CHAPTER NINE After getting my ears full with the scolding and stern words meted out by my sisters, I dragged myself to the room and shut the door lightly then gently eased onto my bed, I was emotionally tired, it was so difficult for me to stay without obsessing over the fact that some of the things that happened within the last twenty four hours happened, for example, How did I meet him and lose him yet again. Did i even meet him? Did I conjure up an imagination? Could he disappear? Was that even possible? So many questions. floated around in my head. I knew he was a wolf from the first time we were at close proximity, my wolf had sensed his wolf right away, but was he a special breed? Could something like that be possible? The events of the past week had consumed my mind so much and distracted me from thinking about Mac, But now, it was like a magazine and my brain flipped over to his page, How could he leave me there knowing I was stranded? How heartless of him to do that to me,
By the time resumption week rolled in, I was ready to put the uncertainties of the past week behind me, Mac had never tried to contact me since we last met, and I doubted that he was apologetic to me over how he left me stranded on the road, so I decided to give him some time to think of me and maybe grow his love for me. I didn't want to let go, but I was tired of bruising my own heart over and over again. I had heard nothing of L, and I still didn't know his name or anything else about him and. I was tired of obsessing over blue eyes that made me no good and brought me nowhere close to answers or a realization. Until I had more information and reason, I was going to stay off the radar and let things come naturally to me. Once I managed to fit everything I own worth carrying into my box and I tell you, it was a lot, and it took the lonngest time I did a happy dance to show my excitement while Amanda laughed her ass off at my silly moves. She was accompanying me to school, the only o
Nobody told me that the journey back to my dorm would be this difficult, I was carrying my two suitcases and one duffel bag, and my tiny frame almost collapsed under the weight of the heavy load. To make things worse, I was given a room on the third floor, so I had to climb three sets of stairs with my heavy bags. By the time I got to my room door, I fumbled the key. opened the door and fell on the floor breathing hard, Dramatic much? I know. I stayed there for a while just trying to regain my breath, and then a door that I assume was the bathroom door opened, and a girl wearing a very tiny bathrobe walked out. She had long and slightly wavy strawberry blonde hair cascading down her shoulders and, from what I could see bluish greyish eyes, Her frame was slim and wiry but I was more delicate. I looked at her, and she blinked both of us suddenly lost for words, before she smiled and rushed over to my side. “ Oh my God, you must be my roommate” I didnt detect any accent. She squatted d
It was official, we were going clubbing, and my roomate was a big club freak. She has introdced herself as Lola and gotten right into action after her victorious laughter. I agreed to go clubbing before I even iknew her name! Really!! My roommate was also officially a talkative, she kept going around the room talking excitedly about how much fun we would have and how glad she was that I was coming along, she was doing all this while simultaneously throwing ridiculously short dresses on me to try on. I had a slightly slimmer frame so she made sure to give me her slimmest and shortest dresses to try on and after about five try ons I camme to the conclusion that she just liked flashing her female parts because what? These dresses were tinyyyy. And I'm not even exagerrating here. “Is everything you own this skimpy” I gave her a polite smile, hiding my mortification. for someone I only met today we were getting along just fine How many times had I had that thought now? It was even better
I know what you are thinking, and you are right It is what any sane person would do at this point but these days I was seriously questioning my sanity. Yes, I should have ran back immediately, I should have been moritifed and scared and dashed for safety, It was a natural insitinct. I should have minded my own damn business but my inquisition was apparently greater than my need for safety and besides they were my kind so what could go wrong? Except that everything could go wrong, everything. I was suprised to find werewolves here but I decided to see if it was real. I placed a firm hand over my lips and continued walking down the path, begging my wolf to be alert as we went further and further into a place that lacked life and light. I began to suspect it was my imagination playing tricks on me because the more I walked, the more remote and underdeveloped the place became. All I could see were weeds growing all over the place. There was no sign of life there and I finally let go of t
I stumbled into the club with my shaky legs wobbling, breathing like a volcano had erupted in my lungs; I didn't know how I got there or anything that happened after that loud howl and that voice… I continued running, yeah but I didn't know how my legs carried me here too; despite the fatigue I felt and the narrow escape from those whose hands touched my skin, I didn't know anything. All I knew was that I somehow managed to get into the club and somehow walk into the toilet without passing out. I stayed standing there at one end of the toilet for a few minutes, trying to control my breathing and make sese of everything that happened in the past hour. When the toilet door opened and my eyes met Lola's worried eyes, my legs finally gave away. I collapsed unto the floor in the least dramatic way I could, but ofcpurse it was still dramatic enough for Lola to scurry over at once. “ Oh my God, Fiona, where have you been? I have been worried sick” She hurried over to my side; her breath sm
I want to say I woke up in an undramatic way but has my life ever been that way? These days I am leaning more and more into the arms of unending drama. I awoke with a jolt. All through the night I was haunted and plagued by a black wolf with obscidian eyes chasing me with intent and anger? I couldn't quite place it and although I wanted to believe it was an imagination, I knew it had a better explanation. It just had to have and how many coincedences can occur in a lifetime? I was sweating and panting by the time I sat up because the claw of the wolf had almost caught me before I woke up, I briefly felt its fingers scratch my arms too and I touched the spot absentmindedly as I scanned the room. I was thankful for once that my chattery roommate Lola was out. I screamed when I checked the time by my bedside clock, I had missed most of the activities for the day, on my second day! I hurried out of bed and I blamed myself for my foolish tendencies and after a while I decided there was no
After climbing into my bed with the note or card still in my hands and wondering what to make of it, There was fear and a little bit of an alarmed feeling but I decided to be angry. Did I ask them to not be cautious of the surroundings when in meeting? Who was I even going to rat out to? Did I ask for the suspicious activities that took place? Did I ask to walk in on them? And if Whoever sent this message, if L or whatever he called himself and his annoyingly sexy bliue eyes had no plans on ever meeting me Why did he keep sending me these letters? And I am the one taunting him? On one end I was scaced because it seemed like I had been figured out, They must already know who I am and must be tracking me down or not? And that voice that told them to stop, that voice that sounded like the one I heard back then at Mac’s house, could it be possible? Of course it could but why would he save me a second time? And why send me this letter? Was it a threat? Did he only save me to threaten me t
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