We remain like that for several moments before he reaches behind me and switches off the ice-cold water. He pulls away, tugging free from my hold on his hoodie, clearly proof that he was allowing me to hold him like that and he grabs a towel. My heart pounds as his eyes rake over my body, making g
ZADE. It’s the middle of the night and despite the stuffy weather that would never usually bother me, tonight I am unable to fall asleep… Not that I sleep easily, anyway. The ghosts of the past do not let you sleep, the skeletons in the closets are always near, ready to reveal themselves and righ
‘A true Alpha questions all because he is born to be in charge… even if it means disobeying your superiors…’ That’s what he once said with pride. I didn’t kill Zaia Toussaint when she was pregnant, although I had found a chance, I hesitated. I couldn’t kill two innocents in the process… even if the
I hated her too, Melanie… just as much as Lawrence did. She gave me away… she cared far more for Zaia, keeping her with her, whilst giving me away with ease. I’m no Alpha… I’m not a good person… I am a killer and I’m alright with that. I hear her move and, unable to sleep, I stand up, deciding t
VALERIE. I switch the coffee machine on, staring at the little blue light as I hear the door shut, leaving me in here, alone, with a shirtless Zade. ‘Don’t cry, Little Mate, it makes me want to spill blood.’ His words run through my mind once again, rich and seductive like red wine, masking the s
“The third one.” “What?” “That one.” He says and I look at the movie currently ranked third. “Ah… a mystery thriller. Ok.” I say, switching it on and walking over to the sofa. I sit down, resting my elbow on the armrest, my back a little to him as I look over at the TV. Am I really watching a mo
VALERIE. An hour later, it’s over and, as he predicted, the killer was indeed Beth’s brother. The very same guy he had said it would be, but before he could say anything cocky, my phone rings and I pick it up quickly. “Zaia! How are you?” I say, not missing the way Zade stiffens. “I’m great. You
Jai’s. A flare of pain rushes through me and I’m about to rush over and snatch it from his hand when he speaks. “This is him, isn’t it? The man I killed.” My eyes flash, pain and guilt coursing through me. “Yeah, it is. Forgotten what he looks like?” I ask coldly, snatching the picture from him,
I nod, smiling slightly. “Yeah, thirteen. And she has, a lot of time has gone by hasn’t it?” I agree, looking at her. Even her… she’s not that girl anymore. So much time has gone by and yet… seeing her all dressed up like this makes me picture a life we can never have.If I didn’t kill her brother.
~ ZION ~My eyes widen as I see Uncle and Milena staring one another down right after she gave me the finger, for goddess knows what reason.Fuck, I didn’t think he’d be here today. He hates these things. My stomach twists with unease as I stride across the hall.“Uncle, this is Milena, my girlfrien
“Careful, Tobias,” one of the men warns.I sip my champagne. “I assure you; I am very critical of him too, but what I do know is he topped in every field in comparison to every other alpha in the state. He is known to be fair, reasonable, and strong enough to handle the pressure that leading the sup
~ MILENA ~“I know. Nice to meet you, Mrs King. I’m Milena,” I introduce myself as I offer her my hand, but she moves closer, giving me a hug.“Lovely to meet you, Milena. Call me Zaia.” She moves back and looks at Valerie. “This is my good friend and Zion’s aunty, Valerie.”“Nice to meet you, Docto
~~~ An hour later we are walking into a luxurious glamourous venue where the security is intense. Nothing went by undetected and I’m glad the broken vase piece is clay because we were checked over with metal detectors at the second stop before a third set of guards checked any bags. I’m not carryin
~ MILENA ~“So, you’re really not going to give me a weapon to carry?” I call through the door as I get into the dress he purchased for me. It’s gorgeous, a plain deep maroon with a slit down the left thigh and pools on the floor. It pushes up my breasts, and the corset is damn fucking tight. It’s a
I clench my jaw. “No. Nothing.”She snorts. “Right, so want my help or not?”“How can I trust that you won’t just fucking walk away?”“I told you why I was sent here. What would walking away get me when I learned fuck-all about you? Like really, what do you want from me, Zion?”“Something that will
~ ZION ~“Do you want to tell me what the hell you’re doing with a human!” Dad snarls, trying to control his anger. “This is something I’d expect from Xander, not you.”“I’m not a child that you need to tell off, Dad. I am capable of making my own decisions. You shouldn’t have come here.”“Oh really
He glares at his phone as it goes to the answering machine and turns his head to the men who had hurried in behind him, looking tense. It’s clear Zion may be their boss, but Sebastian King is still his goddamned father.“Call Zion and tell him to get here immediately.”“Yes, Alpha.” One of the men l