I ignored the laughter and found my way into the seat at the table he had left me. "Would you get your ass up?' Someone hissed, I turned to look at the person who was speaking. It was a red-haired woman or girl; I couldn't classify her according to her age because f the heavy makeup on her face. She looked somewhere in between too pretty and fake, Her harsh tone caused me to flinch as I stood up, looking around to see everyone standing and waiting patiently. "Thanks," I murmured, more out of courtesy than anything else. I heard her hiss. I didn't realize that we were all waiting for Mac to sit down until I was hushed to stand up; apparently, all the high Alphas had to be seated before we, the subjects, could sit. How barbaric I tried not to think about that fact too much and not dwell on my thoughts about it too much. How was that still valid in such a world and such a century? I felt the burn of judgemental stares from people seated around us. It wasn't my fault that I had no i
Enthralled by the perfect ocean of Luke’s eyes, I stared into them and tried to decipher what his amusement was all about, but before I could attempt to understand it, it was gone along with the ghost of a smile that curved his lips, and I wondered if I had started imagining things. Even though his expression had become hard to read, he stared at me, and it made me feel flushed and hot all over, so I blinked and looked away immediately. I looked over to father and took in his clenched jaw and fist, Not a good sign I looked over to the alpha now speaking, he was trying his best not to look at father, and I wondered if I was overthinking the whole thing or if he really didn't want to make eye contacts with father but why? Why were they all acting like he was a threat to them? What more could a mere chauffeur do? I mean what was the sudden attention given to this and why on this earth was it even necessary? I took another gulp from the glass of water placed in front of me, this night
I placed a hand in front of me, trying to push his chest away from me but my hands were limp, From the small moments of clear vision, I saw the smile on his lips widen, I felt as he placed a hand beside my head. Securing me in the middle of his sides, I tried to remove it, but my hands felt too heavy for movement. The world was spinning, and my heart was beating rapidly in my chest. As if it would burst forth in the next moment. I could hardly see, stand, or move, and the worst thing was that I didn't know why. I couldn't think of any possible reason for this to be happening. What was happening and why did I feel this way all of a sudden? What was he going to do to me if I passed out right here and now? I opened my lips to scream, but no sound came out of them, he took a few steps back, examined me, and began to shake his head in mock laughter, whispering to himself repeatedly, “ This is too good to be true.” I rolled my body away from the handle of the door with the little strength
“ Get your hands off my mate,” Mac growled Wow. His mate? He calls me that now? funny, only when he needed an upper hand did he recognize me. I suddenly felt like the grass upon which two elephants fought. As if reading my mind, Luke responded equally as flabbergasted. “ You call her your mate? You want to claim her now?” Luke sneered shaking his head and staring at the hard face of Mac, an equally murderous look on his face. He took three steps away from me and approached Mac, seeing them this way reminded me of when I saw them hurdled over each other at the back of the club that night, I shook my head. Forcing the train of thought to stop instantly. Not now Luke was obviously taller, and he looked a lot more threatening than Mac right now. They took slow steps toward each other, and it felt like the temperature of the room was slowly rising. but while Luke’s body motion showed he was still aware of my presence in the room, Mac's motion did nothing to show that he was aware of
I didn't know when I fell asleep, all I know is that the last memory I had before the world went black was when I was sitting in Luke’s passenger seat and killing the urge to retort to his murmur. I was sure he knew I heard what he said. we were wolves after all, but when I opened my eye again, I was back at home and in my bed. Seriously he has to stop doing this, It was getting freaky at this point but I had to admit that I also considered it very sexy to have his lingering scent on my body. I took in my dress for the night and smoothed my hands across the rumpled skirt, I looked down to see my shoes neatly tucked by the side of my bed he must have taken them off, and when I looked up again, I saw it. His signature card was folded on the top of the pillow side and even though this time I was certain that I had not imagined it all, I was grateful for the evidence that it had happened. I almost squealed. I tore it open just as fast and scanned my eyes through it, it was a replica of
Amanda slept like the dead but once she was up there was no stopping the endless noise, it was either the wardrobe doOR was flying open recklessly or she was stomping her feet in angst, another option could be that she was sitting loudly on the bed, I mean with all her body bouncing on it. it irked me but there was only so much I could do to change that. I tossed and turned, forcing myself to block out the noise and sleep despite her wrecking havoc but it was fruitless, I knew that if I woke up this early after sleeping so late I would nurse a headache for most of the day, but there was no way to calm Amanda, so I finally gave in and opened my eyes. The room was a mess, I mean every corner of it was crawling with clothes, and somewhere at the other corner was Amanda digging up some more clothes frantically and making the entire place much more of a mad house. “What's going on?” I asked groggily, My hands were busy removing dirt from my eyes and I was trying to hide the irritation in
I was not as happy to resume school as I was the first time I left, somehow being at home had grown on me. It had given me more room to think and maybe that is why I wanted to spend more time at home. To marinate in my thoughts. Rein came back so Amanda spent a lot of time with him, Gwen and Gisselle went back to their houses, father worked everytime so on most days I was left to the solutude of my thoughts. I was left to marinate the conclusions I had found, and revist every memory of the events that occured. I still didn't know whose side Fred was on, but a good guess would be Mac. But then there was the reaction of father that day at the event, what did it mean? And also the reaction of my entire family the moment I mentioned Luke, It said that he was far from being innocent, at least not to them. I should have felt more rage after knowing that there was possibility that he planned the raid on us all those years ago, but instead what I felt was the desire to know him better, a d
The one thing I have come to find out about here is that there was no waiting or pausing at all. Classes began in full swing by the new week, and I was emerged once more in the bustle of school work and the stress of going to class and doing assignments, it was exhausting to keep up with. Lola and I pacified ourselves by having movie nights every Friday, at least the times we were both available, but recently she had been becoming more and more scarce, I suspected there was someone she started seeing, that girl is a bag of horniness, so it didn't surprise me at all, instead what fazed me was the fact that she didn't tell me about it. It was weird because she could never stop talking. Instead, she snuck around my back, sneaking out of the dorm when she thought I was asleep. My wolf and I laughed at her innocence and her oblivious state. I was aware of every breath she took in the room because of my heightened werewolf senses, so as far as I was concerned, she was just deceiving hersel
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