As Jasper walked away with his little troupe, Adrian swiftly turned on his feet, fixing a curious gaze on Alan.Giving him a long look, Adrian asked, "What he said, was that the truth?"Alan kept silent, making the tension in their hearts heighten."For the last time, Alan, did you do anything behind my back?" Alan had a withdrawn look on his face as he folded his arms, looking like he didn't care about Adrian's inner turmoil at all.His eyes sparked disinterest as he curled his lips into a quick sneer, "Fine. I guess it's confession time, then."Adrian folded his fist and gave Alan a stern look, "Start talking already," He said, sounding impatient.Alan's body shook as he burst into a peal of laughter, bending slightly with his palms almost touching his stomach."Come on, don't make me sound like the wicked soul I'm not." He scoffed. "We're not with father right now." He said, further aggravating Adrian.While they were much younger, Alan would always complain to their father that A
SIX YEARS LATER "Bbrrrrrrrrnnggggg!!!" The sound of the alarm clock woke Irish and she scrambled to her feet, yawning, stretching, and wiping her eyes with the back of her palm. She needed to prepare her six-year-old son, Jayden for school or he'd be late. Entering her restroom, she brushed her teeth, washed her face, and tied up her hair in a messy bun. She would take her bath once Jayden entered the school bus since she didn't have enough strength to take him to school in her own car. Last night was stressful, and she knew it was written all over her face. Last night, she hadn't successfully told Jayden his usual bedtime stories when he fell asleep. Sauntering over to the door, Irish squeezed the handle, yanking it open, but she found Jayden, hands suspended mid-air as he was about to knock on her door. Seeing Jayden's face brought back memories she was so desperately trying to forget, resurfacing to the top, her feeling of nostalgia, shimmering right below the surface of her
Night came and Irish was already at the club on time.Climbing out of a cab, she walked gingerly in the direction of the place with high lights and music - Fire and Ice.Walking into the place, neon lights and music filled the place, giving it the cozy feel of nightlife.There was a bar for those who wanted to drink, and then, plush leather cushions were arranged for some men who wanted to watch hot bodies of girls twirling around the pole, dancing to the tune of music.Irish was amongst the dancers, only she was amongst the hottest.And the hottest was usually reserved for the last.Walking over the counter, Irish peered at Peter the barman. He was doing what he knew best - mixing drinks."Hello handsome, can I have some?" She asked and that was when Peter lifted his face to stare back at her.His lips instantly curled into a smile, a smothering look of admiration clouding his gaze."Look who we have here," He swept a playful seductive gaze over her."Give me a shot." Irish shot him
Signaling Irish with his finger, he silently beckoned on her to come to him.Irish almost shivered, holding her breath. The man was frreaking hot. The kind that left you fanning your blushing face and gasping for breath.As she lowered herself to his lap, her eyes traveled to his lips. They were the reddest shade she had ever seen.She raised her hands to his neck, her arms circling it, his skin warm against hers.Unknowingly, she squirmed ever so naturally against him. Suddenly she took notice of the thickness of his thighs against her tender ones."He's not even our fucking mate, get back in here, Irish. Damn!" Elsa groaned in her head and Irish who seemed to have been lost got out of her reverie.This wasn't the first time she was handling a handsome man and it definitely wouldn't be the last but that didn't mean she was going to be so lost in thoughts about his beauty that she'd forget her fucking dangerous role - her crimes.Her crimes helped her make a living, well, as long as l
"Told you never to mess with me," Avan pushed her into her room.Closing the door behind him with his free hand, he used the other free hand to push her against the wall. So that her face was against the wall.Avan closed in on her, Irish could feel his erection press against her butt.Irish knew she had to do something to stop Avan from continuing with his act. But at the same time what she was about to do shouldn't cost her job. Fire and Ice was a dirty place and if she wasn't careful, Avan would be more than pleased to bend her over the dressing table beside them.His breath touched on her nape and the hairs at the back of her head stood on end."He's such a pervert!" Elsa cried in retaliation."Release the bag now...or there would be consequences.""Please let me go. I didn't steal the money. It's for a client." She dropped the bag on the floor at once but Avan didn't release her.He stared at the bag a little longer than he should have, the money getting him distracted. Using thi
"How did you do it?" He asked. Irish was now following Mr. Stranger out of the room.He wondered how she managed to fight off Avan, even as a human girl.Irish squinted, her body moving in steady movements as she walked gently, portraying a soft feminine aura. She wanted to give the impression that she could not harm. After all, men liked soft females.She was in no way going to communicate her true intention or any of her abilities until it was the right time."Me? I did nothing?" She squinted again, trying not to raise her voice so high against the banging music.Irish had lived long enough with the humans to know how they functioned. One's voice had to be low and seductive, especially when communicating with the make clients.Paschal stared at the tender-looking woman beside him. She had multiple scents on her body and as they wafted through his nose, he found it hard to decipher her real scent.Was she human?He didn't know. He trailed her earlier, coming behind her by a distance.
On getting to his penthouse, Irish smirked as he packed into an underground parking garage.The automatic doors of the cars opened and she let herself out and Paschal did the same.He gave out his right hand and Irish did well to take it as it helped her maintain her balance on her pointed heels.Silence ensued between them till they reached the elevator.But once they got to the elevator, the air suddenly became heated.Irish could hear Paschal breathing a little fast, his eyes weeping her whole.He pulled her closer, her body ramming hard against his chest.Using his index finger, he placed it on her chin, causing her to tilt it up. Her eyes landed on the sea of his ocean-blue eyes.He was...beautiful.Unconsciously, her lips fell open. She was enthralled. Her wolf didn't seem to be attracted to him, but damn Elsa, his gaze made her jot with need.She could feel a wave of arousal course through her, disappearing in between the entrance of her thighs.And wait what? He hadn't even to
Now on the streets, Irish hailed a cab entered. When she got to her destination, she paid the chauffeur with a wad of bills which she had removed from the money bag earlier. On good nights like this, she would make sure to pay the chauffeurs handsomely - transfer of sweetness she would call that.Walking up to her front porch, she slid in the key, twisted it, and opened the door. Quickly scanning the entire apartment, she went into Jayden's room.When she heard him breathing softly, her heart became warm.She went closer to him, pulling up the blanket to his chest. Her gaze shifted to his face and instantly, it reminded her of Adrian.Jayden was the replica of Adrian. He looked much like the younger version of Adrian. If only Adrian wasn't so against her, Jayden would have had a father to call his own.Thinking of Adrian, Irish sighed inwardly.She had heard Avan mention that he would organize a party that would be hosting a greater number of Alpha's. In his viewpoint, that would ear
"Come on! Liam, that's the only fucking reason I try to keep Jayden safe. It's because I have a lot of enemies." Irish said, her voice dripping with concern because Jayden would have at least mind-linked her for help by now if he were not in danger."Let's get out of here. We've got to save Jayden. I already sent the closest wolf guards to the rescue." Liam said and got down on all fours, and so did Irish.Thick furs replaced Liam's skin while fangs shot out from his fingers as his body transformed into his animal form.Irish's body underwent the same process, except that Irish had a white wolf instead of a brown one."Ready?" Liam mind linked her since he wasn't able to speak in his wolf form. Irish nodded and they took off, running at full speed towards the park recreational center for kids.Liam was faster, so he got there before Irish. When he got there, he howled heavily, causing the whole place to shake from the weight of his animalistic sound.The curtains tore apart and wolves
Irish froze in her seat, not able to even blink an eyelid.She sucked in a breath as she moved uncomfortably in her seat. She glanced at the window once more before returning her face to Liam.Liam furrowed his eyebrows in wonder. Why did her expression change all of a sudden? "Is anything the matter?" He asked.Irish darted a fearful glance at him, "The Lupari Clan. They are already in this pack and there's no more time to waste. We have to do something to keep them in check, so they don't attack before the anniversary.""Yeah, right. If they ever cause a ruckus before the anniversary, then it would disrupt the ceremony.""We have to tread cautiously if we are ever going to win this war." Irish sighed."Well. These enemies won't stop us from having a good meal tonight." Liam cleared his throat. "I already ordered to have them prepare us a fresh meal. They'll be done in ten minutes."Irish rolled her eyes. "We are supposed to be on the run Liam. And you are talking about sitting to e
"Mummy, where is Daddy?" Jayden asked, his eyes searing into Irish's in an emotional accusatory look. "But you said Daddy was dead...""Jayden, I'll tell you everything when we get home, okay?" Irish nodded at Jayden. She had been telling him that his father was dead and whenever the smart little boy asked she never bore her husband's name, she simply gave excuses or distracted him by changing the topic.But now, Liam was calling her by her name and her mate's name. What was she going to tell Jayden? How could she defend herself, and how was Jayden going to trust his mother's words again?With the way Jayden's expression quickly changed like emotional turmoil was brewing in him, Irish felt affected."Jayden. I promise to tell you everything once we get home." She repeated, then turned to face Liam again."Last I checked. My family dynamics was never your problem." She said with a stern face.Liam stepped forward, towards them. "Oh, seems like I hit a nerve. Did I?" He folded his arms
Irish smirked as she intelligently observed the settings of the place. This she did in one swift glance.Her eyes rested on poor Jasmine and she let out a breath of relief. Then she searched the room once more, with her eyes, looking for any possible threats. 14 guards were surrounding Liam and standing at strategic positions.When she saw that she possessed enough to handle these men, she folded her arms across her chest."Release him to me. Now." She trained her eyes on Liam, who had an amused smirk hanging at the corners of his lips."I'll do that. Definitely. But I'm sure I need not remind you of the terms involved." He winked at her and Irish scoffed.How dared he wink at her in a serious situation as this? Did he know how terrible she felt the moment she found out that Jayden was missing and to top it off, there had been a break-in?"Listen, Liam, I don't care who you think you are, but if you don't release my son this minute, I'll make sure you regret it the rest of your fucked
"Jayden, you see I got you a box of pizza..." The words slowly dried from her throat as she fixed her gaze on the almost closed door of her apartment.Undaunted by what might be the situation inside the apartment, Irish darted into the house, her eyes on alarm, as she scanned the whole place.As she stood in the center of the living room, she felt her body swooning. The television had been smashed, and there was water poured all over the soft rug she had implanted days ago.Barely able to stand in one place, she sprinted towards Jayden's room, and on getting there, her heart and feet skidded to a halt.Her lips slowly parted in shock and disbelief, her eyes swiftly turning here and there as she searched for her son.She ran towards the closet but he was not there. And when she entered the bathroom, he was nowhere to be found."We just left Jayden to get some food. What's happening?" Irish's wolf, asked, feeling alarmed and willing Irish to let her loose so she could run wild in the w
"How on earth is your question reasonable, Ashley?" Adrian asked, his arms spreading in gesticulation."Adrian, that question is legit reasonable. What am I to you if I know nothing about the pack? Do you even consider me Luna? Or your wife? Or...or..."Adrian sighed, then went to console his wife, to stop her from throwing another tantrum. These days, she ended up picking fights now and then, and she was acting very strange like someone who had lots of skeletons in her cupboard. But what could he do? When in her possession was a dangerous secret he couldn't let loose to the world?This was no longer lust or love, but convenience."Look. Ash. I have never kept anything from you. I just don't think this is important information for you, or else, it would have been at your fingertips by now." Adrian said but Ashley still wasn't satisfied, so she pushed further.Tears glistened in her eyes, "But I want to know. And that's what matters, Adrian if you ever think of me as your wife or someo
66 "I want you to work for me." Those familiar black eyes and eyes stabbed her soul. Yes. He definitely stabbed her soul in the sense that he was looking at her as if he was looking into her soul and seeing through her. Liam rose from the chair where he had made himself comfortable and then began walking towards Irish...with each step feeling like he was making a conscious effort to flaunt his handsomeness. "Too straight to the point, aren't you?" Irish asked the moment she came to. "Too sharp-mouthed, aren't you?" Liam glared at her. This was the first time a woman was making him do petty things like retorting back. Save for this one time, he hadn't done this before. Ignoring whatever she had said before now, Liam came closer to her. He kept coming closer till there was no space left between them. "I've seen your fighting and shooting skills and I'm offering you a one-time offer. Accept it." Irish pushed him off her body, temporarily setting herself free from him by ta
The tone of Rap God, by Eminem, rang in the background and Irish's ears, startling her up on her feet, even though her eyes were still heavy with sleep."What the hell." She cursed under her breath, her hands instantly finding the vibrating phone on top of her bedside table and grabbing it.Without looking, she answered the call and pressed it against her ears, her voice a low note as she responded."Hello. Who's there?""It's Liam speaking. Guess my real name is no stranger to your damn mind."Irish, startled by the man calling, sat up on her ass on the bed, her body turning rigid and alert...Her mind traveled back to her last encounter with Liam. He had said he would find her no matter how hard she tried to run or his.eWas that what he was doing now?But Irish wasn't about to let her feeling of apprehension show - not now and not ever."Hey. Good morning would suit you. Care to tell me how the fuck you got my number?".Liam wanted to say something but he simply got interrupted by
"I can't believe it was my abusive ex-boyfriend stalking me again." Jasmine cried, her eyes and lashes wet with tears.Her nose ran with mucor which she incessantly dried with the help of a tissue paper.After she had rescued Jasmine that same night, she had to bring her down to her house, because she was too scared and traumatized to stay alone. At least, not after what happened with Emerald, her ex-boyfriend.Irish passed a hand around her shoulder. "You're scared and hyperventilating right now, but you've got to tell your brain that everything's in the past now." Irish said."Trust you to give advice when you cry yourself to sleep most times." Elsa chuckled, her tone dripping with sarcasm, making Irish roll her eyes."He...he," Jasmine heaved. "He was going to rape me...and...and hit me." She cried, sniffling hard and she swallowed, pushing her hair backward to expose her neck."I want you to suck in a deep breath." Irish patted her back, while Jasmine followed her instructions. "T