Fine, It was easy to make the plan. But I had no idea where to start from, or how to go about gathering intel on someone I had no idea about, I didn't even know his first name! I knew nothing so it was really bold of me to think that I could make such a statement and decision and it would put things in place automatically, what a joke. There was no place to begin from, not any place that made sense anyway so minutes after having such lavish thoughts, and deceiving myself by saying I had decided, I watched Fred and Lola fall asleep with the horrifying realization that I was completely clueless!I picked up my laptop before my brain began to overheat and started searching for names beginning with L, and ofcourse you know how that went, millions and millions of names came up and at some point I got so drowsy from staring at words beginning with the letter L, only thrn did it occur to me how impossible the task was, It occurred to me that it could mean anything, like anything at all. It c
My breathing came out very fast and shaky, I stepped back immediately, wondering if there was really someone behind the door. I was freaked out by the occurrence and a bit shaken by the thought that there might be danger looming ahead which I had not planned for and so I was unprepared but soon a gust of wind blew and the door quaked with squeaky hinges. I realized it had just been a faulty door all along, I looked back at the impatient cab driver who honked loudly and pleaded for a little more time with my hands before pushing the door open with my legs and stepping inside. The whole place was full of cobwebs, it was lining the cracked roof to the dusty floor and, it looked like no one had been here for months or even years so at that point I should have turned and walked back out but instead,I wanted to venture further, I turned on the flash light on my phone and decided to explore. What was the worst that could happen? The door closed behind me, and I jumped again in fear as dust
I had never been this upset in my life. It was a rat, A plump brown rat with large eyes that made my heart want to escape from its cage and made my legs want to outrun itself. I was so furious, whenI turned back to see what was chasing me and saw a rat, I pronounced up to ten cuss words on the spot and suppressed the urge to destroy the head of the rat with the heel of my boot. It was too disgusting and cruel for me but still I housed the thought as I walked back into the car. I thanked the cab man incessantly as we left the place, I didn't believe he would wait for me but he did and I was both amazed and thankful. I was also furious with myself for letting all that happened happen. The rat situation was one but two I had wasted not only my time but resources and finances on an inconclusive evidence like this and it seriously annoyed me. How did I think it was anything? I groaned and slapped my hands across my facein frustration but more out of habit at this point. It earned me a
We continued the ride in silence, my heart beating vigorously with excitement. The view of outside was breath taking. The night was hurriedly taking over the sky as darkness hovered covering the white clouds in silence. Even though I promised myself that I wouldn't freak out about this, and I would see this for what I wanted it to be, I was doing a very terrible job at that. I couldn't help the way I felt. I couldn't process the fact that he had smiled at me. I mean, Fine it was a small smile but it was the only thing vaguely close to affection he had ever given to me or shown to me and my heart wanted to burst at it. Knowing Mac and how devious he could be, I knew it was a huge deal. I didn't have it in me to question the sincerity of it. When we pulled into a fancy italian restaurant, I almost lost it in excitement, He was taking me to eat? He was taking me to feed? Like on a date? He came in all the way to my school to take me on a date? I was hysterical, over the moon to say
When I had finally managed to tone down my vigorous thudding heart and over active mind by assuring myself that there was no doom or danger, I walked back to our sit and got seated. As expected, Mac was still on his phone but he looked at me for a brief moment as I got seated then he resumed what I assummed to be business on his phone. I perceived the aroma of the dish before it arrived at our table, even though it was covered with a silverware, I could still smell the deliciousness of the chicken and my tummy grumbled excitedly at that. The waiter placed our dishes before us. The glasses wine was already there, perhaps sometime after I went to the bathroom it was placed. I dug into the meal trying to eat as cautiously as I could before my mate, fighting the urge to moan at the delicious burst of flavors that filled my tongue with every bite. Soon after Mac dropped his phone and began to wolf down the plate of bbq chicken in front of him, I tried not to look at him as he ate, hi
I was stunned but I quickly regained myself and I dialled her number back immediately the line went dead. My suspicion was coming off me in big waves each time it kept saying her number was switched off and after a while it began to redirect me to her voice mail. The whole thing felt like a prank or something. It felt like a joke; perhaps if it had not been a firsthand experience, I might not have believed it from anyone else. I didn't relent, I kept trying to call her number, but it kept directing me to voicemail, and I only stopped trying it when the lecturer came in and began to address the class. As he spoke, I couldn't bring myself to take notes or pay attention. I was worried and unable to concentrate on anything that he was saying. My only thought was if she was okay and if I could somehow get a hold of someone who knows Fred or would had an idea of any of their whereabouts. Immediately the lecture ended, I hurried back to the hostel to check if Lola had returned while I
When my mother died, I couldn’t understand the depth of death. The finality of it was incomprehensible to me. My mind was too young and sold to fantasies to process that I would never see her again. My Father and my sisters were cautious in breaking the news to me but I never understood why, They explained to me in little doses, as if I couldn't handle the full truth. It was because I couldn’t handle tragedy and they knew, I couldn't stand great pain without crumbling and right from childhood it was evident. Back then, even after they had told me of her demise, I would ask father every day when she would return, hurting him and pressing my hands further into where it hurt most without even realizing it. He would tell me she wasn’t coming back and I would begin to cry and wail nonstop, my entire being in a steady refusal of the fact that she had ceased to exist. As my wobbly legs carried me to the broken form of Lola on the floor, I could hear that part of me crying out in denial on
I held Lola while she slept not just because I felt guilty for her pain but because she looked genuinely scared to sleep on her own. In the short while of knowing her, she had proved fearless but I had already brought this to her, and it hurt me that whoever was behind this couldn't take me, instead, they went after someone who literally knew nothing about what they wanted. I never should have told her. I thought about telling Lola that he looked like an animal because he probably was, and he had one living inside him too but how was it going to make any sense? She would probably run away thinking I am nuts and that would be goodbye to the one friend and roommate I had finally made. Besides, it was against the rules too to involve humans, I knew that much, so while she recounted how she told him everything and he listened raptly, suddenly becoming a different and calmer person when she finished stating everything I told her- probably knowing I know nothing or at least didn't tell her
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