Third Person POV Nan Lupa…Nan freaking Lupa…Malina could not believe that gold digger’s audacity.The party had been as expected. Fundraising for some poor peasants that nobody actually cared about. Cold cunning and ruthlessness hidden behind society polite smiles and feigned interest in each other
I only pay attention to the ones that I see have potential to be one of those select few. The conversations are less boring and allow me to get a better understanding of their potential. I like to stay informed about potential allies.Thompson bowed his head to me. “That’s not a bad idea. I’ll have
Nan’s POVI want Lionel back by my side.David stayed true to his word for once. I did not see his face again. But my ego is still a little stung.I decide to return to my place on the outskirts of the party. But David’s reaction gnawed at me. His entire attitude changed the moment he noticed my nec
And paint the situation in such a way. “I-that’s not what-” My confusion makes my tongue clumsy.Lionel is still incensed. “What made you think that doing this was okay? That this is acceptable?”His anger begins to make sense. The picture does appear incriminating. From an outside perspective, I ca
Nan’s POV…He pulls me into a fiery kiss…I am consumed by flames.Or at least it feels that way. I surge into the kiss. Reckless and wanting.My anger has not disappeared. This kiss does not magically make me forget my anger. Instead, my anger has changed.Anger becomes passion. Transformed into so
I do not know how much further this will go. I do not care. I am too lost in my pleasure.But then Lionel’s fangs scrape lightly against my throat. Not drawing blood, and gentle. Right above the spot that mates bite into to claim each other.At the same time, I feel something hard against my stomach
Nan’s POVA cold war had broken out in the house.Weeks had passed since our kiss. We could barely stand to be in the same room as each other. I tried not to speak to him unless I had no choice.If he walked into a room I was in, I would try and find an excuse to exit. I knew he must have been doing
Then he inhales sharply. Nods at me and takes Vera’s hand. And with that Patti and I are left alone.An unnoticeable, soft breath escapes me. One I had not noticed I’d been holding in anticipation. I gather the dishes up and take them to the kitchen.I rinse the dirty plates and get the wash water r
Third Person POVIt had been the easiest wedding Nan had ever planned.She knew that she might have been stressed under any other circumstances. Nan had survived much worse than planning her own wedding. So this did not phase her.Scarlett and her sister had been a huge help in that regard.Nan was
He pulled out all the way and then slammed back in. Again and again. It was fast and brutal.I loved every second of it. This is what I had been craving. Lionel at his wildest and utterly crazed for me.At one point he turned me onto all fours. This new ankle only brought him deeper. Making me clenc
Nan’s POVIt should have been awkward.We were on a deserted island. The heavy weight of history of this place resting over us like a dark cloud. Exposed to the elements.It should not have been as arousing as it was.There was something about this that excited me. We were out in the open. Anyone co
I felt sick to my stomach. Everything I had uncovered had hinted at some dark origins. I could not have imagined anything like this.I could imagine it in my mind’s eye. The betrayal from the people they had led. Blood and shackles their new fate.“Only one clan remembered its original purpose. Only
Nan’s POVThis was the moment I had been waiting for.Mr. Holder had allowed us to go home and rest for a while. Correctly guessing that Lionel and I needed time to rest after that ordeal. Neither of us wanted to be far from each other that night.Mr. Holder had requested for us to meet with him at
I let the bond wash over me. Lionel pushes his emotions through. His fear, his worry, his love.I send back my own terrible fear and pain. He takes it into himself. Almost cupping it like he would a wound.There are no true words in the bond. Not really. But if there were…‘Remember…fight…remember w
Nan’s POVMy entire world was aflame.Fire filled my vision. Smoke burned my lungs. I held my breath.The fire licked at my skin. Heated my blood. Seeking to fill the hollow of my bones.The strangest thing was that I was not burning.I should have been. Any normal fire would nave incinerated me. Ye
“Yes?”“If we do this-” She begins.“Nan!” I interject sharply.I am ignored.“-and it fails…what will happen to me?” She asks tightly.He meets her gaze head on. Unflinching. “You would most likely perish.”“See?! It’s too risky!” I growl.Nan is not paying me any mind. Her attention is directed at
Lionel’s POV“Today marks your third trial.”“What is today?” I ask weakly. “Running through the forest…a treasure hunt?”Each trial had gotten progressively more difficult. I had not forgotten the man’s last words to us. Knowing that this would be the worst of all did not inspire much confidence in