest, my body drenched in sweat. The darkness around me felt oppressive, the dream lingering like a heavy fog in my mind. I could still see my mother’s haunted eyes, and hear her desperate pleas. But what had she whispered? What was it that I wasn’t supposed to know?Rae stirred within me, sensing my turmoil. “What’s wrong?” she asked, her voice echoing softly in my mind.“I saw her, Rae,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “I saw my mother. She was running from something, a creature... and she handed me over to the Ma who raised me. She said I must never know what I am, that I am in danger. But she whispered something I couldn’t hear.” Rae was silent for a moment, processing my words. “Dreams can be powerful, Emmy. They can show us things from our past, our deepest fears, or even glimpses of the future. Whatever it is your mother whispered, it’s important. When we are out of this cave we will work it out, I promise.” I took a deep
~ Emmy ~My feet moved quickly, hoping to find shelter from the prying eyes I felt boring into my back. Eventually, I came to a grand staircase that spiralled down into what looked like a vast hall below. Taking a deep breath, I started down the stairs, avidly aware of the fact I was naked, filthy and smelt like arse. My mind raced with thoughts of what might await me. I had to stay focused and strong. "Emmy, you’ve got this," I told myself. This place, no matter how enchanting, would not break me.As I reached the bottom of the staircase, I found myself in a grand hall that was even more extravagant than the room I had started in. Massive chandeliers hung from the ceiling, their crystals sparkling in the candlelight. Marble floors gleamed beneath my feet, and towering columns lined the room, their surfaces carved with intricate patterns that seemed to tell a story of their own."Someone hasn't heard of the saying less is more." I marvelled aloud as I looked around the rather over-th
~ Emmy ~ Rae had exhausted herself running through the demonic realm and had finally given me control while she slept. We were hidden away in a dark cave, the air thick and heavy with the scent of sulphur and despair. She had commanded me to stay put, to rest, but sitting still had never been my strong suit. "It's just a while longer." I sighed as I looked around the cave. It was pitch black, and the silence was suffocating, I could hear the distant echoes of tortured souls, the cries of the damned: not exactly helping me relax. My heart ached with the weight of hopelessness, and I started to feel despair creeping into my soul."Ahhh, this is killing me." I moaned loudly. Unable to sit still any longer, I began to pace the cave. Every step felt like a rebellion against the darkness that threatened to swallow me whole. My eyes slowly adjusted to the inky blackness, but there was little to see beyond the jagged walls and the occasional scatter of bones. My mind raced with thoughts of
~ Matteo ~ "So, what's your plan?" I requested Evelyn, as I rejoined the group. Wyatt by my side a silent pact had been made between us, and it would stay silent until we had Emmy and Lula back. As if understanding the situation Levi and Hank nodded to Everlyn and the book she had pulled out of her bag."We need to infiltrate the wedding," Evelyn declared, her tone resolute. "We can use the gathering to our advantage. With so many supernatural beings in one place, it'll be chaotic. It'll give us a chance to find Emmy and Lula, and possibly stop Wyatt's father before he completes whatever ritual he's planning." I nodded slowly, the wheels in my mind turning. It was risky, but Evelyn was right. This could be our best chance to strike. "Alright," I said. "What do you need from us?""We need to sneak into the wedding," Evelyn began to outline her plan with a determined expression, her green eyes flickering with urgency. "With Wyatt's father demanding everyone come to hell to show loyalt
~Matteo ~I stood in the clubhouse, irritation boiling just beneath the surface. The door had been left unlocked—a careless mistake that could cost lives, especially since we had just been attacked. I was about to rip Levi a new one, despite Hank trying to defend his brother's idiocy, when I noticed Levi talking with a woman. I paused, listening to their conversation. "She is his mate, the witch?" I mouthed to Hank who nodded, a slight glimmer of jealousy shining in his eyes. Which I guessed was down to the fact that she was striking. Her rich, deep auburn hair fell in loose waves down to her shoulders, catching the dim light and adding a warmth to the otherwise grim room. Her piercing green eyes, sharp and intelligent, missed nothing as they darted around, assessing every detail. Except apparently the group of wolves behind her! Regardless they held a depth that spoke of experience and resilience, something that drew my attention.Her skin was fair, almost glowing, hinting at time s
~ Wyatt ~Levi and I travelled back to the club using my powers of teleportation. As we landed, I couldn’t help but smirk when he doubled over, retching onto the floor. It was a sight I had grown accustomed to, one that never failed to amuse me.“Magic doesn’t suit everyone,” I teased, clapping him on the back as he wiped his mouth. “You’d think dating a witch would toughen you up a bit, but here you are, still can’t stomach a simple teleportation spell.”Levi shot me a glare, but his usual retort was missing. He was too tense, too on edge to indulge in the back-and-forth banter battle that seemed to be 'our thing'. I understood why. The club was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to its usual hustle and bustle. Everyone had dispersed, off to complete their tasks, leaving the place feeling empty and hollow.I took a seat at the bar, leaning back as I watched Levi pace back and forth. "What's up squirrel?" I asked as he rounded to look at me."Squirrel?" He repeated his nose screwed up wi
~ Emmy ~ From out of the shadows, the winged beast emerged, its massive black wings unfurling and casting an ominous shadow over the already bleak landscape. Fear gripped me and Rae, our shared anxiety intensifying as the creature drew closer. This time, we could see it more clearly, and the sight was enough to make my blood run cold.The beast was monstrous, its eyes glowing with a malevolent fire. Its teeth were jagged and pointed, each one coated in the blood of its victims, gleaming sickeningly in the dim red light that permeated the realm. The talons on its feet were sharp and shining, looking like they could easily pierce through Rae’s fur and flesh.Rae’s instincts screamed at her to run, but she stood her ground, her body tense and ready to react. I could feel her muscles coiled like springs, prepared to leap or dodge at the slightest hint of an attack.“We have to stay calm,” I whispered to her, trying to steady my own racing heart. “We can’t outrun it, but maybe we can outs
~ Matteo ~ "And who do you think you are?" Mr White sneered, his smirk faltering, replaced by a flash of anger and fear. He leaned forward, trying to regain his composure. In the balcony door reflection, I watched as Samuel leaned in, matching his intensity. "The end of the line for you, I am afraid." He chortled, uncaring for his feelings. "Unless you can give me the information I need," I announced as I turned from the balcony, happy that my pack were doing their jobs. "I am afraid I am going to have to let Samuel here tear you apart..." "He will have to get in line.." Hank growled from the other side of me, a smile splitting my lips. "You all will," Blaze announced through the pack link. "So shall we.." I motioned for Mr White to give me what I needed. As I spoke, I felt Blaze, my wolf, stir within me, a growl rumbling in the depths of my mind. He was as repulsed by this place as I was, and his presence gave me the strength to confront the monster before us. This auction hous
~ Matteo ~Sighing I fought to keep Blaze's temper in check, which was a struggle given that I felt my body humming with his rage. Though I had once participated in these auctions, buying women from him, knowing that he was the cause of Emmy's painful journey into my world, gnawed at me."Matteo!" Mr. White exclaimed, his voice as oily as his appearance. He tried to mask his nervousness with a wide, insincere grin. "Welcome, welcome! And your friends, of course. How is Emmy doing? Serving you well, I hope?" I clenched my jaw, ready to respond, but Samuel stepped forward, cutting me off. "What are tonight's auctions?" he asked, his voice sharp and to the point. Mr. White blinked, taken aback for a moment before regaining his composure. "Ah, yes, the auctions," he conveyed, rubbing his hands together. "Tonight, we have three very special women up for bid." He gestured grandly, as if presenting fine art. "First, we have a young woman from the northern territories. Blonde, blue-eyed, v