Farren's Point of ViewCamilo swung our bodies around. Moved quicker than lightning and shoved me against the glass window on the other side of the office. Air rushed from my lungs but I continued my kisses. Sucked his lip in between my teeth. Fumbled with the buttons on his shirt.His hands framed my face now. Thumbs caressed my cheeks. I hitched a leg up over his hip. Tried to get as close to him as possible. But Camilo moved his hip away. Broke the kiss. I wanted to groan. Ask him to stop trying to lead and let me have this moment."Farren." He bemoaned. But I covered his mouth again with a kiss. Swallowed his moans whole.Finally, the first few buttons on his shirt were open. I groaned into his mouth. Swayed my head to the side slightly so that he could have open access to it. Camilo broke the kiss, as I had hoped. Planted several kisses on my neck. Over my collarbone. He had moved the shirt away from my exposed skin. Tried to get the best vantage he could.Our breaths mingled tog
Quintez's Point of ViewI couldn't get her off of my mind. Not when I was asleep. Or when I ate. Not when I had to carry out orders and sneak around in the dark. Not even when I had a rather beautiful brunette bouncing on my face and dick. Somehow, that night, I couldn't come for the first time in my life.I had seen an angel and now I craved heaven.Her beautiful long almost white hair bounced behind her as she walked. The gentle curve of her spine. It all came rushing at me when I least expected it to. Plagued me night and day. Or rather, one night and one day. But it was already maddening. To think that somewhere out in the world there was a female wolf waiting just for me. With pristine porcelain skin. Long hair. Breasts that perked up in the rain from the cold. A vision. Everything I could ever want.Needless to say, the brunette got bored of me once she realized I wasn't going to entertain her for long. Because I could feel my cock was hard. Feel the inside of her pussy. But I
Farren's Point of ViewRafael waited for me to get dressed. Had turned his back on me as I slinked into my own clothes. Just a long pale blue dress with a large white ribbon in my hair. Barefoot, because the heeled boots from earlier had eaten up my feet. "You can turn back around now," I told Raf. Tightened the drawstrings on the middle of the dress so that my waist was accentuated.With a light groan and ruffling bed sheets, he turned. Took me in with a broad sweep of his eyes. A smile broke his face in half. Lit up his eyes. "There is the girl I know." He mused. I rolled my eyes at him. Walked to the door. But before I could open it, Rafael spoke again."Have I ever told you I wasn't always an only child?" The confession came out of thin air. Gave me a pause in front of the door. I had never heard such vulnerability in someone's voice before. Some pain twinged in with the rest of the words. Swallowing down my urge to head for the hills, I turned back around. Faced him with a smil
Alejandro's Point of ViewFarren was a light in the darkness that was our lives. Without hesitation, she offered up her own money. Her home. Opened her heart to women she had never even met before. Until recently, she hadn't even known they existed.But just like that, she went into action mode. Planned how they would get back to Makatza, the werewolf capital of the world. Organized several people to go shopping for the girls. All different sizes, so no one was left behind. Offered up Lysander's services in finding their families. And if they had no one, she was more than happy to accommodate them at her estate for as long as they needed. Just so long as none of them were sold or used. All she wanted was for them to have better lives than the one they had now.A ray of light.We didn't deserve her in the world we lived in.When night finally fell, we were all settled in. Had crawled beneath a blanket each. Sat as close to Farren as the space would allow. The tv was on some movie Farr
Farren's Point of ViewThe call came not 30 minutes after his mother left. Maybe it was an hour. Or more. But the world crawled to a stop when it came. As if the earth knew that a tragedy had taken place.Alejandro was draped over my lap. He had successfully pushed Rafael off of me. Took his place with a smirk. Isabelle and Nicolas had joined us only five minutes after they had received the scolding of their lives. Camilo had made us popcorn. Each a bowl with whatever spices we wanted on top.Everything felt utterly domestic. Simple. Until Alejandro's phone rang. The man groaned from his position below me. Refused to pick it up. "Can you get that, please?" Isabelle whined from the other couch. She was intertwined with Nicolas to such a degree that I no longer knew which leg was whose. Beneath the blanket, they looked like one morphed person with two heads. At least my brother was smiling blissfully. Looked happier than I had ever seen him before."I don't want to move." Alejandro g
Alejandro's Point of ViewShe was still in the clothes I had last seen her in. Looked radiant. Except for the bruises around her neck. Red lines went from one side of her neck to the other. They contrasted her pale skin horribly. If it weren't for those red lines, I never would have known something was wrong. My mom looked like she was sleeping. Not gone from this world. Although, the beeping machine to her left indicated her heart was still going. Keeping her alive."Dominique has taken it one step too far," Rafael said from beside me. His hands were balled into fists. Mouth set into a grim line. Camilo stood at my mother's feet. Stunned into silence. Even the Don was livid. If Dominique had the audacity to go after his own wife, there was no end to what he was capable of doing."He crossed the first line when he tried to have Farren killed. This is just cementing his fate." I growled. The monitor's constant bleeps frayed my nerves. Reminded me of how fragile this life was. I hadn
Farren's Point of ViewI woke up in Alejandro's arms. Felt his body pressing into mine from the side. It was welcomed. Made me feel safe and secure. But I was cruelly reminded of all that had transpired lately. My accident. The house. His mother laying in a hospital bed on the other side of the city.All of it forced me to sit upright whilst Alejandro kept on dreaming. Didn't even stir. His snores bounced off of the walls. His lips were parted as he kept on sleeping. Shimmying my way out of his hold, I let my feet touch the soft carpet beneath the bed. For a moment, I only sat and rubbed my toes into the rug. Toyed with the lush strands. It grounded me enough that my breathing became even again. My heart stopped racing. Whilst sleeping, my body had broken into a cold sweat. Drenched my lace night dress. Let it paste to my skin. I wasn't sure of what I dreamt but knew it couldn't have been good. Not that my reality was any better.I had gotten my mates on my side. Allowed them to mov
Farren's Point of ViewThey lead me through a maze of walkways. Ushered me by my arms, even when I tried desperately to get free. Twisted my arms in their grip and wrenched. Nothing changed or happened. They would only adjust their grip and carry on.Stony faces would look nowhere else but in front of them. Even pleading my case was a ridiculous thought. But I tried anyway. There was no harm in trying. Especially seeing as I knew where they were taking me. I would rather die by my own hand than face Dominique.The wife killer."You don't have to do this, you know. I am rather wealthy. I could pay all of you even more than what Dominique and Camilo are squabbling over." My voice sounded empty. Hollow. There was no telling what ran through their minds but it was clear the feeble attempt had failed.We took another left. Ascended some stairs. Here the pipes groaned. The buzz of electricity was also louder. There was most likely a transformer close by. So was the uppermost parking area. T