SCARLETTGod, Logan was a toddler with terrible twos, throwing tantrums here and there.“How about you leave here and stop causing ruckus everywhere you go? Wasn't the storm you stirred last night enough!?” I yelled, lucky that the empty cafe allowed me to fully express my growing anger at him.He moved away from Blake, his face falling at my reprimand as he took a few steps towards me.From the way he was scrutinizing me from head to toe, I couldn't tell if he was trying to gauge how I was faring or admiring my looks. Judging from the baggy joggers and hoodie I had on alongside my messy bun and eye bags, I could tell that it was the latter.I didn't let his concern for me serve as an excuse for his short tempered behavior though.“You’re slowly starting to make me hate the sight of you because you bring unwanted drama everywhere you go by thinking you can fix every problem by wielding your fists,” I continued when he remained silent, refusing to hold back in the slightest.I needed a
BLAKEHer skepticism was louder than my car engine, but I didn't probe for more because I had a clue what was bugging her.After the messy theatrics that blew up at home last night plus Logan’s audacity to storm into my cafe and threaten me just to see her, I could sense that she needed to get some steam off her chest. However, being as thoughtful as she was, she probably didn't want to rant about it to me because she figured it would be insensitive.While I didn't mind being her rock no matter the situation, I understood why she was holding back this time around. Anyone with their hearts in the right place would assume that ranting about her sexual escapades with my brothers and the repercussions would upset me and she wasn't wrong to think so.Nonetheless, I was willing to disregard the jealousy burning a whole through me about the whole situation if it meant I could offer her a shoulder to lean on at such a sensitive time.“Hey, are you coming in?” her small sad voice pulled me out
SCARLETTFour days later felt like an eternity away from the Vaughn mansion.After everything that had gone down, I needed some peace and serenity to breathe again so I couldn't bring myself to return to the Vaughn mansion. My emotional wounds were too fresh and they would rot and consume me if I stepped foot back there when they hadn't healed.My mom in particular made the past few days hell for me because she didn't allow me move past the revelations that came to light that night. Every passing moment she was hurling insults at me on various platforms, telling me that she regretted ever letting me into her perfect new life and she never wanted to see me again.Last night, I got pissed off by how hypocritical and self-serving she was being so I blocked her on every platform so I could finally breathe. Being the fucking fraud that she was, she had no right to judge me at every turn.Blake’s phone pinged loudly at that moment and I was pulled back to the present, realizing that I was p
SCARLETTSurely we both knew that it wouldn't end with that earth shattering kiss. Desperate for more of him, I took the bold move by pressing down the window buttons so we’d be hidden from wondering eyes by the tinted frames. “We’re thinking the same thing, right?” Alex pulled away, biting his lower lip in the hottest way imaginable while panting heavily. I couldn't be happier that he was yet again audibly requesting consent, it made the pool between my thighs heat up in eagerness to accept his hardened length that was pressed against my ass. “Yeah, we are,” I nodded, already reaching for his shirt and peeling it over his head to reveal his beautiful body. He swallowed hard, returning the favour by lifting my dress to expose my ass before slightly lifting me off him to pull his pants past his knees and reward me with the sight of his cock with a tip glistening from pre-cum. From now eager and pumped with adrenaline we both were, I could tell that neither of us would last long.
SCARLETT I woke up feeling reborn, amazed by the bravery that had enveloped me just a week after the unfortunate blowout at the Vaughn mansion. I’d sworn that it would take me months to step foot back there, but today, I was determined to stop hiding from my problems and face them head on. I no longer cared for my mother’s validation, so as long as the men who were actually affected by what happened didn't resent me, I owed it to them to hash things once and for all. The earlier I straightened things out and returned to normalcy, the better. To that end, I dressed up and headed out to meet Blake where he was plating breakfast in the living room. “Morning baby, I made your favorite,” his handsome face lit up with the loveliest smile, eyes twinkling with adoration that made my heart melt. “Morning sweetheart,” I pressed a kiss to his cheek when I reached him, “Can we head home when we're done with breakfast?” I dropped the bomb before I could change my mind about it. He stare
SCARLETTLogan, Logan, Logan.He was in my thoughts, in my dreams, in my way around the house, and recently, under my fucking skin. I didn't understand the obsessive pull I felt towards him even though I was actively trying to avoid him, it was infuriating to say the least.I knew I should quit his company so I’d see him less and curb the endless need to be near him, but I couldn't bring myself to for some reason.A weird part of me that I was yet to understand was convinced that I needed to keep working with him to protect him from the curse until he could find a permanent solution and I didn't fight it. I figured he deserved that as compensation for how often I’d rejected him since I learned he was my mate.Besides, I was currently seated in the backseat of his car with my headphones plugged in while he drove us to work so it was too late to back out. He spoke to me a couple of times but I just stared blankly at him through the car mirror instead of responding.By the time we got to
SCARLETTFinally, I found a first aid kit in a corner of Logan’s office and quickly got to cleaning his injuries with an ointment that would hasten his wolf’s regenerative process.He winced every now and then and I could swear that I felt an odd tingle each time, almost like I could feel his pain in the exact spots that caused him to wince. It felt like my brain was playing a trick on me so I decided to distract myself from his pain by satisfying my curiosity instead.“Who was that guy? And why did he attack you so brutally?” I asked, carefully applying ointment on his slightly swollen forehead.“Ashley’s older brother,” he revealed with a heaviness in his voice that matched the sadness in his eyes.I didn't even have to ask a follow up question before he continued speaking.“He’s always hated my guts as well as the fact that Ashley chose me as her partner at a pretty young age. Jonathan and his father betrothed her to a their pack’s beta’s son and they resented me for making her bre
LOGAN Did I hear right? Or was this a vivid hallucination? “Come again for me? What did you just say?” I sounded way too pleased as I asked, barely able to contain my excitement. There was shock somewhere in the mix of all that joy, but it was the lesser emotion so it was easily overwhelmed by my glee. Scarlett obviously didn't share that emotion with me, instead, she looked freaked out by what she said and just froze to a spot with a wide-eyed look of utter shock and disbelief. I could easily tell what was going on in her head, not her exact thoughts but the several other emotions that were swirling through her mind. “N–no, you misheard,” she swallowed uncomfortably, getting up from where she was crouched beside me and starting to pace up and down the office. “I– I…. No, we ju— just, no,” she stuttered, running what I could easily guess were sweaty and anxiety ridden palms down her dress repeatedly. Was I such a horrible person that the thought of us being mates pushed her