“What number?” I ask, now frowning. “He never… Oh Goddess, I told him to pass you the number in person! He wanted to see the children before the business trip! Who knows if the number will still work and I worked so hard to get it! So he never stopped at your pack…” Realisation dawns upon her, and
ZAIA. Please say this is a lie… His words through the phone echo in my mind, making everything else fade away. “Zaia!” Annette’s distant shout echoes in my mind as I fall to my knees, broken. Sebastian left me. Tears stream down my cheeks as I clutch my chest. The pain I feel is far worse than
I turn away, my eyes stinging as I stare out through the open window at the moon above. Nothing can fix this… They enter and Atticus leaves the door open a crack, murmuring something about the children being asleep. He sits on the floor beside the bed, stretching his legs out, but I know he’s conc
ZAIA. “My patience is gone, and I don’t want to resort to any harsh methods, but I will if I have to,” I warn dangerously, my eyes flashing as I look over at Annalise. “Who was the person you talked to back in Atticus’s pack on New Year’s Eve?” It’s the following day and although I did not get any
I’ve already reset the security and call it extreme, but I am the only one who can now access the prison and security. Without my permission, no one leaves. A move that I know will only put me at further risk, but I can’t trust anyone anymore… I can still trust my friends… But can I? I hate that
ZAIA. “Think Zaia… think…” I mutter as I feel under the floorboards once again. I need it, not only to track the Sable but to find Dad. Those I have sent out to search for him have so far found nothing, as I feared. I refuse to let this put me down. This goal is all that is keeping me going stron
How do I get to the under-the-stair closet in someone else’s home? A sudden thought comes to me and taking a deep breath, I step out of the car, shouldering my bag and walk to the door. Ringing the bell, I wait. It's opened soon by a man in his late forties. “Hello… Alpha?” he looks confused befo
ZAIA. Night has fallen and I’m sitting in the lounge with Jai, Valerie, and Atticus whilst the children play before the fire. “So we don’t really know how much is needed… or exactly how to use it,” Atticus says as he examines the pouch. Rain is pouring down outside, and it’s rather windy. Somehow
I kiss her neck, nibbling teasingly on her skin, perfect… smooth… slender… She whimpers, her entire body reacting to my touch as she turns to face me. Our eyes meet, and she blushes as she grips my biceps before running her fingers down them, and then she’s fiddling with the buttons on my shirt, her
SEBASTIANOne moment I’m kissing her, the next I’m on my feet, pulling her with me as I cup her face and deepen that kiss. She tastes… like perfection.I groan, feeling my cock harden in my pants.Fuck, she’s doing things to me that no one else ever could.“Shall we get out of here?” I whisper. Her
ZAIAHe dropped me off last night promising to call me, but the day has come and gone and nothing. Maybe he realised I wasn’t suited for him.“Zaia, what is wrong with you, dear?” Mom scolds me.I look up from where I realise I’ve overpoured the juice in my glass. “Oh, I’m so sorry!” I exclaim as I
ZAIAThe weather is awful tonight, but there’s no one to pick me up. I tried to call Mom, but I couldn’t get through to her. The traffic is so bad I wasn’t able to get a taxi in this rain either, so I decided to return home on foot. I was at least able to message Mom to let her know I’m on my way ba
The rain begins pouring down as Annalise continues to drink the bottle she’s brought along. She’s pretty drunk, her words are slurring as she chatters on about something I have no interest in.The traffic is a nightmare, endless streams of red taillights stretching far ahead. I grit my teeth, wishin
Hey everyone! Just dropping by for a New Years Treat!~ The Start of Sebastian and Zaia’s Love Story ~~ SEBASTIAN ~Another lavish party, just another excuse to spend the evening surrounded by wealthy young men and women draped in slinky, expensive dresses that cling to their curves. Pleasing to t
To my dear readers,Thank you so much for accompanying me on yet another journey. Some of you have been reading my books since 2021 and others have jumped on through the years. I appreciate each and every one of you.This four-part series has been a rollercoaster ride and I enjoyed writing it, today
To my dear readers,Thank you so much for accompanying me on yet another journey. Some of you have been reading my books since 2021 and others have jumped on through the years. I appreciate each and every one of you.This four-part series has been a rollercoaster ride and I enjoyed writing it, today
“What’s wrong?” I ask sharply, closing the door behind me, surprised when Zaia lifts the trail of my dress so it doesn’t touch the bathroom floor. Neither of us exchanges a word as we look at Valerie, who is battling with herself. “Oh, I don’t know. Never mind. Let’s get back to our men.” She trie