ALEXI couldn't believe my ears.Somehow, I’d stumbled on the most awkward conversation while walking past Scarlett’s room earlier today. I could've left, but I leaned against the railing and tuned into the conversation, mostly to gather more proof that I was right about her and her mother’s wretched intentions.But instead, I ended up confused.When her mother suggested that she meet up with Micheal, I’d expected her to immediately jump at the offer. Especially because he was one of the most eligible bachelors that doubled as a billionaire and women were constantly dying for a chance to meet him. Even Maeve had a fleeting obsession with him before we started fucking.So, it was completely mind boggling that Scarlett hadn't heard of him before and even after her mother spelt out what he was worth, she still refused to meet with him.None of it made sense, mostly because her mother made her gold digging personality very obvious in the way she flaunted dad’s riches here and there. If sh
SCARLETTAs soon as the morning light crept into my room and woke me up, everything that happened the last night came rushing back.I barely had time to dwell on it when I returned to my room because I was so exhausted and sore that I passed out the second my head touched my pillow. But now that I was awake and aware of what I’d done, I had to hug myself to quell the shame brimming wickedly in my guts.Christ. What the hell was I thinking?Frankly, I hadn’t been thinking straight since mom came to my room and sprung all that crap about misusing my opportunities and needing to marry into wealth. After I took a bath, my thoughts were all over the place and I was restless. I tried to watch a comfort show but I couldn’t focus, I tried to watch YouTube makeup tutorials but that was also a bust.Then at 2am, I got out of bed with an intention to take a walk downstairs and maybe spend the rest of the night in the library, but I found myself knocking at Alex’s door instead. Till now, I have n
SCARLETTAnna had asked me to work on a lower ranked model’s makeup for a shoot since Maeve didn’t need my services for the afternoon. Maeve had been invited as a member of a fashion panel at a Vogue event so her makeup was being done across me by a makeup artist sent from Vogue.For some reason, she kept talking to me the entire time, barely allowing me focus on the other model’s makeup.“Can you believe how easily we clicked? And now, we’re literally best friends, it’s amazing when I think of it,” Maeve winked childishly and I truly wondered how she’d not figured out the the friendship was one sided.“Have you seen the magazine that was basically a picture compilation from the Moxie fundraiser? It was sold out the second it dropped but I snagged one from Anna, and guess what?” she smiled expectantly, waiting patiently for me to respond.“Let me guess, there’s a lovely picture of you and Alex in it?” I played along.But god knows my throat dried up at the mention of Alex, especially
SCARLETTI heard an impatient rapping on my door while I was on my way out of the bathroom, barely covered up.“Give me a minute,” I called out while hurrying to put on a T-shirt.My lower half was still bare and I’d barely gotten the shirt overly head when the door was pushed open and I screamed before quickly wrapping my hands around myself protectively.“Chill out kiddo, it's just me,” mom laughed and shut the door behind her.“Can I have some privacy to dress up?” I frowned while I tugged the shirt down and reached for a pair of shorts.She looked at me like I’d grown two heads, “what's some tatas and butt cheeks that I haven't seen before? besides, you're my child, I’ve seen it a hundred times while you were growing.”Says the woman who was barely there while I raised and parented myself all by myself.“It’s not the same thing,” I rolled my eyes and zipped my shorts, “so, what's this important thing that couldn't wait a minute and caused you to barge in?”In a second, her express
ALEXMy mind was a mess, every corner of it was ridden with memories of her and all the insane things her body did to me.I couldn't think straight, and each time I thought I was, she crept in and I got lost in thoughts afresh.All of it made no sense, how did I get here? To this point where Scarlett, the materialistic whore was an obsessive thought? It was fucking annoying, she of all people should be at the farthest ends of my mind.But strangely, I’d grown addicted to the thoughts of her. Each time I relived a scene where I was fucking her, my entire body got heated and my dick was begging to be slid into her again. Most times it got so bad that I had to stroke myself to the thought of her wet, tight pussy clenching around my length mercilessly like it usually did.No matter what I did, I couldn’t fight off the urge to touch her again. She was every fucking where, in my dreams, in the bottom of my martini, in my head, in the blank worksheets, and in the bathroom mirrors.My entire
SCARLETT“Take that off, Scarlett, I beg you in the name of the moon goddess,” mom pushed me back into the room when I’d just finished getting ready for the date with Michael.I looked down at dress and wondered what was wrong with it.“This is the loveliest dress I have mom, what's the problem?” I placed both hands on my waist defensively.Her eyes swept over me from head to toe and she shook her head bitterly. “It’s just wrong, all of it, so yeah… take them off.”Before I could respond, a red haired woman in her thirties waltzed in while two others carried a heap of clothes and shoes while following closely behind her.“Ah, Charlotte, welcome,” my mom smiled and they both exchanged cheek kisses as greetings.Meanwhile, the clothes and shoes had been dumped on my bed and I was still confused as to what was going on.“Is this the girl I’m styling?” her accent was British and sophisticated.My mom nodded at that question so she walked over to me and grabbed me by my shoulder before tur
SCARLETTIt was either I had the face of an angel, so captivating that a man couldn't take his eyes of me, or Micheal just loved to stare.He didn't stare in a way that made me uncomfortable though, it was an adoring gaze that he seemed unable to tear his eyes away from. Even now as he swiped what was no doubt an unlimited gold card to pay the bill, his eyes remained on me.“Dinner was lovely, thank you for tonight,” I said out of courtesy as we walked to his car.An almost inaudible “hmm,” left his lips, one that made it seem like he’d never been thanked by any of the ladies he'd taken on a date.“No, Scarlett,” he opened the passenger door for me and then reached out to tuck a loose strand behind my ear, “thank you for being an amazing date, this is undoubtedly the best one I’ve ever been to.”I should’ve been excited at the prospect of being the best date that a man as handsome and gentlemanly as Micheal had ever had, flattered even, but I didn't feel a fragment of those emotions.
SCARLETTAlex???What the hell was he doing here!? Had he not gotten all the hints that I didn't want anything to do with him!?I swallowed the scream that threatened to escape me and decided to run off instead. But the second I lifted myself off the bed, he easily pushed me back down and pressed a palm over my mouth. I tried to fight him off, but I was powerless in comparison to an Alpha.“Where to, stepsister? Shouldn't you make family feel welcome?” as he spoke, I could smell the faint remnants of liquor on his breath.That told me all I needed to know about his sudden appearance. He was drunk, and I knew that because I shouldn't be able to pick up anything other than bodily scents from an Alpha. But he had to have drank a shit ton of alcohol for it to still be lingering on his breath.Under the dim light, he still looked sinfully dashing, pinning me down and hovering over me with his huge frame did something to me despite the fear his presence struck. I didn't understand it, and I
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