Laura:I got to Dante's office. It was getting late and I knew I had to hurry before they closed for the day.I knew that Dante had gone home. Having his employees around was not going to much of a problem for me. I knew how to take care of them.I parked discreetly in the parking lot and stepped out.I walked up to the building confidently and headed inside. The security men at the door didn't stop me and I smiled to myself.This was going to be way too easy.“Good evening Miss Laura."Some of the employees greeted me as I walked in and I didn't even bat an eyelash at them. I smirked internally.It seems that all that fraternizing with that fool, Dante did work in my favor after all.I had been coming with him to the office for the past six years and his employees had learned to give me special treatment.I slipped upstairs without anyone asking me a question.My heart was nonetheless beating wildly in my chest. What if I was wrong and Dante was around doing overtime in his office?I
Erica:I was up early the next day. My eyes stung and my body felt weak.I got up and walked to the dressing mirror. I was right. My face was a mess; blotchy and ugly in different places.I had spent the entire night crying about Dante.Pointless. It was all pointless.I loved him but I could be with him. My family and my pride and dignity wouldn't allow it. No. Not after everything that he had done.I gripped the dressing table hard. My eyes stared back at me and I felt a lump form in my throat.It was settled then. No more seeing Dante. I was going to give myself to Lorenzo. All of myself.The decision had haunted me in my sleep. I had seen it all unfold in my dreams and now I was asleep no more. I was going to do it. I owed Lorenzo my faithfulness. It was no longer a question.I grabbed my phone and rang Clarissa. I needed to get the children out of the house for the morning, at least.I really hoped that she wasn't busy with her mate.It rang twice and she picked. She sounded grog
Erica:I was in the kitchen with a bottle of wine and the frying pan was on fire.I had to check online for the recipe and I was told to flambé with alcohol. The shrimp were a blaze but I was calm and flipped them in the skillet until they were a beautiful golden brown.Finally, I was done. I found it odd that Lorenzo hadn't come out of his room since Clarissa left. I was certain that the smell of his favorite dish was sure to attract him.I sighed and set the table. None of this felt right.I mean, it was the right thing to do but it didn't feel natural. I felt off. Like a part of me was resisting all of this.I literally had to force myself into all this with the hope that I would ease up over time. But the feeling was still as strong as before. None of this felt like I was doing it with my heart.I covered up the food and headed upstairs to shower and change.The clean and fresh water on my body filled me with life and I could feel the aroma of the spices and sauces that clung to m
Lorenzo: I was silent and was trying my best not to look at Erica. Something about her irritated me. It had irritated me for so long and now that I had Clarissa in my life, everything about her made me angry. When I saw Clarissa this morning, my heart skipped a beat. She looked so beautiful in the sunny dress that I had bought her. Fuck! I wanted to have her as soon as I laid my eyes on her. But as soon as Erica mentioned spending time with me, I froze. I saw the discomfort in Clarissa's face. I spent the whole day in my room thinking about what to do. My first instinct was to turn her down but soon it dawned on me that she would read my actions and start to suspect me. I had already made my interest in Clarissa very known this morning. I didn't want her to throw any more meaning into it. Fuck! I was left with no other option and had to oblige to this unwanted attention. I only hoped that Clarissa would understand. I was doing this for us. The way she moved in her s
Erica: His lips were cold. They didn't move against mine. The taste of lunch clung to his tongue. His hands were still. They didn't even wrap around my waist. My heart was beating fast. Did I offend him? Was he angry with me? I pulled away from him. His dark eyes refused to meet mine and my heart did a nervous flip. Maybe he knew. Maybe he knew about Dante and I. “Lorenzo, what's wrong?" My voice was soft. My panic and fear were the only real emotions. My brain was working overtime. He looked at me. His dark eyes seemed distant, apathetic in fact. His lack of response showed that he wasn't in the mood, or, maybe I hadn't riled him up yet. Was a blowjob in order? I nearly hurled in my mind. I couldn't do that to him. Not after I had done it so many times to… “Lorenzo?" “I'm fine, Erica," he said slightly coldly. “I just don't know how to feel about all of this. I love you too but I just don't feel like I'm in the mood right now." His words were expressionless and d
Clarissa:The rest of the evening I was frozen. I took the kids to the restaurant that they had told me about and I allowed them to make their order.I made an order as well but I could barely eat. I poked at the food as if I was in a trance. And though it smells immaculate, my worries were greater than my appetite.I turned my head and tried to distract myself with the scenery in the restaurant.It wasn't working. It felt like I was frozen in time. Everything was moving in slow motion.I could still hear Erica's voice ringing in my ears.“...Lorenzo and I wanted to invite you to dinner on Saturday night. I know that I have never asked but I would really love to meet your boyfriend…”The words still gave the shivers. I wasn't even able to answer her immediately and she had to call attention back to the call.I was dumbfounded and tripped over my words.“...once I get home, I'll talk to him. He's been very busy these past few days and I need to make sure that he has Saturday off."Eric
Laura: I was in my room alone. A part of me was tingling. My wolf was wild the whole time.I was dressed in a sexy lingerie. My legs and hairs were neatly shaved and the strong smell of perfume filled the room.I had a feeling that he was coming. I couldn't explain how but I just knew it. A part of me knew that he knew that I had gotten the document successfully. All that was left was for him to come over and get it from me.The thought of it made me shiver with delight. I would finally see my mate. I would finally know who he was.I stood in the mirror for the umpteenth time, admiring myself. I had bought this pair specially for him.Dante had seen me in all the other ones that I had. That bastard was history to me and I was more than ready to move on with my lover, the one the Goddess had paired me with.I fixed my hair and moved my hips sluttily. Another shiver rippled through my body. I couldn't believe how much I craved…The lights went out and my room was plunged into darkness.
Laura: His hands slid up my thigh and he gripped my skin tightly. My heart skipped a beat and just as I was about to moan, he silenced me with a kiss and forced the moan back into my throat. I was head over heels for him. My body was his to touch and command. As he kissed me, he slipped his hand up my thigh and rubbed the inner part softly. He pulled away, grabbed my hair and I looked up at him. “You are soaking for me, mate." I couldn't hide it. My thong was soaked through with my juices. My skin pinched pleasurable as he inched closer to my soaked bud. Fuck! I threw my head back and groaned softly. He was teasing me, making me want him. How hungry for him did he want me to be? He stopped just short of my underwear. I could feel his fingers just mere millimeters away from me. I was exasperated. I wanted to feel his fingers against me. His hand did not move from that spot. I was slowly getting impatient and my moans of pleasure were slowly turning into moans of impati
Erica's POVI stood there in the rain, staring at him. Was he out of his mind?! Did he think that he could just show up at my father's funeral unannounced and spew this bullshit? Hadn't he caused me enough pain already?I slapped him again and he let me. He didn't move an inch and moved his jaw in pain to readjust it.“You can hit me all you want, Erica. But I am not leaving here without the kids. You can't win this battle. I stated that are mentally unfit to take care of them and have a certain ‘illness’ that makes you lose control of yourself. You are a danger to them.”I was stunned."Did you just call me mentally unstable? You think I'm insane?!”I could feel my anger building. Who did he think he was?!“I didn't say that you were…”"Don't you dare think that you can play coy with me! You know what you implied!”I sunk my fist into his face and he reeled backwards. I watched as blood streamed down from his face to the puddle of water beneath our feet.He pulled his hand away and h
Laura’s POVI watched as Lisa and her father breezed through the crowd. It wasn’t difficult to tell that she was thoroughly bored. I couldn’t blame her. Her father looked like a stuffy stuck-up man.I turned my head and caught sight of Rusev watching me like a hawk. I grumbled. I hated him. Why did my mate think it a good idea to leave me stuck with him?I shadowed Mr. Hans as he dragged his daughter along, greeting dignitaries and other stuck-up people like himself.A waiter passed me and I grabbed another glass of champagne. How was I going to get Lisa away from her old man?My mind kicked into overdrive, and soon, an idea hit me. I sighed and winced in disgust as it continued to take shape in my head. It wasn’t pleasant but I had to do it. I guess that was one other purpose of the dress I wore.I took another sip of my champagne and strutted sexily towards Mr. Hans. He caught a glimpse of me through the corner of his eye and was soon fully facing my direction.A dirt smirk crept on
Erica’s POVThe guards stopped him before he could come any closer.“What are you doing here?!” My mother yelled as the guards blocked Dante’s path towards me.“I need to see Erica. This is important.”My mother’s eyes bore down on him. I turned away; I could barely look at him. Did he come here to ruin my fathers funeral as well? Wasn’t he tired of ruining my life?“Guards! Take him away!”They stormed up to him and Dante began to back away.“Erica! I need to talk to you! Tell them to stop!”His voice calling my name was driving me insane. It was because of him that my life was ruined. Couldn’t he just stop meddling in my life.“Erica!”The guards grabbed him and began to drag him away. I watched him as he struggled and yelled at me. The guests all watched in awe. I already had more than enough gossip circling around me. I didn’t want anymore.“Erica!”There was a gasp and the guards were on the floor. Dante had broken free and was dashing towards me. My knees began to shake. I wante
Laura’s POV“Room service!”I put on my bathrobe and walked to the door. I didn’t order room service. I clutched my robe tighter to my body and opened the door just a crack.A lady stood there with a box in her hands. Was that a delivery for me?“Are you Miss Laura?”“Yes.”I felt a little emboldened and opened the door a little wider. The lady was dressed in formal wear, a little too formal for her to be in the room service business.“I have a package for you.”She handed it to me, and I looked at the tag attached to it. I couldn't help but smile.“I may not be with you, but I want all eyes to be on you and for every man to drool at the sight of you and wish you were theirs. But they can’t have you. You are MINE. Mate.”I smiled and felt a warm fuzzy feeling bubble inside of me. He wasn’t here, but he knew how to make me feel like he was.“Thank you.”I hurried back into my room, trying my best not to squeal like an excited seven-year-old. I hadn’t expected a dress for the party. I
Erica’s POVMy fingers were trembling as I did Ethan's bow tie. I had tried not to cry. It had been hard to keep my emotions in check while we planned the funeral. Everyone was still scared of me but the condolences they gave brought tears to my eyes every time I heard them.Today would be the first time in weeks that I would lay eyes on my father’s body and would never see it again.“Don’t be sad, Mom.”Ethan pulled me into a hug as soon as I lifted my fingers from his bowtie. He was such a sweet boy.“I am fine, love.-”I stroked his hair and kissed it.“-Go and find your sisters while I get ready.”He hurried away and I was left alone in my room. I looked at the mirror one more time and noticed the tears in my eyes starting to fall. My mascara was slightly smudged and I hurriedly wiped my face and did a fresh application.My thoughts were weighed down by thoughts of my father. It was draining. I couldn't imagine how disappointed he was in me. Mom kept telling me that it wasn’t true
Clarissa's POV“Lorenzo, please wake up."I sat beside him as he lay on the living room couch with his head on my lap. His forehead was covered in sweat and his eyes were blank and white.My heart was racing. I didn't know what to do. I wanted to give him CPR, but I didn't know if what he had was infectious.I couldn't count the number of times I had placed my head on his chest to make sure that his heart was still beating. His breath was faint, and his skin was clammy and cold.I couldn't take this anymore. I should have called for help sooner and damned the fact that the entire pack probably hated us.My fingers shook as I grabbed my phone and began to dial the numbers.Suddenly, Lorenzo gasped and his eyes cleared up slowly. My fingers shook even more as I watched him silently take in the room.“Lorenzo," I whispered, terrified to the core.His eyes finally fell and focused on me. I held my breath.“Rissa?"He tried to sit up but I slowly eased his head back into my lap.“Don't try
Erica's POVThe meeting finally came to an end and I was grateful. I remained seated with my mother and we watched the counselors leave.Counselor Rufus gave me a death stare before he left the room. I turned to look at my mother and her face was impassive until we could no longer see his fake hair through the open door.“Good riddance!" she exclaimed, and her face relaxed, and she smiled at me.I returned with a nervous grin though my fingers were knotting frantically on my lap.“It's going to be alright, Erica. I will not let the counselors treat you like trash. They are just a bunch of old fools that are stuck in the past. I believe that you will make a good Luna."Her words made my nervous smile fade.“You know that I won't be a good, Luna. You saw how they looked at me. Everyone is afraid of me. I can't even get through the hallway without a maid or guard seeing me and flinching.”I lowered my head and heard my mother sigh. Her fingers intertwined with mine, stopping my frantical
Clarissa's POVMy eyes watered as I chopped up the onions. I set the knife down and paced around the counter as the broth bubbled in the pot.As I stared at the boiling pot, a flash of Erica came into my mind. Her monstrous form and the death of her father. The purple hue on his skin was exactly the same as that on Lorenzo's arm.It just didn't make sense. I asked my assassin to kill Erica. Why didn't he do it? Was he a fraud?I had tried to contact him severally, but his phone rang, and there was no answer. Had I been duped?I gritted my teeth at the thought and turned my attention to the bubbling broth. It was time to put the vegetables.The onion went in first, and then the carrots and peppers.This was my first time in Lorenzo's home back at our pack. It was beautiful. Luxurious, nothing like my home back at the pack Erica was sent to.My watery eyes scanned the room and I exhaled. There had been so much drama in just a few days.A shiver ran down my spine. I didn't expect to see
Erica's POVI walked to the meeting hall and felt my breath being hitched in my throat. The maids, as they walked past me, gave me terrified greetings and hurried off in the other direction.It did nothing for my nerves. I could only imagine what the council was going to say.I soon reached the door that led to the hall and stood outside of it for a while. My heart was racing, and I was clutching it with my left hand as if it would do something to make it calm down.“Easy, Erica. Easy. This is just a meeting. Nothing more."I pushed the glossy black wooden door open and finally walked into the room. As soon as I was guided across the carpet to My spot beside my mother, I could feel all eyes on me.It was so hard to fight the urge to look over the room. A few of the counselors were whispering as I walked in, and above three were staring at me, their faces white with fear.I sat down next to my mother and the seven counselors stood in greeting. The man who sat at my left-hand side was f