Hello readers. We’ll get another brother’s POV in the next chapter. Who do you think it’d be?
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“Mhmm, I’m so drained,” Maeve sighed dramatically when we got back into her car.I peered up at her hopefully, “drained enough to send me home so you can go get some rest? I don’t mind taking the bus or an uber.” Her engine roared to life as her annoying chuckle floated through the car.“Oh, don't be silly girl, everyone knows that the answer to a drained body is some shopping to lift your spirits.”She quickly input the location of a shopping mall in the GPS and swerved into the next street without using her indicator.Not only was I being forced to go on a shopping spree, my precious life was also in danger.After about fifteen minutes of being tortured by listening to girly rap songs that made me want to rip off my ears, we finally pulled up at a glamorous mall that I’d never been to and Maeve excitedly led the way. The first store she dragged me into was no doubt a Gucci store, and my jaw was sweeping the floor as I looked at she prices of bags, shoes and clothes on the
ALEX I heard their bickering right from the gate, but I didn't believe that Maeve was in my home until I walked up the stairs to find her and Scarlett. Before now, she’d never stepped foot in my house and I intended to keep it that way. But of course, Scarlett who was oblivious and stubborn had somehow brought her over, ruining my attempt at keeping my work and sex life separate from my personal life.Way-to-fucking-go, Scarlett.The root of my current rage in question was pinned to a spot now while Maeve spread her arms in glee and rushed towards me.“Oh. My. Fucking. God!” she shrieked annoyingly, “your house is a literal palace, babe!” She’d thrown her slender arms around me tightly now, and I made no move to hug her back. After a few seconds of failing at keeping my boiling fury at bay, I roughly peeled her off me and pushed her a few inches away.“What the hell are you doing here, Maeve? I don't remember agreeing to a home visit,” I questioned through gritted teeth, making no
SCARLETTA parched throat ruined the goodnight’s rest I was enjoying.After the hellish day I’d had with Maeve, closely followed by Alex’s assholery, I really needed a good twelve hours of sleep to regain my sanity. For a second, I contemplated changing out of the dress that stopped right below my ass and barely covered my tits, but I knew no one would be awake so I didn't bother.In the kitchen, I downed an entire glass in seconds. As I sighed satisfactorily, I heard an odd noise that made me halt.“Who’s there?” Radio silence.A window snapped shut and I almost jumped out of my skin before I felt the cold breeze. There was no one lurking, it was just the wind.“Off too bed, weirdo, you're starting to imagine things,” I told myself as I replaced the glass and made to exit the kitchen. “Give yourself more credit, Scarlet,” I heard the mockery in his tone loud and clear as his huge frame covered the entire kitchen door. “But of course, how could you give yourself any when you have a
SCARLETTHis huge palm was spread out under the ice dispenser, impatiently waiting for a cube to drop. Meanwhile, his other hand trapped me against the fridge by easily pinning both of my hands above my head. I don't remember how I got into that comprising position, but I found myself oddly attracted to his strength as I admire his ripped biceps. You shouldn't be enjoying this, except you're what he says you are, my subconscious taunts.Alex suddenly lodges his knee to spread my thighs apart and I let out a breathy moan despite the inner reprimand I just received.Fuck, I know it's wrong… but it—no, he makes it feel painfully amazing. “About time,” he’s holding an ice cube now, and hequickly places it in between his teeth and looks me over like a prey he’s about to devour.In one swift motion, his free hand rips my dress open in the middle, a raggedy tear that only exposes the top of my boobs, making them pour out of the dress. I gasp loudly at how his fingers graze my sensitive s
SCARLETTI was fully dressed for work by 6am, mostly because I hadn't slept a blink after Alex’s punishment in the middle of the night.From 3am, when I returned to my room with sore thighs and a throbbing core, I’d been overwhelmed with a thousand emotions that were tearing my guts apart. Most notable among those emotions were shame and insatiable desire.There was no denying how exhilarating and immensely pleasurable Alex’s torture was, in fact, I dare say it’s the best way a man has ever touched me. And those orgasms that turned my brain to mush? I’d never experienced that with anyone. Never.So of course, a part of me craved more of it, despite knowing how awfully wrong and shameful it was. I stayed up fighting off that insane desire for a man that berated me so harshly, but to no avail.Now, it was a few minutes after 8am, and the object of my sleepless night had just waltzed out of the house fully suited and looking like a literal snack—a forbidden one, the sweetest kind. After
SCARLETT“Would you like some coffee while you wait for your photoshoot?” I asked Maeve while I was packing up my makeup kit, I’d just done her makeup for a Vogue gig. She was busy staring at herself in the mirror, “you’re my sister in-law Scarlett, just get some other staff to run my errands,” she scoffed.Ken had told me that Maeve frustrated the last makeup artist with personal chores and her irritating tantrums so much that they all thought the poor lady was on the verge of insanity. Why then wouldn’t she let me do simple shit for her? Because she wanted to marry that asshole, Alex? Good riddance to bad rubbish, they’re a match made in heaven anyways. Says the woman he’s taken to heaven with his fingers, my wolf mocked.“Is there something else I can do for you?” I asked, making sure to ignore my wolf completely.“Yes,” she fished through her sparkling purse for a few seconds before revealing a card, “you're going to come to this sleepover with me and my girls and we’ll have th
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