I walk to the door ready to get the fuck out of here and away from these people, but Nukea stops me before I get too far. "Wait," she says with her stupid soft voice. I cannot stand her, "We're having our wedding in a month... do you want to come, as my guest?"My insides burn at the mention of a wedding. Of course they're going to get married, that's a given if they're fated, but hearing it's only a month away feels like a punch directly in the gut. Not because I'm jealous of her marrying my ex, I obviously don't give a shit about Theo, but I know people are going to destroy me in there. Fuck. Meat and bones, I try to remind myself that they're nothing but meat and bones, like Fidel said. Surprisingly, it works a little.But now I wonder, what the fuck is going on with this girl? Is she really that stupid? Does she think I want to be at her wedding with my ex-boyfriend, the one who dumped me and humiliated me to the whole pack? It's so bizarre, I just let out a little laugh. I'd
Liam has to hold my head up and that finally forces me to breathe. "Isa, you're fine. We're all fine, why are you crying like this?" He asks, sounding gentle and a little concerned. "I feel so guilty," I admit, still crying. Liam sighs but stays silent, "I really hated her, Liam. Not hate-love, just hate. If they left her in my hands, I was going to hurt her for real. And I left her with Nukea just to spite her, not because I thought she would be a good mom. I just wanted to ruin her life.""It's okay..." "No, it's not. I'm evil and rotten inside," I sob again, "And the ayahuasca only served to make me aware of it and sad about it but it didn't make me change, I'm still just as rotten.""But I like you rotten," he says, his hand brushing my hair back. God, he’s so damaged, "You're real. And unique and scary. Nothing is ever boring with you, it makes life… exciting in some twisted way. For me, at least. Not other people, but who cares about them? I'm the one you should care about."
"Huh?" Liam asks, very confused. I guess he was totally unaware of that fact, "You mean Miss Daisy, the cook?""Yep, he totally wants to fuck her," I repeat, hoping he gets all mad and beats the shit out of his dad or something. Because Fidel absolutely deserves it and I can’t do it myself, so this is the next best thing. Everything makes total sense now I have all the information, like the way Fidel lets Liam walk all over him, the way he only wants to make him happy, how his whole life revolves around Liam… Of course Fidel is Daddy of the Year. Now. After traumatizing him his whole life, being a deranged maniac. "I truly do not give a shit about what or who my dad wants to fuck, Isabella. Like, not at all," Liam says with a disgusted look on his face, "Why do you think I want to know that? And how do you know?""I saw him looking at her ass twice. When I brought it up, he didn't deny it. He just said he respects you enough not to make anything uncomfortable for you. Apparently, yo
{ Liam }I can't let go of Millie. Every so often, I have to hold her up just to look at her and make sure she's actually here... a real person. A little, tiny baby with big eyes. She hasn't cried even once, which is tripping me out a little because I thought babies always cried. But she's quiet and she won't stop looking back at me, as if asking herself: who the fuck is this guy?I'm her dad. And I will be forever, how fucking crazy is that?It’s actually insane. And the way I feel about her is just unbelievable. Like, I literally just met this random creature a few hours ago, but I would die for her. I love her. I want to protect her from the world and I want to give her anything she could ever desire. But most importantly, I really want her to love me back. I want her to see me in a way I never saw my own dad growing up, as the figure she can always count on. A good man. And for some reason, I feel like I could be a good man for her. It feels possible. My wolf has never felt
By the time Liam finally comes to my room, I'm eager to reclaim Millie, so I walk over to them and grab her."What's all this?" Liam asks, looking around my room, "Did you do this by yourself?""Roger helped me," I reply, glancing at the crib he placed beside my bed. I also brought one of the stands with most of Millie’s little clothes and necessary items, "I love her nursery, but I want to keep her with me for at least a few nights, you know? I just don't think I could sleep comfortably with her all alone in there.""Okay," he says with a slight smile, looking at me as if he doesn't understand. "You're actually fine with this, then? Being a mom? It's not... making you violent anymore?"He says ‘violent’ as if it’s a bad word. I almost laugh, but it’s not funny to remember the way I acted. It makes me feel nauseous, actually. "No, it's not. Right now, I feel things I've never, ever felt before. Not even for the one pet I had as a child," I admit, even though I shouldn’t compare a pet
"We have to stay very quiet, okay?" he says, pulling down his pants and boxers before climbing on top of me. He looks down at my bare body and seems stuck in the moment for a couple of seconds, just looking at me, "Baby... remember when I called you fat?""Oh, my god," I let out, closing my eyes for one second, "You call me fat again and I will fucking kill you.""Shh, Grumpy, hear me out. All I want to say is that, in the moment, I was just being a fucking asshole and trying to hurt you on purpose. I did not mean it at all," he adds, grabbing my waist with his hands and going down to my ass, "But now...""I will fucking kill you," I repeat, looking up at him and trying not to smile. I know he didn't mean it and I know I'm not fat anymore, but it was very painful to hear that in a moment when I WAS fat."All I want to say is... your body changed after the pregnancy and I've noticed, but in the best way possible," he says very quickly, as if he's scared I'll stop him before he can get
{ Liam }Isabella behaves like a good girl for the first time ever. She nods and relaxes her body, allowing me to do my own thing. I’m so shocked by her willingness and lack of complaints that I almost don't know exactly where to start, but after having her ride my face, I just need to alleviate my need to have her full of me. So damn full of me, she forgets about everything else except how much she loves my cock. And me, as a whole. Isabella grabs onto my shoulders and lets me sink into her tight heat, slowly because the last thing I want is to hurt her. And because I've come to realize that I kind of like the anticipation of pleasure, the way it feels so fucking satisfying once you finally get what you've been wanting for a long time. Like her. My fated mate. She was definitely not easy to get, but now that I have her under my roof and under my body, I feel like I won the biggest prize ever. And once she fully lets all of her walls down and she lets me see her wolf side, I fe
I sleep like a fucking baby... not even. I sleep better than a baby after fucking my warm Ice Queen all night last night. We didn't even have dinner. We didn't go back out at all, we literally just fucked a few more times before I passed out. At some point I heard Millie wake up, in the middle of the night, but I was so gone I didn't even try to get up and put her back to sleep. I just let Isabella handle it, which I think she did but I'm not even sure because I passed out again. God, yesterday was probably the best day of my entire life. I got to bring my daughter home, I had my family together, I laid out all my baggage to Isabella and she took it like a champ, then she let me fuck her until my dick could't get hard anymore. And the cherry on top was having a delicious, full night sleep. I almost enjoyed the sleep more than the fuck. Almost.I wake up in the morning feeling rested and happy and I can hear Millie is awake. I carefully get out of bed and look for my boxers and paj
{ Fidel }Finally feeling better after so much time of worrying and stressing out about this woman, once I allow my body to relax, I end up passing out next to her. It’s like my body released all the endorphins at once and now I’m drained. I don’t know how long I sleep next to Daisy’s lovely naked body, but when I wake up, she’s playing with my hair and doing something on her phone with her free hand. As if this is our normal.“You awake?” She whispers.“Yeah, sorry. How long have I been out?”“Just over twenty minutes,” she answers, letting her phone down to look at me with a smile, “Kit is texting me, asking if I’m still grounded. The kids are hungry.”“Tell them to go out or something. I want to stay here longer,” I admit, hugging her waist until she’s turning on her side to face me. I let my hand caress the length of her body, from her delicate shoulder to her plump hips. She’s pure perfection. The definition of a true woman, “I want to enjoy you some more.”“That sounds good,”
"That's the only way you'll stay quiet, apparently," he growls, then he looks down at my body again, without anything covering me at all. I know I don't have the most perfect body out there, but I'm also not hideously ugly. And by the way he's starting to fill the room with his arousal, I think he likes what he's looking at, "I've been denying myself this since the moment I first met you, Daisy. But I finally have you right here... and you're just as delicious as I thought."I swallow and bite down on my own panties when his hands start roaming around my body. They feel possessive and authoritative.He grabs my breasts and cups them, pinching both of my nipples at the same time. I moan and trash around, but he pins me down with just a look before moving down until he's in between my legs again.I’m going to pass out. I’ve never been this aroused. "If I ever found out you're fucking someone else, I'll chop his head off right in front of your eyes. I won't let you convince me to let hi
{ Daisy }I told him. I just let it out. I knew he wouldn't stop torturing me one way or another until he got what he wanted, so I just gave it to him. And the fucker just looks at me with a stunned face for a few seconds, not saying anything back.My worst fear is coming true the more he stays silent. He's going to reject me. He doesn't want me. He won't give me what he promised. He'll fire me and push me away. I start crying again just thinking about it, because I don't want any of that to happen. I've been so angry today because he forced me to stay here, but I know I would hate it even more if he forced me to go away and never come back. "Is that all?" he asks in a cold voice, my crying stops. I narrow my eyes at him, "You could've said that sooner, Daisy.""Yeah? So you could reject me sooner?" I snarl, getting angry now, especially when he smiles like the evil person he is, "Get off me!""No," he simply says, "You're not getting rid of me now. Ever. I hope you're happy and
"No, I can't say," she mumbles and tries to get up, but I move faster than her and I grab her arm to keep her in place, "Fidel, stop. It has nothing to do with you.""So what, you want another man?" I ask, pulling her harder until she falls on top of me. Daisy tries to get up, but I don't let her. I flip us until I'm on top of her, "Is that it? You know I'll find him, too.""No, Fidel," she says, trying to push me away, "Stop. Please, get away from me.""Not until you tell me what you're hiding from me," I demand, slipping a leg in between hers. I can hear how fast her heart starts beating and I can smell her scent getting thick with arousal. I think she liked being manhandled like that, "I'm not fucking asking, Daisy, I'm ordering you to tell me.""Well, now I want to tell you even less," she snaps, closing her eyes and moving her head to the side, "I'm disappearing inside my mind again.""No. Stop that, stop doing that," I growl and grab her face to force her to look back at me, "Co
"B-b-but," she lets out, her pale face blushed now, "But that would make this very unprofessional.""You really think I care about being professional? I almost kill your boyfriend and I grounded you, Daisy, I'm not a professional boss," I say, laughing at myself, "Or are you disgusted at the thought of touching me?""What?!" she almost yells. I have to bite on the inside of my cheek to stop my smile as she gives me a very incredulous look. She's so fucking gorgeous and I want her so fucking bad, "Of course I'm not disgusted! Why would I be? You're not that evil, everyone just says that because they don't really know you. Don't believe their words, Fidel, you're not disgusting."This time I can't stop myself from laughing out loud, feeling days and days worth of tension leave my shoulders. She's back. "Thanks for letting me know everyone calls me evil and disgusting behind my back, Daisy. But I meant you'd be disgusted because I'm so damn old," I let her know. She looks shocked again
Isabella keeps me company while I eat. She tries and tries to get me to admit I want Fidel. I might like her, but I know she’ll definitely tell everyone everything I say, so I say almost nothing.When she leaves, I decide to take a shower and put on some of the old clothes I have in this room. They’re old jeans and a shirt that are now around two sizes too small and it just reminds me of how imperfect I am.I’ve let myself go in this house. I got too comfortable, I denied myself of everything too, just like Fidel. I denied myself of a man, of more friends, of a job that didn’t involve talking to the same four people every single day.I’m so sick and tired of this life, something has to change. And now that I have the idea of the sperm donor in my head, I really think I could make it happen. Even if I can’t go out, there’s a lot of viable men in this house: Kit, Caleb… even Roger. He might be old, but his swimmers could be alive, right? Other than them, Fidel has a lot more guys that
{ Daisy }I can’t believe this is really happening, but he put the idea in my head and now I really, really want it.He gave me a solution to my issue. I would be an idiot if I don’t try to go for it. But Fidel drops his mouth open in shock as he looks at me, as if he can’t believe I’m being like this. And yeah, even I can’t believe I’m speaking to my boss this way, but really, this isn’t a normal work environment anymore. Not since he forced me back here.I have so much money saved that I could afford to retire, but I don’t think he would even let me. And I really don’t think he would hurt me or kill me, so if I have nothing to lose, I can be a little bitch if I want.“I’m so fucking mad at you,” he lets me know, pointing at my face before walking away and out of the kitchen, “I don’t want to eat dinner here anymore. I’ll go out again.”“Fine!” I let out, “Have fun!”“I will,” he responds, “And you’ll stay here tonight. You’re grounded until you apologize for saying that shit. Kit,
Before I leave my car, I down the last bit of the cognac bottle and get out. Instead of heading to the front door, though, I walk to the backyard and get in through the kitchen door. My Daisy is already here, cooking something delicious. She was humming a song and moving her plump hips from side to side before looking at me and giving me yet another annoyed eye roll.“Forgive me,” I demand, taking a few steps closer to her, “Forgive me now.”“Of course, I forgive you,” she says with a bored voice. I growl and walk closer to grab her. Daisy gasps, finally looking at me with something other than distaste in her eyes. She’s shocked by my attack, “What is this about?”“I want you to be normal Daisy again,” I demand, realizing I’m drunker than I thought because then I hug her waist, allowing myself to touch her more than ever before. My hands dare to roam down her ass too, “Please, Daisy, I don’t like you being like this. I know you’re mad, but I won’t let you go no matter what, so I’m b
{ Fidel }"Dad," Liam growls, entering the bathroom without knocking while I'm taking a shower to wash the blood off my body, "Who the hell was that?!”Amazing. I’ve been found. "What do you mean?" I ask, "And why are you here, Liam? We're not that close, show me some damn respect.""Shut up, old man," he says and opens the sliding door of the shower to give me a disapproving look, "Who the hell was that guy in the cabin and why did you kill him?""Do you think I owe you an explanation, pup?" I scoff and turn off the water, "You're wrong. I do what I want and there’s no one alive who can stop me.Not even you.”"You've been in the cabin every day this week. Nobody knows anything about this, there is nothing bad going on at work right now, so... who was that guy in the cabin and why did you kill him?" He asks, talking very slowly as if I’m an idiot or something. "Because I felt like it, Liam. Is that what you want to hear?" I admit, pushing him aside to get out of the shower and cove