My morning started like every other morning in my recent routine of living. I awoke slowly and painfully because my alarm was threatening to tear my ear off to a soundly sleeping Lola. I had my bath first before yanking her from her bed to have her own bath.We both groggily got dressed, prepared for our morning lectures, and walked the way to the class, yawning away and fighting the sleep that still lived in our eyes. We had different lectures till noon. In my lectures, I tried to pay attention and not think about the fact that Mac had not responded to my text message or the fact that Lucas had stayed true to his words, just as I suspected. When finally, when the stream of classes ended, we met up and ate my favorite thing to eat, and then we headed back to our dorm.And this is where things changed drastically; we got back to our dorms, and a package was sitting just outside the door waiting for my attention. My first instinct was to jump in fear before Lola opened the door. Then
I could hardly believe my eyes as Mac led me toward a grand beach. I stared down at my outfit, suddenly feeling inadequately dressed for a beach outing in the dress I wore. If we were going to a beach, why did he send a dress like this and request I wear it?The cold evening breeze carried the salty taste of the water as it blew across. It stung my cheeks and made my nose cold; I didn't know why I felt so cold when the weather was fair. The breeze was merely flirting, so why was my body a mess? I bit the insides of my cheek to hold back the questions in my head. As usual, Mac was busy with something on his phone, His head was bowed, and his eye was focused on the phone screen, yet somehow he knew just where he was headed, but I had no idea if he remembered me or if I had completely vanished from his thought process and mind. I shuffled my feet as his pace picked up. His strides were effortlessly long, and I found myself walking twice as many steps to keep up pace with him."Are we sta
I was lost in my own head, deep in my thoughts, and staring with searching eyes when I heard his deep voice bring me out of the state I had gone. "Get up; let us dance," Mac commanded. I stood up with wobbly legs, and as if he knew, he caught my hand and led me to the center of the room. The music was suddenly loud. One moment, I was fidgeting anxiously on my feet with a million and one different thoughts; the next, Mac's hands were in mine, and our feet shuffled as we danced through the aqua floor and I had just one thought; Is this a dream? His large hands were firm on my waist. The friction of his hard palms against my silky dress sent sparks flying in numerous directions in my body and my brain haywire. I tried and failed to keep my eyes open as we swayed softly. This was almost romantic. Somewhere along the line of tonight, I had forgotten how to feel and just what I felt. "Do you know why I prepared all this tonight?" Mac asked all of a sudden. I opened my eyes slowly to h
Suddenly his lips were on mine. I felt the softness of his lush mouth, hot and wet and passionately angry, and next, the whole room was spinning like a faulty merry-go-round one that was rounding off the corner of the sky about to drop, or maybe it was just my brain grasping at straws. Strong arms gripped my body, rough lips were on mine, and he was biting, nibbling, and sucking my lips all at once. I knew there was no way it wouldn't bruise after this much heat and intensity. This was the most aggressive I had been touched and taken, so it was harder to tell how it made me feel. My body reacted instantly as fireworks shot through my body, from the tips of my fingers to my entire toes. I found myself craning my neck to fill his hungry lips on mine. His hand on my chin lowered to my neck, and with a grip tight than I would have liked, he kept my head in place as he devoured me. The soft music resumed again. In a manner that had me suspecting it had a mind of its own, Sending my bra
"I messed up." These were the first words that left my lips as soon as I unlocked the door and stepped into my room. Due to the time of the night, and the dorm being so quiet, for a minute I imagined Mac following me through the stairs, and the thought had me hoping and skipping this staircase two at a time. He seemed like the kind of person who could do anything to get what he wanted, and I didn't want to be the victim of that. The room light was off, and so naturally I flipped it on, ready to spew all about my mistake to Lola because even I knew I messed up big time and I really needed someone to talk to before I lost it, but Lola was nowhere in sight. I walked over to her bed, It was empty and it was a mess, as usual, several dresses were lying in between her makeup products and underwear, I shook my head and ransacked through the mess, checking if she kept her phone there so I could determine how far she went and wondering where hell she was. I walked to the bathroom, and I
Lucas/ Luke POV; Even before I got the phone call I knew, I couldn't explain it and it was really just crazy to anyone who cared enough to listen but I was certain I knew. I watched as she walked out of my office and my heart fell with every second. I wanted to reach out to her, I wanted to talk to her to shake sense into her head and bring her to see things just as I did. I wanted to show her that she was wrong about me and that with me she had nothing at all to worry about, but I couldn't I just couldn't. She was important to me but some things were also important, and I had the duty and responsibility to focus on those things which were equally as important and relevant to me. So I had to let go, something had to give away. The weeks passed with me drowning myself in so much work I could barely think about anything else, I went on business trips, executed projects singlehandedly, and came up with new business plans reforms, and rules, and yet she still found a way to creep ba
I like to think that one of the perks of me being the last child was that attention came easy to me and so naturally from a little age I shied away from it. I avoided it as much as I possibly could. While my sisters were up to one mischief or the other in a quest for attention, I was somewhere at one corner always with my mom doting on her or sleeping peacefully without a care in the world. Of course, my sisters were much older than me, and were expected to be mature when I was little but generally, I had been the most unproblematic child to my parents and my childhood has been the calmest as they claimed until well.. the war. That was when everything turned inside out and maybe it had some psychological effect on me because my life had been very far from unproblematic in the previous year and now that it was it felt as though I didn't know what to do with my life and all the calmness. Things were completely silent, Mac had gone back to ignoring me, with the offer that I could reac
My few moments of consciousness were riddled with confusion. I didn't know where I was, who I was with, or what I was doing before the whole world went black. I felt around me groggily as the details of where I was and what I was doing came to my mind groggily and slowly. I was at the library, with Lola and we were meant to nap a little and then wake up to finish our estimated time and grab dinner then head to the hostel. But now it was so dark, I could hardly see a thing. I blinked my eyes slowly into the darkness. It was so dark I could hardly see a thing. Why had the librarian turned off the lights? Did she lock us in? I knew she hated our company but this was extreme and she was just pushing it. I mean we could file for assault with this right? My nostrils felt trickled, I found myself sneezing as I reached for my phone beside me. I felt around me but there was no phone on the desk and the desk seemed different... harder than the one I was used to. I was so sure I kept my phone
After the very intense and romantic dinner, which mainly consisted of Lucas staring at me with his electric blue orbs and me trying not to puke everything that had entered my belly due to the intensity in his eyes, he led us quietly back into the room where I perched awkwardly at the edge of the bed. "Where is everyone?" I whispered. I couldn't help but note the differences between his and Mac's houses. No pack members were sprawling around here, and no slaves or workers were moving to do his bidding. I was curious: was this how he lived as an Alpha?"I dismissed them," Lucas replied, dispersing the chaos in my mind. That made sense, I thought. Lucas continued to stare at me with something like longing in his eyes, and I had no idea what to do. He had said nothing would happen tonight, so why did he stare at me like that?As if sensing my thoughts, his long fingers wrapped around my jaw smoothly. " Don't think too much, just stay here with me." "What attracted you to me?" I whisper
"Oh, my goodness! I've told you, Amanda, I'm not going for something extra and shiny; I want something simple and nice!" She smirked as she handed me yet another one of her extravagant dresses. "You mean something cute and sexy?" My face went up in flames. "Oh my god! Amanda! For the hundredth time, we are not doing anything tonight!" "Oh yeah, and that's why you are spending the night with him?" "Urghhhh," I whinnied, covering my face with my hands at her absolute morbidity. It was practically impossible to win with this girl. In her most innocent voice, she added, "Well, since you claim it is nothing sensual, then you probably wouldn't want to wear a dress like this." She held up a red dress, and I lost my breath. "That's it," I whispered, and with one final squeal, I ran into the bathroom to get changed. At exactly seven pm, the doorbell rang, and Amanda ran excitedly to open it while I finished up my outfit. Spritzing perfume and taking deep breaths. I walked out to
Two weeks later, there was no word from Lucas. If I had not seen the weary news and heard the whispered rumors I would have been scared, but now I was more upset than anything. His plans were already in motion. It was one downfall to the other of the Ashen subsidiaries, and the tabloid made sure everyone knew. Between clans, they could tell that things were looking bad for the Ashens. Even though they played all the cards they had, Lucas was smarter, strategically utilizing all his inside men to break down the very foundation of their business. Father kept us updated as he continued working there, despite the fresh rage I had seen in his eyes after that discussion and the hunger for revenge for Mom. He kept us updated on the incessant fights that kept happening while also trying to gather some men who were formally of our pack before they became slaves as a means of survival. I sighed for the fifth time, watching as the red mother broadcaster spoke about an outbreak of fire in the
When I got in, Father pulled me into a big, tight hug that left me both shocked and in awe, and I went to bed tipsy with happiness and the euphoria of everything that had happened. Finally, it felt like everything was all coming together, so for that night, I swallowed the questions I had for Father and basked in the sheer joy in the air, falling asleep with a huge smile on my face and a weight lifted from my chest. Soon, very soon, we will all witness the heavy downfall of Mac and the entire Ashen family. ****** The smell of pancakes and bacon that wafted through the air the next morning told me of my sister's arrival. Father must have called them over last night, and that could only mean that we were having a family meeting. I jumped down from the bed, excited to see them and eat delicious food after such a long time. "Fiona darling," Giselle's slender arms wrapped around me as I stepped into the kitchen, looking as ivory and as beautiful as ever with that flowery scent that ma
The ride home was silent and filled with the many words and thoughts running through our minds. I finally had enough time to process everything Lucas told me, which was a lot. The plan was for him to drop me off, but I knew I was going to tell my family the truth about everything that occurred many years ago and find out why Father hid so many things from me. Even if Lucas was fine with being the bad guy and being blamed for things he had no hand in, I wasn't okay with it, and I needed to get it out.I glanced at the brooding man on the wheel. Ever since we managed to pry ourselves apart and his almost confession, he had been unusually quiet and even more brooding, like he was lost in thought in a space of his own, and I had no idea how to reach him. "What's going on?" I asked, turning to face him and taking him in more; we had spent the past days together, yet he still looked handsome in a new way. I still couldn't get over how handsome he was. I didn't think it would ever be somet
Somehow the kiss transcended from my little kiss as Lucas took control, fighting with every urge in his body against his wold from ripping my clothes and taking me, and I could feel it in every strain as he deepened the kiss, picking me up from the floor, I wrapped my legs instinctively around his waist as I went in for more, grabbing a handful of his shirt. The desire I felt eroded my senses, but I knew it was nothing compared to the one a person with full access to his alpha wolf felt; all I got from my wolf was an intense need and constant purring, which rang out as moans as Lucas raked his hands hastily from my back to my waist repeatedly.Carefully and still deep in the kiss, he led me back into the room till I was dropped softly against the soft sheets and towered by him. My heart seized as I stared at his almost black-blue eyes now, electricity running up and down his blue orbs and desire fueling them so passionately I felt dizzy for a second. My own need propelled me to wrap m
"No," Lucas thundered, taking my soft fists in his large ones. I expected this, so I didn't budge. I added calmly, "I wasn't asking for your permission, Lucas. I was simply letting you know I am all in on this." "I don't want to drag you down this path. The Ashens are ruthless and very crafty. You are not ready, and I would hate for any harm to come to you on my account." "You think I don't know they are ruthless? Do you think I have no idea how crafty they can be when I have been a victim myself? I am well aware, and it is my knowledge that fuels my anger." I paused, inhaling deeply. "I, too, have been offended, and I am itching for my revenge, So train me or protect me. Whatever makes you feel better, but know that I will not sit and watch idly, and I will make Mac pay whether or not you let me in on this. I will beat him at his own game," I fought. He stared at me warily for a while before heaving a breath and nodding. "I will not put you in harm's way, but I will train you we
Lucas didn't come in for at least twenty minutes, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop thinking about the big bulge in his pants when he walked out of the room. I had felt it earlier when I laid down, and now it has become the most fascinating and most terrifying thing to me, but I just couldn't breathe my head to kick out the thought.I lay beneath the duvet, covering my red-coated face and my swollen lips from the past few minutes, my heart was still racing as though I had just run a marathon, and particles of the lightheadedness I felt when Lucas was kissing me still remained. I missed him immediately when he left, as he walked out of the door, as soon as his hands left my body. I came to the slow realization that my feelings for Lucas were rapidly changing into something big and beyond my control it was only a matter of time before they blew up in my face. The air in the room still smelled like him, like wood and soap and masculine sweat and for a second I imagined hi
Lucas caught up with me in no time, but I refused to give in when his large arms encircled me again. I thrashed against his body and bumped into trees hoping to scratch and loosen his death grip on me. "I'm sorry, Fiona, But listen, Hear me out first," He said, not sounding a minute breathless or like someone carrying a thrashing girl. "No, let me go!" I thrashed and kicked around the open air "You're only going to hurt yourself, Fiona," Lucas growled. " Stay put and listen to what I have to say for your own sake." "No, you listen to me, Let. Me. Go." I protested. Lucas sighed and wrapped his hand even firmer around my torso. "Why do you choose the wrong times to be stubborn and throw a tantrum? Do you have any idea how difficult it has been for me to watch you fawn over someone as horrible as Mactervish?" He scoffed, then continued in a ludicrous manner, "Or should I speak about how worried I have been every second that you have spent with him? dined with him, sat with him, a