SCARLETT I did the walk of shame to my room in a daze, walked to the bathroom in a daze and I stayed under the hot shower till my body felt raw and painful. I'd allowed Alex to touch me again, degrade me, insult me and I had the audacity to enjoy it. He was right; I was a whore, the worst kind because I was doing this with my stepbrother. I wonder how Mom would react if she found out. She'd be disappointed. Even I was completely disappointed in myself. I wore a pair of comfortable pajamas and I was able to get settled on my bed with a knock that interrupted my movement. It was Blake. I've already known his signature knocking and I opened the door to see him smiling at me. He held up a pack of chicken and bottles of soju for me to see. “You look kind of down earlier so I'm here to cheer you up,” he told me as he walked in, “and what's a better way of cheering someone up if not with beer and chicken?” “Oh my God!” My lips stretched into a smile as I closed the door and I fol
SCARLETTI must have hallucinated it because Blake was back to his usual self and there was no hint of last night and this morning in his demeanor at all. Even though my heart still fluttered when he stood too close and my palms got clammy but there was nothing that hinted at what happened last night at all. After breakfast, Mom and the Alpha left for their honeymoon. They’d be gone for a while because she told me they were visiting five countries. I was skeptical about staying in the house without her and staying alone with the brothers but the fact that I have Blake sort of put me at peace.And as if he could read my mind and wanted to put me at peace, he took me for a ride and we ended up going to a drive-in cinema. We ate out so there was no need for dinner. But during breakfast the next morning, both Alex and Logan were missing from the dining. It was the first time that’d happened since I moved in.And I just had to ask Alex. “Sitting together to eat is torture,” he answered
SCARLETT Blake remained the sweetheart that he is and Maeve was still trying so hard to get into my good books. I couldn’t help but notice how she was always including Alex in our conversation. She wanted to know more about him, wanted to know how living under the same roof with him is and how he is at home. I indulged her, knowing fully well that it was my only chance to stop getting bullied by her. Even though, I completely hated how fake she is. “One would think you’re best friends with Maeve from the way she’s treating you.” Ken said as we walked to the cafeteria to again and I chuckled. He has been so nice to me and he has sort of become my friend. “She’s just trying to get into my good book even though I’m not sure there’s a need for that. I have no control over her marrying Alex at all.” “She thinks otherwise,” he replied as we settled on the chairs, “or maybe she’s trying to use you to get close to Alex.” “Is there a need for that? Are they not in a relationship?” “Re
ALEXMy stupid dick pulsated at the thought of her...Particularly from the vivid memory of her reddened ass being spanked repeatedly as I punished her. How readily she’d accepted my thick fingers into her dripping wet and tight pussy like a whore. How her pleading moans had made me harden while I degraded her to my fill. I fucking hated that those scenes were imprinted in my memory days after it’d happened. I wasn't the type to relieve a sexual encounter, but with her it’d happened over and over.My dumb wolf was equally always alert whenever we smelt her near, and I wondered what the hell that was about.She was nothing but a money-hungry whore and I should be degrading her only to prove that and not to get a rise out of myself. But that wasn't what my twitching cock thought, no, it desperately wanted to be buried inside her, wrecking her pussy until she was crying and pleading for more.I shifted uncomfortably in my seat and reminded myself once again that she was a classless whor
SCARLETTAs a stroke of lighting lights up the pavement followed by cackling thunder, I’m reminded of Ken’s warning about half an hour ago.“Go home, honey, it’s going to rain soon,” he’d told me when his uber arrived.Did I listen? No. And now I’m stuck in the rain right outside CTA’s gate and struggling to get a cab. It seems that all the cabs are full and I’m cursing myself for staying back late to arrange the new makeup products that arrived for Maeve. I’m still flailing my arms like a scorned woman to stop a cab when Alexander’s car drives out of the company’s humongous gates. Even though our eyes lock through the half lowered window of his sports’ car, he doesn't act like he knows me or cares in the slightest that I’m being drenched by the unforgiving rain. I roll my eyes when he drives by and continue trying to wave down a car.He's such a fucking pri—I halt my thoughts when I see his car reversing towards me. At first, I assure myself that he must’ve forgotten something in
SCARLETTFear was still actively crippling me where I stood and tried to make sense of what he was.The man before me was no ordinary werewolf, no.I could clearly see that he had the blood red eyes of a vampire, and before him was a glass that held a red liquid. It was half empty and from the unmistakable smell of ion, I knew that it was blood and he’d been drinking from it. His claws were out and wrapped around the glass as he lifted it to his lips, managing to look majestically beautiful despite what he was.Logan was definitely a hybrid from what I’d just seen.And not any ordinary kind, the most powerful that there was— a fucking vampire–werewolf hybrid!So, you can understand why I was scared out of my mind and frozen to a spot at the sight of him. It felt like all the blood in my veins had dried out and I was seconds from a panic attack.The second his eyes traveled to where I was by the door, I gasped loudly and spun around with every intention of running off without a trace,
LOGANHer type was the worst kind, no doubt. Anyone with a sixty sense or the equivalent could tell that she was the type of she-wolf that strategically clawed her way into people’s lives just for her personal gain. The type to act innocent and downtrodden just because she enjoys sympathy and ass-kissing. I knew that because of her defiant attitude when she was offered a settlement and how she went ahead to still play the pity card after meeting me. Only a pathetic and lazy person wouldn't understand that business wasn't personal, and she just happened to handed the short end of the stick.I’d tried my hardest to avoid her and every single thing she stood for, but of course, she had to waltz into my room uninvited and stumble on my true form.Immediately I set eyes on her, I was ridden with hatred and annoyance, so much that I didn't think twice before attacking her—it’d been far too long since I’d fed straight from a host’s veins and she deserved it anyways. What I hadn't expected
SCARLETTMy skin was crawling, literally! I’d desperately hoped that Maeve would forget about the weekend plans she’d forced on me, but seeing as I’d been stuck in her irritatingly bejeweled pink Porsche for the past half hour, she didn't forget. And what was making my skin crawl? The forced conversations and fake giggles I’d been forced to tolerate up until we pulled up at the venue.Granted, it was a luxurious and private venue that I’d have never been opportune to step foot in if Maeve hadn't extended an invite, but I’d prefer to be restricted to average fast food joints that my purchasing power could afford rather than be stuck with her.But it was too late for those preferences to save me, Maeve was already making introductions as we reached her ‘friends’.“Hey girls!” she flashed her signature fake grin at the bunch of overdressed yet scantily clad ladies whose attention had turned to us.Instead of responding, they all seemed to do a full body sweep of what Maeve was wearing
SCARLETT “How many minutes apart are your contractions?” “Can you feel the pups crowning already?” “Should I get the midwives?” My husbands circled around me like vultures readying their prey, asking me a million and one questions like I was not as clueless about childbirth as they were. They’d read a library worth of childbirth and parenting books from the moment I found out I was pregnant and yet they were as nervous as a completely ignorant parent would be. “Stop hovering over her, please,” Hyacinth sighed and rolled her eyes as she walked into the birthing room, “the birthing process will begin any moment and I’ll need you all to either be quiet and or absent so I can get to work.” They all murmured amongst each other before finally falling quiet. “I’m going to give you a mild anesthetic so you don’t feel a thing and sleep through it, alright?” she turned to me with a kind smile and I nodded. I felt nerves already wrecking my body upon hearing that, I was reminded of the c
LOGANThree long yet amazing months went by and the D-day finally arrived. I couldn’t believe that I was about to be married to Scarlett and it seemed that neither Blake nor Alex could believe it seeing how nervous they were while getting dressed for the ceremony. We’d watched her become the best version of herself in the last three months and judging from all the power and potential she radiated, even three Vaughn men might not be enough of a match for her. Still, I was beyond elated to see what a marriage as unique as ours had in store for us in the coming years. And for the rest of our lives. “I still can’t figure this shit out!” Blake whined as he wrongly knotted his tie for the hundredth time and Alex and I laughed at him. “If you’re too nervous to knot your tie, maybe you should just sit out the wedding ceremony,” Alex teased him. “Yeah, it’s a small wedding anyways. We’ll just add your name to the marriage certificate and crop you into the pictures for the wedding album,” I
SCARLETTWe did it? “Yeah, we fucking did it,” Logan’s excited response made me realize that I’d asked that question out loud instead of in my head as I’d assumed. “And that’s only because you had the balls to put yourself on the line when we weren’t willing to take that risk,” Alex added, flipping a pancake effortlessly with a slight tilt of the pan. Inwardly, I rolled my eyes at his stellar skills, wondering how he was able to pull that off when I couldn’t even do it while carefully using a frying spoon. “I’m going to take a wild guess and say that you’re no longer focused on our victory over the Shahato and you’re now hating on everyone that can make a proper pancake unlike you,” Blake said through a chuckle. I narrowed my eyes at him, picking a grape off my plate and throwing it at his head for teasing me. “Ow!” he exclaimed when it hit his forehead. “Serves you right,” I grinned before taking a generous bite of my sandwich. That led to back and forth banter, and as much a
SCARLETTAgain, they’d come to my rescue at the perfect moment.Unlike the last time, I refused to lose faith in them, so seeing them was more than an answered prayer, it was the confirmation of a truth I’d been steadfastly holding unto.I felt relief course through my entire body as the army pounced on the Shahato warriors, shifting to their wolf form and ripping our enemies apart before they had the chance to rejoice over my burnt corpse.Suddenly, the regret I felt when I was thrown into the portal that brought me here washed away and I was pleased with myself for following through with the baiting plan that brought us this far. I had a feeling that after this battle, we’d finally know peace and harmony instead of the chaos and despair we’d had to endure for months now.I was so lost in imagining a time of calm and quiet that I even forgot that fire was slowly creeping towards me as the altar behind me burnt away. It was when I smelt thick fumes suffocating me that I looked behind
LOGANI still felt shitty and stupid for how immature I’d acted when Scarlett disappeared behind that godforsaken portal.Blake didn’t deserve to be choked so heartlessly when all he did was keep me from breaking my foot to pieces—because believe me, that was my intention when I started kicking that rock. Yet, he’d stopped me from hurting myself foolishly and I repaid him like an absolute asshole.I knew I’d apologized, but it didn’t seem enough so I made a mental note in the back of my mind to make it up to him somehow after we rescued Scarlett.“Guys! Over here! Quickly!” Hyacinth called out to me and my brothers and we rushed to where she was bent over on the floor and holding a glass shard.“What did you find? Please give us some good news,” Alex practically begged as he crouched beside her.“Their sorcerer must’ve mistakenly dropped this while closing the portal in a hurry, and now I know exactly where those bastards took her,” she jumped to her feet and Alex followed suit.“Wher
ALEXFan–fucking–tastic!This bloody plan blew up in our faces just like I’d predicted it would. Those cunning bastards just zapped our mate through a portal and I couldn’t feel her through the bond from the moment they disappeared into it.I guessed that neither Blake nor Logan could feel her either because they equally seemed like they were going mad.“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck this!” Logan yelled on the top of his voice while kicking a rock repeatedly until I heard a toe snap and blood started to ooze from his boot.That didn’t stop him though, he kept spitting profanities and angrily kicking the rock until Blake ran towards him and dragged him away from the rock and set him on the floor.“What the hell is wrong with you, Logan? How the hell does that fix shit!?” Blake leaned forward, placing his hands on both knees while screaming right into Logan’s face.Instead od answering, Logan reached out and gripped Blake’s neck and started to twist it with rage burning in his eyes. I immediat
SCARLETTThe morning of the full moon had finally arrived, and just like everyone else, I hoped that things went according to plans.None of us could handle any surprises because the chances of the plan going smoothly hinged on us being in complete control. To ensure that nothing went wrong, Hyacinth got a team of sorcerers to cast truth spells on the army in a bid to uncover any hidden spies from the Shahatos.Once we confirmed that every warrior was loyal to us, we finally let them in on the plan for the first time since we’d hatched it.Afterwards, Blake and Alex guided them through morning drills and helped them memorize the parts of the plan they were instrumental to, Logan and I kept Hyacinth company while she and her group of sorcerers did a location spell.Unlike the former location spells they’d casted to locate me when I was captured, this was much more likely to work because she’d used the blood of the prisoners that were recently executed. She assured us that with a team o
SCARLETTOnce again, Hyacinth had to come to our aid.We rushed Alex home and called her to come by the house as soon as possible. After ten minutes that felt like an eternity, she finally arrived and got to work on speeding up his healing. She explained that he invested wolfsbane and that’s why he wasn’t healing even after Blake and Logan cleaned and bandaged his wounds properly as soon as we got home.Hyacinth fed him some potions, but when they didn’t work, she told us that the wolfsbane had been in his system for far too long so she would need a powerful spell to magically detox him of it so his wolf could heal.While she convened with the powers that be on the required spell for such a crucial procedure, I paced the entire room worriedly while saying prayers to the moon goddess and ignoring the words of comfort being thrown my way from Logan and Blake.For some reason, I still felt fractions of the fear and pain I felt when I thought he was going to take his life just to prove a
SCARLETTAn hour passed and I immediately rallied Logan and Blake into the car to go in search of Alex. The longer we went without being able to contact or find him, the more I regretted listening to Logan and Blake instead of my wolf.And now because of my negligence, we were all worried out of our minds for Alex.It was almost nightfall and neither of us could reach or find him still. And believe me, we’d tried everything we could possibly think of. Logan tried to track his phone but his men found it dumped in a roadside bin and had no other means of tracing where he went from there because the traffic cams in that area were all busted.After that dead end, we’d all gone around the city in search of him but we couldn’t pick up his scent talk less of find his car.Normally, we’d have assumed that he was just somewhere blowing off steam and stayed home to wait on him. But ever since the marking ritual, we had a much stronger bond and could feel each other’s emotions and a while ago we