LEILA MILLER He move closer to me his presence shadowing over mine as he closed the distance between us. Before I could react and prepare myself for what he will throw my way, he took a hold of my arm in a bruising grip, and the shoved me hard against the wall nearest to us.A gasp escaped my lips as pain registered from where he gripped, and from the impact of my back being pressed against the wall. Panic flared within me, especially when I saw his eyes glow and it grew even more when I gent his other hand move to my dress, tugging the fabric roughly with care to my feelings it appears."What the hell are you doing, Matt?!" I claimed, the surge of panic within me growing as I struggled against him but he was stronger than I am, especially since my body is now greatly weakened.I could see the anger flaring in his eyes, it was clear as day." You really think you can say whatever it is you want to me and gt things done your way?" he hissed, his hand still fumbling with my dress, his m
LEILA MILLERPerhaps, I should thank Matt’s uncle’s sudden arrival because Matt’s grip loosened as the words register, and then, he stepped back, his eyes narrowing as if trying to maintain his composure but barely getting a grasp of it, I could tell from the way his shoulders were still stiff and his expression hard as steel.“Get dressed properly,” He said, his voice and tone as cold as it could ever be, devoid of any form of warmth. “We should not leave my Uncle waiting for long.” Of course, Matt would never want to upset his Uncle so of course he would need me to act in place and not out of it.I could only nod though, grateful for any form of distraction that would take Matt’s attention off me, even if it happens to be in the form of his Uncle. My fingers trembled as I rushed to pull back my dress, fixing it so it covers my body while smoothing it down. Matt had never been tis violent before. He was not exactly the calmest when pissed, but I have never seen him lose his calm like
LEILA MILLER I froze, my breath caught in my throat as the words registered, vibrating through my entire being. Mate? No, that can not be. So this is what my wolf has been trying to tell me since last night but I blocked her out. She was trying to tell me that the stranger I am with is my mate. I have been with Matt for years, there was attraction and love on my part certainly, but there was never something like this. This felt different. The lull the magnetic force drawing me to Sebastian, it as undeniable. My wolf has never said something while sounding so sure, so certain like this time around, and as much as I wanted to deny it, I too could feel it. My mate is none other than Matt's Uncle, Alpha Sebastian Salvatore Dr Luca. Fuck, fuck, and Fuck. Sebastian's cool gaze met mine, his expression impossible to read and for a split second I wondered if he knew, if he could feel the same thing I am feeling and if he knew we were mates. But there was no flicker of recognition in his e
LEILA MILLEROne minute i was standing outside trying to make sense of every thing that has happened, and the next Matt appeared out of nowhere, took a bruising grip of my wrist and dragged me to the nearest empty room in sight, practically shoving me into it. The room was darker than i had expected, something i have never done well with and as such, i could feel the nerves growing almost immediately.The moment he slammed the door behind him, cutting any source of light that could penetrate, it felt as though all the light in the room was drained out of the space, leaving it with a suffocating feeling. My heart hammered behind my ribcage, a loud thud that i feared even he could hear. I did not need to see his face to be able to tell he was fucking angry--i could feel the fury rolling off him in waves. His footsteps were slow and measured as he trudged in my direction, closing the distance between us. The nager from him filled the space of the room, like a predator ready to talk his
LEILA MILLERAlpha Sebastian's voice was one we bith recignized almost immediately, despite being in the haze of the moment that clung onto us. For a moment, we stilled, with neither of us making a move while the tension in the room, the thick one, enveloped us like a shroud, as if the entire world held its breath to see what would happen and how it would all unfold.Then, Matt ever so hesitantly pulled away from me, and the moment his hold around me slackened i was quick to pull myself away from him, putting as much distance between us as possible as i wrapped my arms around myself, a sort of protective instinct. Matt noticed it, and i did not miss the slight glare he sent my way before he huffed out a loud breath. Carefully concealing his beastly side, he intertwined his fingers and yawed his gaze in the direction of his Uncle. "Uncle Sebastian," He breathed out, his voice calm in contrast to how he was a few minutes ago. "What are you doing here? This is does not concern you. I am
LEILA MILLER I could feel my heart hammering behind my rib cage, my head pounding as Alpha Sebastian’s words lingered in my head. I could not believe it even, it sounded so foreign to my ears that I found myself wondering for a moment if they were playing tricks on me. If this is truly happening…if Alpha Sebastian truly uttered the words of rejection. However, the instant pain that registered as those words escaped his lips was evident enough. It started small, like a flame of fire that started burning and within seconds, it had grown into a ball of pain so big, I felt suffocated. It spread through my entire body, paralyzing me as much as it was suffocating, and I could only find myself struggling to find my breath as I tried to get a hold of it. “I…I…” I parted my lips to speak, but no words were coming out. Tears welled up in my eyes, stemming from both the pain caused by the rejection and my broken heart as well. I felt my knees become weak, threatening to give out on me bu
SEBASTIAN SALVATORE DE LUCAThe room was dimly lit as i twirled a cup of bourbon in my hand, the liquid in the glas scup glistening under the light it relefcts as my eyes followed its every move, and yet, instead of focusing on the alcohol or its buzz in my system, all i could think of was her.Of my so called mate, or the mate i rejected anyways.Of Leila Miller. Matt's now ex girlfriend and my ex mate as well.I found myslef flicking my eyes eyes shut as memories of her flooded in my head, like a broken casette it played in my mind, replaying the scene that transpired between us starting from that night at the club, that night i had her in my arms and nearly lost control, and would have comitted something i would be terribly regretting now.I am not one to lose control, i never have. And yet, that night, i did, almost entirely.I have always prided myself as a man of honor and patience, never swayed by women, at least not enough to mess with my senses. Indulge in pleasure, sure, but
SEBASTIAN SALVATORE DE LUCA.She went to the rest room, and i waited outside for her to finish before stepping out. While i stood there, there were a couple of people that stumbled over, both men and women, attempting to go in the direction however, the moment they see me, they all came to their senses and a glare was enough to have them scrambling away, no longer going in the direction.Despite it not being my pack, i doubt there is any one that does not know me. I have businesses here, and i tend to come every once in a while so all the people know who i am, and knew not to mess with me. If you ask me why i chased them from going in while she is there, i cannot say as well. I just felt the need to do it, and so i did.She came out soon enough, and one glance at her, i knew she was hammered. It made sense because drank quite a lot, and by the looks of it, she does not have a high tolerance level for alcohol. Standing in front of her, i even intentionally made her bump into me, and sh
DYLAN MILLER.Gracie seemed like she had something to say about the whole thing, but she did not. Instead, she caved in wordlessly, shutting herself as she did before. I asked her if there was anything she wanted to do before we leave, but she shook her head otherwise. So, we both bid Sarah farewell, before we made our way out together, getting back in my car. This time around, before I could open the door for Gracie and strap her in, she did so herself. She did not spare me a glance, and seemed as though she wanted to make a point clear.That she does not want me.Too bad. I may not be cruel, but I can be selfish. And when it comes to my mate, I will be as selfish as I need to be in order to keep her with me. The drive to the pack house took a while, as it was a bit farther from the city. The pack closest to the city and occupying most of the territory is Salvatore's, ours is a bit farther.I appreciated the drive really, because it gave me more time with my mate before we head to t
DYLAN MILLER.Sarah finished the soup, and then handed it over to Gracie who thanked her with a soft smile on her features, and in that moment I realized the two have become close somehow. Then again, Sarah is easy going, and my mate seemed so as well. The way she smiled, she seemed much more beautiful really, and i could only hope one day she would be able to smile with me the same way. Sarah after preparing my breakfast as well, quietly left the kitchen for the two of us, not before giving me a look I knew as her encouraging me to make some effort into stirring something upw ith Gracie, but how could I do so without making her hate me more than she already does?I quietly ate my food as she did as well, but she was quick, as if wanting to finish it up as soon as she can and leave. She finished in record time, and then made a move to get off the stool, but I was having none of it."Sit." I said, my tone firm, while finishing up my food as well.She folded her lips in, glancing at me
DYLAN MILLER."Where is Gracie?"Things have been a whirlwind really, a rollercoaster of emotions that it felt as though there was too much ongoing, and too very little time to process it really. Somewhere in between leaving my mate back at my house, returning to the pack borders to fend off the rogues, whom retreated at the very last minute that is, giving us the victory this time around, and in between getting a call from my Beta about Leila's disappearance, there was too much ongoing really.But, everything that happened afterwards, from trying to reach out to her to no avail, to tracking her phone to Sebastian Salvatore's house, and what went down between us passed by pretty quickly. I did not even have time to process and wonder why she would go to his house of all people. Could it be because of Matt? Does she still have any feelings for him? Is he why she went to his Uncle's place or otherwise?Now thinking back, after everything has blown down, Matt was nowhere in sight at the
DYLAN MILLER.I am not a saint, nor the holiest out there. I am not a man without any history with women, I do have, quite a lot.But, that was in the past, when I was much younger and in my teenage years. I am not using that to defend myself, not that there is anything to defend really. I am just saying, I have my own history and moment with women, quite a number of it, and it is now in the past. It has been something over thre eyears since I have entertained any women, or thought of being in any fling or casual relationship with anyone. Since I took up the role of the Alpha, I have devoted myself to it wholly, giving it my all. I kept aside my habit I had prior, knowing I now have a lot of people counting on me.My parents, my sister, and my pack--they were all depending on me and there is no way I would let them down. That is not something I could afford, so, I dropped it aside and focused on becoming a good Alpha. Of course, I see those around me finding their mates, and building
LEILA MILLERAfter I was discharged from the hospital, my parents refused to let me go back to my apartment in the city, and instead practically forced me to go along with them back to the pack house. I tried to get Dylan to help me out but who am I kidding? Of course he would not offer me the lending hand I want. So, I succumbed to their wishes and followed them back, though deep down I knew I would prefer being back at home for the meantime as well. I am still not fully healed and if I am being honest, I am not fully satisfied with the thought of going back home alone, only because I know if I do so I would be alone and keft to wander away with my thoughts.I could not afford that. So, I would pick being back home and pampered any day.And pampered I was, because my parents would not even allow me out of bed unless when extremely necessary. They arranged for everything to be brought to my room at my own comfort so I would not have to stress out and continued to hover over me like I
LEILA MILLER.I suppose I was mistaken. Sebastian was not the one who saved me. And perhaps, it was wishful thinking on my part that he was, given our last interaction, how it went down, and who I saw him with.I initially thought perhaps, he was the one, and even thought he would come visit me in the hospital or something. I do not want my family to know about us, but in that moment I could not give a single damn really. He could have showed up and they would all know, or he would sneak in when there is no one, I did not care. I just wanted him close, I wanted him to be here, I was craving for his warmth and his touch. I wanted him to wrap me in his embrace and assure me that everything is going to be okay, but I got none of that. Sebastian remained like a shadow in my memories, and I could not find him anywhere no matter how I tried to reach out to him.I even swallowed my pride and texted him, called him even because I so much believed he was the one that saved me. I was so sure i
LEILA MILLER A dull ache welcomed me the moment I tried to peel my eyes open, my head pouring as the bright light in the room threatened to blind me. I closed my eyes almost immediately, taking a few seconds to accustom myslef to being conscious again to begin with before I slowly parted my eyes open again. My gaze fell on the white ceiling first, adorned with bright lights that made the place seem more clinical. The scent of disinfectants was heavy in the air, along with beeping from beside me. I need not look around to know where I am. The hospital. Fuck. A slight groan escaped my lips as I tried to move, only for a painful force to push me back down, stopping me from doing even the simplest action of moving. The fuck? My body feels heavy, and I could not move my lower body as a whole while moving my upper body simply felt like a huge struggle. Thankfully, my groan seemed to have gained the attention of the others in the room, whose presence I had not realized earlier on. “My
LEILA MILLER.With Faye's last words, the door was pushed open, and the two men from earlier came, with another third rogue that was not there before, all of them stinking of dead and rotten flesh. If the scent off them did not make me recoil and feel nauseous, then the dirty and disgusting looks they flashed my way surely does.And to make matters worse, Faye's voice then came. "Well, do not be shy, boys..." She said in a song like, mocking voice, chuckling at the repulsive look that took over my features. "...you can have your fun. Just, do not ruin her face...yet." She grinned, her eyes meeting mine when she then added. "...we need Miller and Uncle Sebastian to be able to recognize her when they arrive. I want to see if any of them would still want her then."The men all grinned, their eyes stripping me and I felt all the more disgusted. One of them then cracked his knuckles, licking his lips as he took a few steps in my direction, the glint in his eyes predatory and repulsing. "Sh
SEBASTIAN SALVATORE."Eric, prepare ten million dollars in cash for me as soon as you can." I snapped the very moment the call ended, realization dawning on me that maybe, this can be solved by me giving them the ransom money.I know it might be a trap, and that they are just using the ransom money as another win for them, but I cared not. All I want to know is where to find those rogues and Leila, the world can burn for all I care if I get to her. Eric's brows drew in, his eyes wide as the words registered in his mind. Still, he must have been been able to tell from my tone that it is urgent because instead of asking me why, he asked instead, "How soon do you want it?" "In thirty minutes at most." They gave me an hour to prepare the money, but I could not afford to waste even an hour leaving leila in their hands. Who knows what they are doing to her? I would lose my mind of something bad happens to her truly. With that thought in mind, I shook my head, then snapped my gaze in his d