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
It was stupid of me to think confronting whoever it was would bring out something useful. My plan of finding more about L was still in full view, I decided that if it were Mac’s doing, I would let him explain, and if there were a sensible explanation, then I would let it go and continue my secret gathering of data for him, superstitious, yeah I know. But if it was L’s doing then, I would make sure to get all his vulnerable points and hand them over to Mac to do whatever evil he had in mind. It would only intensify and strengthen my reason to get intel on him. If he was behind all this, then the small part of my conscience that felt bad about my plan in motion would finally be at ease. It was a win-win I didn't want to consider the fact that there was a high chance that if it turned out to be Mac he wouldn't bother explaining himself, or it wouldn't be a reason what I would expect; something like he was trying to protect me, I didn't want to think about that at all as I weighed my op
CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT. Ever since I heard the name Luke it has been playing in my head on repeat, drowning out every other thought I could possibly harbour. Only a few thoughts survived and one of it was the thought of Luke, finally knowing what L means, the frustration it eased from my shoulders was bliss. Then there was the way I riled Mac up and the way he looked at me before drove out. There was also the fact that I finally admitted to seeing someone in his house and even went ahead to say the only thing I know about that person so I might as well be dead meat, I had no idea. But it was worth the risk, I got side tracked but certainly I can tell you that I was pleased by the fact that I at least had a name to pin on L, it wasn't progress to finding who planned the kidnap of Lola but it was progress to something even bigger than that. Speaking about the whole Lola and Fred thing, Fred was no where to be found. Seriously he completely vanished into thin air and all my attempts t
I didn't know what to make of it; I didn't know what to make of anything other than the fact that It was gone. but How? and When? My heart was pounding in my chest. What next? What would happen now? Lola thought I was sleep acting and forced me back to sleep right after that but I couldn't sleep back. Heck, I couldn't do anything other than overanalyze the entire situation. I was trembling. I turned my back from her and pretended to be asleep, but my mind was wide awake and buzzing with ideas. How did he take it? How did he enter the dorm yet again, and what was his deal really? I was ready to face him and ask all these questions that were killing me. How could he enter the room without any of us knowing? How could he place and take letters at will? How did he save me that day? I was relieved to be somewhere close to getting answers but also scared of what would happen from there. I prepared myself, though, on Thursday, I woke up ready for the meeting, but no one showed up and no
I couldn't breathe. I was so sure that the world stopped moving, It seemed like everything had paused and all that was unfolding here was this moment in front of us and I couldn't place my hands on how fast things went. It was bizarre. This was the meeting, this was it. My heart was thundering and my breathing almost ceased. What did he mean by coming for me? What exactly did he mean by that and Why did a part of me want it? Why did I find myself nodding after he asked if I was ready? What did my nodding mean? Why did the thoughts of Mac completely elude me while he was in my presence? Why did I find it hard to breathe around him? What were these feelings and reactions? Why did he take off swiftly after my response? Why did a part of me miss him immediately after he vanished? Once again, all I had were questions, questions, questions, it was infuriating, and it made me frustrated. I didn't even have any means of contacting him again. What the hell? I know that I should have at lea
Test week was fast approaching and it took everything in me to not faint at that realization, After the whole events with the multiple men in my life what I needed right now was to concentrate on school work but I seemed to remember that a tad bit late. The days had passed in a blur and this was the second dramaless week in my life in a very long time, that is if you are leaving out the frenzy of preparing for tests, then Yes, it was fairly less hectic than other ones. Lola and I wafted through our busy schedules without seeing so much of each other. I missed her. Over the months our bond grew and strengthened and I couldn't wait for things to be a bit calmer so that I could have more time for her excess talking and wild tendencies. I was going home briefly for a two weeks break after all the tests, maybe that was the only reason I was able to drown out the thoughts of Mac because I hoped to at least see him when I got home (even when I didn't know how) and gauge how badly I had dam
I was waiting for the cab that would drive me back while hugging Lola for the seventh time in the lapse of an hour. Finally, we were done with tests and had a little break so I was going home, I had tried on some tests and done poorly on some but I was optimistic about most of them, and most of all, I was excited to leave for home. Distance does make the heart fonder. The journey was short, but I slept all through, one moment I was leaning my head against the window frame, and the next moment I had zoned off into the sweet arms of sleep. It was Amanda’s shriek that woke me up and for the first few moments after I heard her scream, I wondered if Lola had followed me back but I knew I was wrong and I laughed softly when the brown hair of Amands engulfed me in a hug. “ You're suffocating me” I managed to say, truthfully she was, she had climbed on top of me where I sat in the back seat and was now holding me in a deadly grip. When did she get so touchy? She pushed back a little and
Mac’s family was having a party, they had invited us and somehow this news excited my sisters way more than it excited me. They chatted about how grand it would be and I couldn't blame them for wanting something exciting and out of the norm. They spoke about beautiful I would look and how Mac wouldn't be able control himself and his sight from me and I knew the possibility of that happening eas next to none. I thought if they knew how we left things off the last time we saw, if he had his way, he would probably be demenading for my head right now. Amanda and I shared knowing looks when they said he must have missed me while I was away but even that look meant nothing. We were in different head spaces. I was still in paradise according to Amanda, she didn't know how badly that one date had caused my roommate pain. Speaking of which my roommate as as drama queen that she was had not stopped blowing up my phone with text messages ever since we got here, It was amusing. When I told 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