Stella"Lawrence, wait--" My voice cracked reaching after his swift departing form. But duty's biting lash drove him relentlessly onward. I stood anchored by unfamiliar gazes assessing my worth now severe protection had vanished."This is important Babe, we'll talk later. I promise."Rough men, scarred visages marked by brutality endured and meted.Hands calloused wielding tools of violent justice ordinarily hidden from genteel eyes too soft witnessing messy necessities securing safe illusion.Now curiosity and skepticism weighed heavy as judgement against frail feminine interloper on their territory by alpha's inexplicable blind affection alone. Had sheltering walls cracked enough revealing darker currents flowing beneath cultured veneer?I wavered torn by lingering dread and deeper conscience whispering kinship with ragtag warriors not gentle forged.We trod the same veiled borderlands few travelled willfully, sacrificing innocence that some beauty persistuntainted for rare traver
Stella "It can't be..." My voice faded to a shocked whisper. I stumbled back a step, one hand flying to my mouth. There, on his knees with hands bound behind his back, was my stepfather. The one who had made my childhood a misery after my father died. The one who I thought I'd left behind for good when I went away to college. Without hesitation, he had abandoned us for his own selfish reasons, claiming to have found abetter life elsewhere, telling me that I was the reason why he wasn't living a smooth life. The man who made me cry to sleep throughout the time I thought of him as my father. Never for once did he not try to abuse me and my mother before she died. Lawrence grasped my shoulders, concern creasing his brow. "Stella? What is it, my love?" It was everything. I wanted to scream and do something crazy. Anything at all, just to take me away from here. I could feel Lawrence's hand on my shoulder, but I still found myself sinking in a void. It didn't feel right. It felt
Lawrence "You will suffer dearly for what you've done," I snarled. Stella's stepfather glared up at me through his one unswollen eye, defiance etched on his battered face even while restrained on his knees. My men stood impassively nearby, ready to mete out violence at my command. "I don't know what fantasies that girl has been telling you, but I never laid a hand on her," he spat, then let out a laugh. Red hazed my vision. I backhanded him brutally across the face, splitting open his swollen lip again. He grunted in pain, blood dripping down his chin. "Do not dare speak my Stella's name!" I thundered. "She has told me enough of your cruelty. The broken bones, the bruises...you are a plague upon innocents!" He barked out a chilling laugh. "Think you know everything, don't you tough guy? Stel
StellaSmack!"How dare you!?" She shouted. The stinging slap seemed to echo in the sudden shocked silence.I pressed one hand to my flaming cheek, staring at the mother who birthed and betrayed me in one awful moment."You ungrateful wretch!" she shrieked, face mottled nearly purple with rage. "Your depraved thugs ambush my husband and drag him off to God knows where, and you stand there so smug! Was our providing you food and shelter all those years not enough?"The room tilted crazily. Lawrence quickly moved to restrain her, but I halted him with one raised hand.Trembling, I turned back to the woman I had once desperately craved love from."So that's why you came? Checking on your meal ticket, not your daughter?" Bitterness roughened my voice. Blinders torn violently away, I sudden
Lawrence"Let it out, beloved. I am here."My soft murmur barely pierced Stella's anguished keening. She trembled like a fledgling torn from the nest too soon, all rawly exposed nerve endings flayed by confrontation's bitter revelations.I gathered her closed, wishing fervently to weep the cleansing tears she yet resisted. But one of us must stay steady navigating this emotional tempest without rudder or compass.Stella had borne brave witness to her mother's aloof cruelty, emerging from that trial stronger and wiser for the sorrow. But old wounds dealt by protector's hands cut deepest scarring vulnerable psyche.So I weathered the raging storm of her pain, neutralizing lightning strikes through unmoving Earth's patience. And slowly, slowly fierce racks subsided allowing space for peace's first tender shoots to root fres
Lawrence "What are you doing?! Let go of us this instant!" Stella's mother screeched indignation, clawing at my impassive men as they manhandled both her and the stepfather toward my sleek private plane. I allowed thin smile watching such entitled arrogance finally muzzled and defanged. "I warned your loomed support unforgivable betrayal." My chill tone slid ice through plaintive caterwauling. "Actions demand consequences for callous harm against innocents." At my nod Garrett and Stefan forced the protesting pair up the embarkation stairs. I followed at leisurely pace relishing comeuppance served after brutality inflicted so wantonly against my beloved remained unpunished overlong. Stella observed from tarmac edge, tear streaked face now set with quiet vindication. I bet there are tears of joy. Our eyes met communicating silently across separating distance - her gold-flecked gaze wide with lingering sorrow yet free from regret sanctioning stern justice for acid crimes etc
StellaI paced the tarmac anxiously awaiting Lawrence's return.Despite the jet vanishing hours ago, my nerves still thrummed with adrenaline's electric high.So much chaotic emotion churned in the aftermath - was justice truly served banishing my abusers halfway across the world?"They are finally gone."The distant beat of helicopter blades jarred me from restless thoughts. I peered desperately seeking first glimpse. Lawrence always know what right, I assured my spinning doubts.Finally the sleek chopper crest the horizon, angling toward the private airstrip. My heart leapt as Lawrence stepped down while the rotors idled, his tall form unmistakable. I flew into his waiting embrace, relief crashing over me."There now, safe and done little bird." His words rumbled comfort, stroking my hair. I burrowed closer, tension slowly r
Uneasy TruceLawrence"My hero!" Stella exclaimed, embracing me tightly. "Banishing my tormenters so decisively!"I stroked her hair, privately warmed beyond words at her admiration. "You need fear nothing from that quarter again, little bird." She tipped her face up, eyes liquid bright with emotion. "My faith never wavered in your power to protect me. Or willingness to punish enemies without mercy." Stella bit her lip pensively. "Perhaps I even misjudged James unfairly comparing to your steadfast strength."I tensed involuntarily. The aspirant chef appeared harmless enough by her account. Yet subtle unease slithered recalling his opportune timing appealing vulnerable Stella post-accident.Coincidence seemed unlikely given the revelation of her stepfather's extensive human trafficking network.Stella continued innocently. "He came offering comfort when I had none those lonely days. Hardly the calculated actions you ascribed..." My jaw tightened. "Wolves recognize opportunist jacka