After Carson took me inside the structure, I was incontinently gulfed in a clinch from Lillian, Carson’s son. She’s stunning. She’s got the body of a walking figure model from a magazine. Her hair is spurt black, long and curled. Her eyes are a deep brown. She’s got a fun energy girding her. I could tell we were going to get on. “ I ca n’t stay to be suitable to do placement training, ” Lillian burst as we sat in one of the apartments. We ’ve been sat for the last an hour and a half, harkening to a woman talk about the basics of being a midwife. It was interesting. I wish I had brought a tablet and pen with me. I wanted to flash back all of this. She gave us a little quiz to fill in, utmost of the stuff I knew because of my mama . “ I've a long way to go before I can do that, ” I chortled.
He let go of me and stepped back, shock written all over his face. I puled, bending over, clinging my stomach as the pain came back. His eyes widened as he snappily embraced me again. As he drew me into his casket, I seized his shirt. He benumbed the pain. He took it fully down. I breathed out in relief and hid my face in his casket. I could feel eyes on us, it was disturbing, but I would take embarrassment over pain any day. “ nascence, take her inside. ” Dominic, Caleb’s mate, rumored. “ We ’ll look after Lila." He added. He went to move his arms, and I whined. “ I ’m not letting you go. ” He rumored, squeezing my midriff. I breathed out in relief. He kept his hand on my midriff as he scuffled me backwards towards the house. No bone spoke. I could
“ What are we going to tell your pack? ” I murmured. I was resting my head on his casket as he brushed his hand up and down my reverse. The feeling was elatedness. He blocked out everything. All the negative studies and the tone- loathing. The only thing running through my head was how close we both were. “ We ’ll tell them you ’re my mate and their Luna. ” He remarked, “ but we ’ll do it when you ’re ready. ” He added as he soughed. I sat up suddenly. “ Oh my goddess, Luna? I ca n’t be a Luna. ” I squalled. A deep husky chortle rolled from his casket, and I nearly blaze at the sound. He lifted his brow at me, and his eyes glowed black. I took a deep breath to calm myself. “ I need to go back to my pack, ” I soughed. A deep rumble bucketed from his  
“ Mind link your pater . Tell him I need to talk to him urgently. ” Leon prompted. I glanced over my shoulder at him. His eyes were concentrated on Mateo. His lips coiled into a little smile as his eyes set up mine. His eyes softened as he peered at me. He reached his hand up and twirled my hair before entwining it behind my observance. “ He’s in his office staying for your call, ” Mateo replied. He gave me another smile before recovering his stoic expression and seesawing at Mateo. He picked up the phone on his office and leaned forward, pressing the figures. I heard the ringing tone and awaited for Alpha Miles to answer. “ Alpha Miles, ” He saluted. I concentrated my hail so I could hear their discussion. “ It’s nascence Leon. Cl
Lila came running into the office and threw herself at me. I knocked into Leon because I was n’t awaiting it. “ Are you ok? I saw you hurting, and I was spooked. ” She wailed. I bent down a little. I picked her up as she wrapped her legs around my midriff and peered at me. “ I ’m ok now. ” I beamed. “ Promise? ” She prayed, her voice small and coarse. “ Promise, ” I brushed my nose against hers, and she chortled. My pater used to do that to Owen and me whenever one of us was hurt or upset. I ’m not sure why, but it always used to make me feel more. I suppose it was further of a mind over matter situation, but it helped, and I ’m hoping it does the same for Lila. “ That gratified, ” She chortled. I did it again, and she
We arrived at a private heliport. So, it’s not exactly an field, but at least it’s further than a arbitrary field. I chortled to myself. I climbed out of the auto as Leon held the door open for me. A auto pulled up behind us. Mila and Mateo appeared from the reverse seats. Wade, Leon’s Beta climbed out the frontal seat; he gestured at us when he saw us. I watched as the passenger door opened and a Brunette she- wolf stepped out. I watched as she beamed, tromping towards me. “ I do n’t suppose our cherished nascence has introduced us, ” she rolled her eyes, “ I ’m Sapphire, Leon’s family, ” she saluted. My eyes went wide; I did n’t indeed know he'd a family. “ numbers he did n’t mention me, ” she chortled, “ I know how shocked you both must have been. ” She replied, smiling at Leon. &n
Leon wrapped his arm around my midriff and pulled me against his casket. “ We still have a way to go, so get some sleep. ” He muttered as he kissed my impertinence. I soughed and snuggled into the pillow. “ I ’m noway letting you go. No bone will ever hurt you again. ” He rumored. I soughed contentedly and snappily fell asleep. “ Wake up, Clara. We ’re nearly there. ” Leon shook me gently, placing little kisses on my impertinence. I fluttered my eyes open and yawned. “ formerly? That was the stylish sleep I ’ve had in periods. ” I soughed. “ You slept for eight hours. You obviously demanded it, ” he chortled. I opened my eyes wide, “ eight hours? ” I choked. “ I woke up hours agone
Beta Jace met us at the heliport to accompany us to the pack. I ca n’t concentrate on anything; I ’m too nervous. “ How have you been, Clara ” He asked, glancing in the rearview glass at me. “ I ’m good, thank you. ” I beamed, “ how’s Eli? ” I questioned. “ He’s ok. He’s enjoying going to big academy as he calls it, ” he chortled. I chortled and jounced. We continued the lift in silence. Leon was quiet; he was gaping out of the window. He sometimes looked at me. I reached over and laid my hand in his. He joined our hands together and smiled at me. I breathed out and watched out of the window. As we neared the pack, my heart started beating snappily. My breath caught in my throat, and I plodded to breathe. I could feel the bond with Ethan pushing its way into my system. Leon unbuckled
“ Your parents are so drinking . ” He murmured as we were sat on the lounge in my living room. “ They like you, ” I rumored as I watched my parents quarrel about the correct layout for the regale table. “ Joe, he’s an nascence. He should be at the head of the table. ” mama whizzed. “ Let’s ask him. ” Dad moaned, “ nascence Leon. where would you like to sit? ” He scowled. “ Anywhere is fine. Next to Clara? ” He raised his brow as he answered. Mom’s eyes twinkled, and she jounced. The frontal door opened, and Owen walked in awkwardly with Wade behind him. I smiled at them both. “ mama, pater . This is Wade. My mate, ” Owen placarded. Mom’s face lit up as she made her way over to them. “ I ’m
Audrey nodded, sweeping her gaze on every faces in the conference room. She was in one of their weekly meetings. She was following up on their stories, barely speaking because there wasn’t much to say to the competent and insightful women around the table. The fitness team were just giving her an update when her phone buzzed with a text message from Vren.She clicks her pen, wishing nothing more but for the meeting to be over. And when it did, she watches in agony as everyone exits before her. She types a reply on her phone, changing her mind when a man she recognized in one glimpse comes in as everyone else was going out.The lingering glances didn’t go unnoticed. She was getting used to the female attention he constantly gets wherever he goes. She still has her moments though – where she just couldn’t help but get jealous. But, of course, Vren doesn’t have to know that. The things is, she really thought the women would eventually subside once he no longer have the lux
“Berry, nude or matte blue?”Audrey squinted closer to her computer screen where Jessica was holding three nail polishes and Kathie was shifting in her enormous couch. “Nude.”Since two out of three has had hassles going to places, they resorted to video calls.“Yeah, nude.” Kathie nods, pausing to fluff a throw pillow.“Boring. I think I’ll choose matte blue.” She glances briefly at them, then snort laughed.Audrey shot her a glare. “What?”“Nothing. My screen is ninety-five percent round bellies. Five percent faces of my best friends.” She shakes the bottle, grinning at the screen.“I’ll kill you if you take a screenshot right now.”Jessica bellowed a laugh. “I’d like to see you try with that belly.”“Just wait until you get one of these bellies too,” Kathie chimes in a sing song voice. She adjusted her phone, angling it to her face.Their friend merely snorted and started painting her toenails.Audrey would’ve given a skeptical eye
“Sweetheart?” Vren closes the door behind him. She hasn’t opened the door for him. Although she only meets him at the door on a few occasions, he’s still allowed to expect a peck from his girlfriend. He padded quietly inside his penthouse, chest fluttering as he hears her elegant voice from the living room.He watches in amusement as the woman he’s been obsessing over for months now chided someone over her phone. He couldn’t exactly hear the entire conversation but he was able to get the idea that it was about an advertiser who pulled out from a prime spot at the last minute.She’s supposed to be on sabbatical leave but she kept everything monitored through Kylie. Although she reassured him she’s keeping herself from stress, Vren tries to get her off the phone. Mainly for his own personal gain because he needed the attention. Some days she’s hunched over her laptop, maybe checking her emails, and sometimes engrossed in a video call with her friend Rachel Myers whom she
Audrey paces in her bedroom. The pink interior slowly transitioned into an irritating shade because her room looked happy in contrary to the dread dwelling in the pit of her stomach. Her mother came over to her Aunt Gemma’s house—the first time she went out of the house since she has been discharged from the hospital.A revving car from outside snapped her out of her thoughts, reorienting her to the task at hand. The engine groaned loudly into a stop but she couldn’t care less about it. She leaned her back against the wall, looked out the window where the sun was streaming in several hours ago. There wasn’t any trace of it anymore which means she’s spent the day fruitlessly.The wall felt cold against her back. She gathered a calming breath in through her nose and scrolled through her contacts one more time. Swallowing the bile in her throat, she rings him. The soles of her feet were freezing as her palms. She hoped it will go to voicemail and save her from the embarras
One call. All it takes is one phone call. For Pete’s sake just call. She’s been staring at her phone all morning. She’s been mustering all the courage she needed to make the call. Since when did a single phone call became her toughest obstacle?Right. When she started mooning over Vren Parkinson without control over it. And that’s why she’s been wanting to call in the first place.Audrey figured she needed the fresh air to clear her mind, so she sat in the front porch and breathed in some courage.She’s been so occupied she didn’t pay attention to the car easing onto the driveway. Her head snapped to the direction of the driver’s side where the car door just closed with a soft thud. Her hands clenched at the sight of a familiar face she’s known by heart.He hesitated when he sees her on the porch swing. Mistaking her lack of movement for something else other than pure surprise, he turns and reopens the door.“Dad, it’s okay.” She bolted upright, stopping her
Vren pursed his lips irritably as he reaches the end of his contacts. Yet again. In emotional conflicts, he would resort to calling a past fling. But, surprising himself, he was deleting each single one from his contacts.What the hell was he supposed to do?For a great portion of his life, he had women as proven distraction from the noise of business ordeals. However, he haven’t met Audrey then. He didn’t have a deep emotional conflict that could only be relieved by one particular woman.His life is way off course. The only solution to put it back on track is to have his Audrey back. Whatever it might cost him. He had long lists of grand gestures he’s taken a mental note of. If that doesn’t give away how much he hasn’t been sleeping, maybe the dark circles might.He was on the verge of smashing his phone for having no one else to call. He takes out a heavy sigh and pressed that one phone number he has considered to call.Damn it. What the hell?Vren cli
Audrey won’t talk about it. She won’t even think about it. She wrapped her arms around her legs and tucked her knees against her chest. Her fingers shielded her eyes from the sun. She peeks through the space between her thumb and forefinger to assess how much she overslept. Her arm slumped back to her side as she wishes she could sink further to the cushions.He loves me.She shakes her head aggressively, shoving the thought out of her head.She told herself that this is how things are supposed to be. It was right to keep him in arm’s length. The barely there suggestion of marriage triggered everything she had kept at the back of her mind and pooled all over her. The mention of the ring really did a number on her. Her mother’s words that angered her then, came back to haunt her. However, she developed the habit of setting aside outside influences from her decisions over the years. So if Audrey were to screw up, she has an accusatory finger right to her face.Aud
Audrey sink to the rug, her gaze going over the opened door of the bathroom where she just spent the entire morning after having a round of morning sickness and some other stuff she doesn’t want to think about. A small sob slipped out, followed by another.She began crying in the quiet of the guest room. Her chest heaved from huge, racking sobs that doesn’t seem to end. She pulled her legs close, tucking her knees to her chest. She buried her face on the comfort of her thighs. Hoping it will muffle the sound.She was fine yesterday. She was doing well in keeping her mind off the soft spot. But waking up today with a terrible morning sickness felt like stepping right onto a landmine. Amidst the distressing process of cleaning her stomach clean, she thought about how bearable it once was when Vren was right on her side, holding her hair back, rubbing her back and his voice so soft on her ears.“Damn it!” She hissed as the memory flood in fresh new tears to her already
Vren’s hand covers hers, snapping her out of her stream of thought. They were in the kitchen having coffee after lunch. He wanted to stay for the weekend. Badly. But he had important business to attend to that he couldn’t reschedule. He likes to think that Audrey was just sulking that he couldn’t stay, but that’s not Audrey. She won’t show her need for him to stay because that would be demanding him to stay. And she’s not the kind to hold someone back.“You’re awfully quiet, Audrey.” He links his pinky finger with hers, finally drawing her attention to him.Her other hand grazed the curving handle of her mug. “It’s nothing, really.”“What is it? Maybe I can help?” Vren wasn’t dense not to notice her mother locking herself up in her bedroom. Audrey leaves her be.She kept her eyes on the mug like she found entertainment in the swaying steam of her coffee. She was silent still.Vren urges her face up with a finger beneath her chin. “Is this about getting a rin