[Liam’s POV]Where the hell is she? My eyes continuously scanned the bleachers in search of Ella nearly every few minutes. I knew she insisted on packing her bags and gathering all her belongings in advance, but I really didn’t think that it would’ve taken her so long.Maybe she just got distracted
I sat in my bedroom trying to concentrate on the romance story I was working on for my creative writing class, but it was impossible with the loud partying coming from the back-to-school bash happening at the Gravens house. My secret Beta- werewolf boyfriend Noah Graven was the one putting it on b
A large, firm hand rand down the middle of my chest, moving slower as it moved lower. “Keep going,” I said as I turned in the bed, toward the warmth of the hand, my eyes still closed. Then my body was pulled closer until my back pressed tightly against a firm, broad, chest. Wait…whose chest was th
I glanced Liam’s way as he speed his sports car down the street. The engine revved and I held on tight to my seat, my fingers grasping on for dear life. “Thanks for taking me to school with you. I really didn’t want to have to ride with Noah today. Or ever again.” I said. “Yeah. Don’t mention it
The puck flew at me and I stopped it in my stick like it was nothing. The crowd cheered all around me at the save that almost went into the other team’s possession. “Liam! Liam!” everybody screamed from the stands. I always loved the sound of my name being cheered on from the bleachers, but I neve
“I’ll meet you back in our room later. You can head out without me.” I told Monica as people swarmed past us after the game. Monica frowned, confused. “Wait. Where are you going?” I hesitated, “I’m going to find Liam. I need to talk to him.” “Are you serious? Are you going to ask him out or so
I glanced between Noah and Liam. The energy in the room was tense, like at any moment either one of them was ready to let out the beast in them. Noah’s chest rose quickly, up and down in furry. He took a step towards Liam, his hands clasped in a ball like he was ready to throw punches any second f
My phone buzzed in the middle of my Algebra class and I flipped it over to take a look at it. It was another picture from Liam. This time, it was a selfie of him sitting behind the wheel of his sports car, wearing dark sunglasses. I almost blocked him right then and there. For almost a week now,