AUTHOR'S POVAfter their hot sex, they fell asleep, cuddling each other like some soft pillows.…..As the sun slipped in through the transparent curtains, it came in contact with Jenna’s eyes, causing her to groan and changed her sleeping position.It was well aware that she wasn't awake yet to know what happened and how she ended up in an hotel room with her sister's fiancé, the future Alpha of their pack.As if sending her another signal of warning, the sun came in contact with her eyes once again, making her groan and slowly opened her eyes.Once she did, Jenna immediately shut her eyes due to the reflection from the sun.“Fuck…my head hurts.” She went ahead to hold her head, trying to make the headache or rather the hangover from last night excessive drinking go.Few minutes later, the hangover seemed to subside and she finally opened her eyes fully, taking in her surrounding.“Where am I?” She squinted, looking around the luxurious hotel room.She still wasn't aware that a naked
AUTHOR'S POVJenna's parents were worried sick about her and when she arrived home, her mom engulfed her in her arms, crying slowly.Only then, did she realized that she was loved by her parents.“I'm sorry for leaving the party like that last night.” Jenna apologised to both her Mom and Dad, the gamma of the pack.They both accepted her apology and everything went smoothly, until she was told there would be dinner party tonight.“Who would be invited?” Jenna asked, trying to mask her curiousity.“Of course, my fiancé, Alpha and Luna.” Wonnell replied and Jenna ran her tongue across her lips.At the mention of Nick's name, memories of the previous night sex scenes replayed in her mind like a movie.“Okay, but I won't be attending.” Jenna said, trying to escape from reality.She didn't want to see Nick in person because she might be reminded of their sexcapade and even at that, she won't be able to bear seeing her sister being all lovey-dovey with her mate.“Where are you going to?” Wo
AUTHOR'S POVJenna was about reply to Noah's slutry words when Chris, Jenna’s friend from college and some of his classmates came with him to the bar.“Look who we have here.” Chris smiled, making his way to the counter to begin his evening shift. “What are you doing here, Jenna with….” Chris’s gaze swept towards Nick who ignored him.“It's nothing, we just came to drink.” Jenna replied, waving him off with her hand.“Why would you drink with your sister's soon-to-be husband?” Chris arched his brows, his eyes darting suspiciously from Jenna to Nick who totally ignored him, like he never existed.“I need to talk some senses into his head to treat my sister right, so we decided to have a drink or two.” Jenna replied, grabbing the bottle of beer, gulping it.“If you say so.” Chris nodded, wore his bartender clothes and went to serve his friends who were in one corner of the bar.“I will take my leave now.” Nick stood up from the seat beside Jenna. “I'm kind of hard now, but your stupid f
AUTHOR'S POV Jenna's eyes flicked over to Nick's face. What was he doing? They never planned such things together. “Call of the engagement? Why? You can just break the mate bond with Jenna since nobody knows about it.” Jenna's Mom said, trying to negotiate with Nick. As much as this was hurting Jenna. As much as her family choose Wonnell over her, she accepted it. For the sake of her older sister. But it was the opposite of Nick. He was hell-bent on breaking the engagement and accept Jenna as his mate. “You can't do this to me, Nick.” Wonnell walked forward and knelt before him, tears streaming down her eyes. She looked so pathetic that it drew sympathetic look from Jenna. She felt like an horrible person for having a one night stand with her sister's fiancé, despite he is her mate. “Nick. Don't do this.” Jenna finally voice out, though her wolf was screaming for her to say to opposite. Her mate wanted her to accept Nick and leave the pack with him, but what about
WINNIE'S POV“Can I call you back, Hayley?” I asked, peeking out of my window, while staring at people from a packing company, taking in furniture and other home appliances into the house-next-door.“Why? Is there any problem, Winnie?” Hayley, my best friend asked, worry etched in her voice.I'm the type who never hangs up or cut off a call, so I get why she was worried because of my sudden interruption.“It's nothing serious, Hayley. I will call you back soon.” I hung up afterwards, my attention on the people going in and out of the house next door.“Finally, I will be getting a neighbour. I just hope the new neighbour happens to be a female.” I said and left my window, going to the kitchen to prepare some cookies.I have never done this for someone else, but I would love to give some cookies to my new neighbour……In less than two hours, I was done baking the cookies and I placed them in a cool plastic bag, looked at myself in the mirror and left my house.With each step I took, my
WINNIE'S POV Alexander returned from the kitchen with a bowl of popcorn and a smirk tugged on his lips.I was really uncomfortable on the sofa and needed nothing more than masturbating. To get myself off and become calm as a dove.If I knew that it would result to all these, I wouldn't have brought cookies for him and stayed back at my apartment.“Since it's still raining, let's watch some movies.” He suggested, trying to ease the tension that overwhelmed the atmosphere.“Sure.” I let out an awkward smile, but he raised a brow.“What?” I asked.“Won't you come join me on this sofa? You won't be able to watch the movie from that sofa.” He suggested.“Oh, sure.” My lips was already hurting from forcing smiles every time.I joined him on the long sofa, leaving a long space between us.I don't trust myself and what I might do if he was even an inch close to me.The movie started and I was so concentrated that when I reached out to take the popcorn from the bowl, our hands brushed and I f
WINNIE'S POV I exhaled loudly as I shut the door to my room loudly, falling on the bed, with my eyes staring at the white ceiling.At that moment, I was feeling so embarrassed and flushed that I hope not to meet Alexander anytime soon.It would be a total mess, if I do.My thoughts were taking the best part of me until the ringing of my phone snapped me out of it.I let out a smile upon seeing the caller's ID. It was my best friend, Hayley.“Hope you didn't forget that tomorrow is my boyfriend’s birthday party?” That was her ‘hello’ to me.“No, I didn't. I promise to be there.” I replied.“You didn't let me finish talking two days ago before hanging up. Now, I'm mad at you.” She said and I could feel the pouting of her lips from the phone which made me smile.“I'm sorry about that. How do I make it up to you?” I asked.“There would be a pool party tomorrow, make sure you come with your bikini and let's make all the guys run wild.” She laughed from the phone.“Will your boyfriend all
WINNIE’S POV “What was that back there?” I asked, my hands on my hips as I stared at Alexander who had a cocky smile on his lips.If not for the love of Christ, I wanted to slap the cockiness out of him.“You mean saving you from your ex?” He asked, his brows arched.“I didn't need your help. I would have handled it on my own without your intervention.” I rolled my eyes.“But you loved it when I claimed you in front of him, didn't you?” His voice went deep and his eyes changed into something I couldn't explain.He wanted to have me raw and intense. His gaze said so.“I didn't love it. You're just being nosy.” I backed up my claim.Honestly, he didn't lie about the fact that I loved how he claimed me, but only a lady in her right state of mind would make it known that she loves such thing.It makes us cheap and easy.“You did. I saw the way you smiled and the way your round eyes twinkled like a little star.” He took a step closer and I instinctively took one step backwards.I couldn't
NICOLE’S POVIt has been hours since Raymond left. I took my bath, wore a bikini, read some books and played with my phone, yet, I couldn't wait for Raymond to return.I was getting way too impatient and it was getting the best part of me.With a sigh, I rose from the bed, threw a hoodie and pants on then left the room with my phone.I might bore myself to death if I didn't leave my room.Upon getting downstairs, it was as silent as a graveyard. I guess Raymond gave the old woman in charge of the house a few days' break because of the forbidden acts we were about to commit.She knew Raymond is my foster brother and to her and everyone else. He was my real brother since we grew up together, but only both of us knew what kind of desires sparkled between us.It wasn't a platonic brother and sister relationship. It was way more than that. The fire in our eyes was threatening to consume us both, so before it does, we should fuck and get it out of our system.It would be a one time sex.Aft
NICOLE’s POVDuring breakfast, I tried as much as I could to avoid his gaze.Because if I looked him directly in the eyes, those forbidden thoughts buried deep within me would arise and in no time, I wouldn't be able to stop it.Raymond is my foster brother –a real brother and as his little sister, those thoughts should never cross my mind. “Are you okay?” Raymond asked, his elbows on the dining table and his brows furrowed in concern.I wasn't eating, just shifting uncomfortably on the chair, biting my lips and sweat clouded my forehead. Of course, he deserved to ask if I was okay, because I sure wasn't.“Yeah, I'm fine.” I nodded, forcing a smile, despite never meeting his eyes.Suddenly, the breakfast in front of me became the most important and precious thing to me at that moment. It saved my ass from looking at Raymond.“Cole, look at me.” He cooled but I pretended like I didn't hear him. “Fucking look at me Cole!” He slammed his fists against the table causing me to flinch as
NICOLE’S POV Waking up the next morning, a pang of headache hit me so hard that I rose from the bed with my head in my hands.I could barely see as the headache turned out to be the aftermath of last night drinking. Hangover.Looking around the room which I slept last night, my brows furrowed and my eyes narrowed.The room was nothing like my room, so whose room or rather, whose house was this?I looked around, trying to find my phone only to find out that I was in a total different clothes from what I wore to the club for my birthday party.Shit!My hands immediately flew to my mouth and my eyes widened like that of the moon.My jaw dropped to the ground that it was impossible to pick it up at that moment.Trying to ravage through my memories to find every pieces of last night sage, put them in order and find out what happened after I passed out.It was taking longer than expected to remember it all, but after what seems like forever, the memories came flooding in like a river.PREV
NICOLE’S POV Today happens to be my 20th birthday. I was now an official adults.“You look so beautiful in that dress, Cole.” My best friend, Lara said and I smiled widely, my cheeks turning crimson red due to her compliment.“Thank you, Lara. You also dress to kill, even more than the celebrant.” I said but she waved her hands at me, telling me I was overreacting.Since I was now a full grown woman, I decided to celebrate my birthday at a club/bar house.My friends from college all came and right now, the club was in all shades of vibes.I slumped to my seat, resting my head on the arm of the chair, looking so drunk.“The birthday isn't over, yet, you're so drunk, Cole. What's wrong with you?” Lara muttered and I gave her a sheepish smile, my eyes drowsy and half open.A sighed escaped my lips as I saw the text message from my mom from the tenth time since my birthday party started.It was a message to inform me that my foster brother was back from Ireland, after spending ten fuckin
I let out a deep breath, as I landed my back on the bed. I gazed up at Davis, who was smiling down at me, looking pleased with himself. "That was massive," he complimented, and I nodded in agreement.I couldn't deny that Davis was good in bed. He had known exactly how to touch me, how to make me feel good. But as I lay there, I couldn't help but compare him to Remington. Remington was on a whole different level when it came to sex. He knew exactly how to turn a lady on, how to make her panties get wet. He was so good, so skilled, that it was almost unfair to compare him to anyone else.But Davis wasn't bad either. At least he was better than Jerome, my ex-boyfriend. Jerome had been a disaster in bed, always fumbling and stumbling around like a clumsy teenager. Davis, on the other hand, had been smooth and confident, knowing exactly what he was doing.As I lay there, I bite my lower lip deductively, gazing at him. Davis leaned his face forward, planting a soft kiss on my lips. I gigg
As I walked out of my room, stretching my arms. Today is a free day, no classes, no test, no assignments. I had the whole day to myself. I grabbed my cellphone and headed downstairs to start my morning with a good meal and maybe another meal after that.As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I caught sight of my mom sitting in the living room, talking away on her phone. She had a big smile plastered on her face, and I wondered who she was conversing with over the phone But I didn't intend to listen to her conversation but as I did unknowningly, the smile plastered on my face turned to disgust. "You're free to come and check up on your wife," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness.My stomach twisted as I realized who she must be talking to. It was him - the guy I had met at the party last night, the one I had somehow gotten betrothed to without even realizing it.My mom had pushed me into this situation, trying to play matchmaker without even considering my feelings. And now,
I rested my right arm on the rail, looking interested. "You're pretty." I forced a smile onto my face, feeling a bit uncomfortable at his presence."I know I'm pretty, thanks for the compliment," I replied, still maintaining the fake smile as I glanced over at my stepfather.He was smiling and laughing with some people, with my mom cozied up in his arms. I felt my tummy tightening and pang of jealousy, wishing I was the one cozied up in his arms receiving all the adoration and attention but instead I'm stuck up with a stranger, forced to converse with him and made it look like I have interesting in his bullshit.My mom had introduced us just a little while ago, bragging about my academic excellence and trying to impress him.I don't know what kind of game my mom is trying to play but could it be she's trying to play the game of a matchmaker with the hope that things might hit off and a relationship will kickstart. If that's her game, I'm not going to participate in it because I'm not
As I walked into the dining room, I carefully placed the cup of milk on the table, trying not to spill a single drop. Then, I made my way over to Remy's side, where I snuggled up close to him, sitting comfortably on his thigh. I leaned in, pressing my lips deeply against his, feeling a rush of satisfaction.As we broke apart for a moment, Remy looked at me cockily like one about to pull up a stunt on me. "Mmm, is it fine if you miss school?" he asked, his voice low and husky. I gazed back at him, feeling a little surprised by his question. "You care about my studies?" I asked, my voice tinged with amusement.Remy's expression turned mischievous, and he uttered, "I want you to ditch school more often to have more sex with me, if it's possible." I couldn't help but burst out laughing at his raw, honest words. "I'll gladly do that," I responded, playfully handing him the glass cup of milk as I sprang up from his thigh.As I walked over to my bag, I couldn't help but feel a little self-
As I sat in front of the dining chair, I lazily held my fork, my eyes drifting towards Remington, who was eating his meal with a look of innocence. My mom was seated beside him, beaming with a bright smile as she gently kissed his lips, cleaning off the stain on his lips.At that moment I felt my throat drying up,my hands holding onto the fork tighter, slumping onto the chair further.Luna control yourself, "Fuck what's wrong with me?" Why is my throat getting dried, having the desires to be banged right now on the table screaming his name just because my mom had touched Remington's lips? I don't want this to make any sense . I quickly dropped my fork and reached for a glass of water, gulping it down in an attempt to shake off the sudden horniness I was feeling.Just then, my mom spoke up, "That reminds me, Luna." I coughed, almost choking on the water, and hastily set the glass down on the table. I turned my attention to my mom, trying to composed myself. "Anything, mom?" I asked,