Nan’s POVMy career as a wedding planner is turning to dust before my eyes.That is the only explanation for the burning in my eyes. It is not tears…it’s not. It’s just the dust of my dreams in my eyes, that’s all.‘Am I cursed?’ I ponder.“A big mistake…can you elaborate on that?” I ask politely. H
That takes me aback some. “What? But how could I think of something by myself?” ‘This is not an easy fix,’ I think. ‘There’s no way I can do this alone.’ But Mr. Darren does not seem to feel any sympathy for my plight.“Don’t complain. Everyone else did their part correctly. This is your misstep.”
Nan’s POVThis must be a mistake!The man I talked to was skinny, tall, and brunette. Not this lean, short, red-haired man looking inquisitively at me and Mr. Darren. I know who I talked to.We had an entire conversation! ‘What is going on?’ I think angrily.“Jay, there is an issue we need to settle
“Are you feeling better now?” Mr. Darren eyes me critically.I give a bitter laugh. “Not really.”“It seems that this…accident will not be resolved too easily.” He remarks.“No, no, I don’t think it will.” I scoff.“Because the other party to this incident is unknown-”I interject. “But they aren’t.
Nan’s POVA silver lining in my cloud of turmoil flashes before me.I greedily grasp Mr. Darren’s verbal lifeline. “How? How do I fix this?”“You have made a dangerous enemy Ms. Lupa.” He grimly reminds me.“Mrs. Wolfsbane is not someone you or I could go up against. Especially not on her own home t
If…If…If…It is unfair. ‘But that seems to be my lot in life,’ I think. ‘No point in crying over spilled milk.’“Okay, okay. I get it.” I tell him.“Can I just have minute to think it over? I need to just…” I sigh.He nods. “I need to drop some paperwork off anyway. Let me know your decision when I
Nan’s POVHe points his finger….at my necklace. I glance back at him in confusion. “Mr. Darren?” I ask.“That could be the solution to your problem.” He answers calmly.My eyebrows furrow. “What do you mean? It’s just a gift from Lionel.”He huffs a little impatiently. “Ms. Lupa, surely you underst
‘It’s not just a trinket!’ I want to yell. ‘It means so much more than that!’But…was it really right for me to hang onto it?Mr. Darren has some good points. Wouldn’t Lionel be more upset about his relative’s ruined wedding than a silly necklace being sold? Causing problems for Lionel is the last t
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