“Congratulations,” the words seem to fall on Marc’s ears but he barely seemed to register anything. He could feel his heart beat loudly against his chest. Anxiety building up in him. “Congratulations, Erica.” The voice rang again and mark tried to spot the origin of the voice. Oh Right. He had to be polite. He could not afford to displease his parents on the day of his wedding. “Thanks for coming,” mark said without traces of any warmth in his voice. Then came another well-wisher and one more. His eyes searched for her again. There she was, laughing with the other bridesmaids at their table. She lifted the flute and sipped her champagne. Marc wished for nothing more than to be the glass that was pressed against her lips. He moved his gaze back to his table. “This is just perfect, isn’t it?” Erica’s assertive voice demanded an answer. Marc nodded and forced a smile. Which part of this arrangement was perfect he wondered. How had things gotten to this point? He quickly stole another
Lisa was aware of Marc’s gaze over her. She could not let him know that she noticed. It was her best friend’s wedding. She was the maid of honour. She would do nothing to jeopardize her friendship of five years. What happened that morning was an accident. It had to be. She tried to shake off the image of Marc and her, pressed together on the floor. Tobias, alpha of the west pack had booked the Olive Garden, a seven-star luxury hotel. All his guests were invited to stay for two days to enjoy the wedding festivities. All premium suites housed movie stars, politicians, and business tycoons. His daughter’s wedding was the most sought event of the year in the county. Marc had initially retaliated to the wedding, but it only took a little bending of rules and fear instilling drive to his parent’s house to convince him. Nobody had ever said no to the alpha. Marc wasn’t going to be an exception. “Which one?” Asked Erica with her eyes fixated on the two custom-made diamond necklaces.“Th
“Which one?”“What?”“The necklaces. Erica is having another meltdown over this. Put her out of her misery and chose one.”It was only then that marc noticed that she was holding something in her hands. His eyes met hers and for a moment that was all he saw. “That one.” He pointed to the diamond cluster pendant. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it? I thought it looked good on her too. She wants to look her best for you. No wonder she is nervous.”“Do people have to be nervous to want to look good for me?”“That threw her off. That was a rude thing to say. Shouldn’t he be happy that the love of his life and he were getting married and she made attempts to align his taste too? hers. But then, she felt a wave of embarrassment when she remembered refreshing her lip tint before coming here. She was never one for make-up but just before entering his suite, she looked at her reflection in the massive mirror on the corridor wall. Please with how she looked she nodded to herself. Erica had taken it u
A month after the wedding.Marc and Erica returned from their honeymoon. They both travelled through Europe for three weeks. Erica found Marc distracted a few times but didn’t care where his thoughts had drifted to. He was hers now. They were married. It wouldn’t be long before he marks her as his mate. She thought he would do that every time they slept together, but he wouldn’t. She can always make him. What was the rush now, she thought. Marc dutifully visited the places Erica wanted. He woke up every morning earlier than her to work out. That was the only time of the day he had to himself. Erica was always around, was always excited to see places, and wanted to have sex all the time. Marc had made a promise to be a good husband. He wasn’t one to go back on his words. “Dad wants to meet us for dinner,” Erica announced stepping out of her private plane. A car waited for them right next to the plane and several bodyguards stood in watch. “Sure.”The dinner lasted an hour and spann
Later the same night, Marc lay in his bed focusing on the image of Lisa from that evening. She had dressed in blue denim shorts and a baggy white shirt. He could see the traces of a bra in the shirt. His length hardened thinking of her. Her hair was pulled back and tied neatly. She was surrounded by papers and was focused on a book when they arrived. Her worked-up eyes told him how exhausted she was. How long had it been since she left home, he wondered. She had no accessories on except a watch on her wrist, he remembered. Blood rushed to her face and she seemed happy when Erica recited the same stories that she had told Tobias that evening. Lisa. That name rang in his ears. He yearned to touch her. He wanted to satisfy her in ways she hadn’t thought possible. He felt a nearly uncontrollable wave of emotions take over him when he was near her. But he had to keep it all under check. Tobias wasn’t to be trifled with. Marc had already seen the length alpha would go to ensure his daug
“She starts tomorrow, right? Be good to her” “Sure.” Nodded Marc. After the wedding, Tobias put Marc in charge of SolTech, the leading company that develops new-age solar materials. Lisa joined as head of R&D earlier that week. Tobias offered her the job personally as soon as she submitted her doctoral thesis. He wanted the best working for him. Lisa graduated from Harward and earned her PhD from Princeton. She had published several papers in the field of thin film solar cell development and Tobias wanted to incorporate her technology into his cars. Besides SolTech, Tobias owned a chain of restaurants, a car company, two major hotels in the country and a was a pharmaceutical giant. It seemed like he owned a share in industries. His name was known to everyone in the business. Since Marc had an engineering degree from MIT, he’d be suited to head SolTech. “I am appointing you the director of SolTech,” he announced to Marc, soon after the wedding. “Sure” was all Marc managed. He was
Serena, Marc’s secretary had given a tour to Lisa showing her the cluster room, and introducing the R&D team, of course, there’d be an official welcome party that evening but Serena made sure to get everyone acquainted. They walked through the Analytics Department, towards the manufacturing unit and took an elevator to the 35th floor where her office would be. The working units were on the lower floors, and the Directors, CEOs, and Heads of Departments were all on the top floor. Marc is waiting for you in the office, announced Serena. She walked Lisa into his office. She was dressed in a plain black dress that hugged her figure well. Marc was there when Erica picked up the dress. “She has to look brilliant on her first day. This would be great. Don’t you think?”“Yes,”“Hump. You are turning into the king of monosyllables. Show some enthusiasm, hon”“Sorry. I was distracted. That dress would look on you. Yes.”“Not me. LISAAA.” She exaggerated. “Ah. Yes. I am sorry.” Erica snort
The Welcome party was in the banquet hall of Olive Garden, the hotel that Tobias owned. This is where Erica and Marc had gotten married. The banquet hall was much smaller than the reception hall but its size still overwhelmed Lisa. She had gotten herself a few new dressed from the signing bonus. Every employee at SolTech was always dressed their best. Lisa didn’t want to stand out in her baggy shirts and denim, her comfort clothes. She had chosen a blue cocktail dress for the evening that ran down to her ankles. The white creeper painted on the side of the dress seemed to rise her body. She had let her hair loose that fell on her shoulders. Her heels were a little uncomfortable as she still hadn’t broken into them. After half an hour of acquainting herself with everyone again, she slowly moved to the floor-to-ceiling window. The moon was bright and round. That was one thing she always kept an eye out for. The moon. It gave her peace. Whenever she was surrounded by people she would
“Someone’s on our tail,” Marc whispers to me. We were on our way to the house when Marc noticed a car following us. “Speed up,” I told him calmly, trying not to scare Tia. Before we could react or plan, a car came out from the side of the road and hit ours. Marc lost control and we hit a tree. Damn. We are surrounded. Four men come out of the car that just hit us and four from the one that followed. I know Tobias sent them. The battle rules stop him from attacking Lisa or the house but not us out in public. I’d be kidding if I didn’t see this coming, but we can’t let him think we are weak.“Tia, Marc, are you guys okay?” I ask and see that they are both slightly bruised but alright. We quickly get out of the car and Marc turns instantly. “Take Tia back to the house. Keep her safe.” “But,”“No buts. I got this, she’s too young to fight, you know it. I’ll hold them off.” “No. We are leaving together.” Marc asserted nudging Tia to hide behind him and preparing to fight.“I said, g
I open the door to my apartment in a haste and make my way to my bed, dropping, almost instantly, on the bed. I look at the ceiling and all I see is her face. This isn’t the time for all that. She has a massive battle coming up that could cost her life. She is with Marc, who if I take her word is a werewolf. There is no way I could get into a fight with him and win. I have been around her for years and nothing. He waltz into her life for a few months and now he is in her life, her bedroom and her heart. Maybe I should tell her how I feel about all this? But what happened today could so easily be the construct of my mind, I contemplate loosing her altogether."Behave, or it'll be the end of you."Marc’s word ring in my ears and I find myself both terrified and angry at the same time. Jealousy and frustration of being powerless drive me crazy and strip my clothes and step into the shower for the second time today. I slam my hand hard against the wall again. It feels like I am back to
I can’t believe I let his name slip out like that. I am with Marc. There is no doubt that I have strong feelings for him but this moment right now has taken me on a tempting journey and I feel like I need to finish it. I can’t do that to Marc. I have a lot going on right now, I decide against confusing Chris and complicating things further. Maybe I am mistaken that he wants me. He has never shown any interest in me romantically. I have never given it any thought either. Our friendship was never subjected to any romantic tests, but then why now? I decide to put an end to whatever this is, and get up from the couch.“I am sorry. I, .. I need some water. I’ll be a minute.” I barely get the words out. To my surprise Chris holds my wrist and pulls me to him. I am now on his lap. He brushes my hair with his palm and pulls it at the back of my head, pushing me with his hand towards him. Our faces have never been this close. Has he always been this masculine, I notice the muscles in his arm
I am a very focused man. I listen carefully, understand what I’ve heard and am always aware of my surroundings. But looking at Lisa sitting next to me, has my senses disoriented. I know she is speaking, but I am barely able to fathom the words. My only desire at this moment is to have my moving lips crash with mine. I have a pressing need to drink the words out of her mouth and stop when I have screaming my name. I have always been careful to not make her uncomfortable. She could never guess my feelings for her because I was always carefully hiding them. I think there comes in point in every person’s life when everything they keep buried in the deepest corner of their heart propels out with maximum force. I am observing her as she bites her lip. Hold on a moment? Did she just bite her lip? I feel a tension growing in my pants. Her eyes are now locked with mine and both a second both of us find ourselves without words. I look at her neck and want to kiss it. To my surprise, she brus
I took my time getting clean as I reflected on the workout. Since we emerged from the woods, I have sensed the wolf being defeated by my inner hunter. Mom assured me that given the large number of werewolves in our area, it is only normal. My innate desire to find safety coincides with an inclination to oppose other animals in conflict. The wolf in me restrains me, or at least makes an effort to. I applied soap to the area of my arm that I had previously bruised when defending myself from Mom. My previous night's restlessness had suddenly returned. After washing my hair, I went to the bathroom mirror. I wonder how Mom felt growing up in such a lovely home.I blew my hair dry and wore a white T-shirt with shorts. I was on my way to the kitchen to get a glass of water when I met Chris. "Hello, you!" I laughed merrily. Although I have a very awkward social life, Chris has always made me feel at ease."Hey, L." "Have you been waiting for a while? If I had known you would arrive at this
Everything Lisa said to me yesterday is still registering in my mind. She isn't really what we'd call a human, but that doesn't concern me in the least. Knowing that she was honest with me and did not withhold any information makes me feel at ease. I'm taking it easy this morning because I don't have to report to work today. I get into the shower after taking off my clothing. Right now, she is the only thought that I can hear around me.I have to control the ache of wanting to be with her as I feel myself getting hard against the water. She is currently with someone else. I repeat it out in an effort to force myself to accept the truth. My cock stiffens as I continue to think about her. I find myself banging my palm on the wall and come out of the bathroom with a rock-solid erection. Despite the fact that I know she doesn't want me, I can't bring myself to feel any relief when I think about her. I owe it to her as a friend to be there for her. My thoughts keep going back to all the ti
I woke up a little earlier than Lisa and observed how peacefully she slept. She’s got a face with a view. It’s lovely to look at. How I wish we had met under different circumstances, in a different world."Morning," she purred, still sleepy."Go back to sleep," I tell her. "It’s still dark "But we have to start training." She said she was trying to find her determination to leave the comfort of the bed.I moved closer to her and kissed her on the forehead. "How are you feeling now?""I am better." She asserted. "I don't know what got to me last evening. But I am fine now.""Alright then, let’s freshen up and get you battle-ready."Veronica was already up and fidgeting with the coffee maker."Mom?" Veronica looked at Lisa and smiled. "I’ve been trying to get this damn machine to work, but it just won’t budge.""Let me take a look at that." I jumped in."Alright. I will leave you to it. Lisa, why don’t you train with me today? I’ll get changed. Meet me in the garden in five minutes."
I spent a very long time staring at my screen before deciding to text her. I was enraged that I couldn't reach her for weeks and then when I did, she was in danger of dying. I could not bear to witness her suffering. I tried to keep her safe for many years. She had gotten herself into a pickle, and I had been ignorant of it, which was aggravating.Marc. My mind was whirling around that name wildly. He had never looked at Lisa in a way I liked. Even during his wedding, the idiot kept staring at her. He came right after us to the dance floor when I ordered her to get up and move. It was clear that he had the wrong intentions for her. They were together at this point. When did Lisa first feel something for him?I stayed away while she finished her PhD thesis since I didn't want to interfere with her research. I thought that I would finally be able to convey to her how I felt for her—how I had felt for her all these years—now that she had her ideal job and we could work together.I roll
Although I am relieved that Marc and I were able to work things out, I find Marc's persistent jealousy to be annoying. He seems to become enraged every time I mention Chris, whether it be at the dance at his wedding, our meeting in his office, or now. It strikes me as juvenile. The warmth of the hand felt amazing against the cold water that was dripping down my skin. I felt a hand glide up on my back. We have already found an agreement to our argument tonight, so I'm not really angry with him, but for some reason I'm restless right now. I need him to continue because I'm feeling hungry inside, but tonight in particular, I'm more tense than ever."Are you okay?" Marc questions me.I lied and said, "Yes," not understanding what had made me get frustrated. I feel as though something or someone is missing. As Marc chews on my mating mark, I experience an intense tug. He gives it a quick kiss before sucking on it and lightly biting the corners. My thigh muscles tense, and I can feel my