Nan’s POVHis hands wipe away my stray tears.His large warm hands cup my face tenderly. He presses slow kisses there. He softly kisses the sharp points of my cheeks…the tip of my nose...my mouth….His lips are soft and cool against my flushed face. It is caring. It is sensual.And then he works his
I immediately turn my attention that way. Not liking the situation. My unhappiness expands when I realize the face I am looking at.I look into the face of my ex-boyfriend…David.I go to walk away. But he stops me. “Not so fast, bitch.”“Didn’t you swear I would never see your face again?” I spit ba
Third Person POVRage boiled his blood.David had everything going for him. He was handsome, charming, and on his way to the fast track in his career.He had been born to a moderately wealthy family. Enough money not to be considered middle class. But not enough status to be anywhere near the true c
“How is that my fault?” I question with skepticism.“It is all because of you. If you had just stayed out of my life, everything would be fine. I would still have my job!”‘Has this guy been inhaling fumes?’ I think faintly. ‘He has lost his mind.’I refuse to play along with his delusions. “Those s
Nan’s POVMy heart dropped.“I…I’m not…” I stutter out.David shoots me a warning glare. “Do not lie to me right now.”“How…how did you?” My words fail me.“We dated for two years…did you really think I would never notice?” He asks mockingly.My heartbeat quickens. I feel a spiky cold sweet down the
“Put it on first.” He rebukes.I push the earring through my ear lobe. A strange coldness bites my ear when I do. It makes me grimace.“That’s an earring from Frost tech.” He tells me. As though the name should mean something to me.“Explains the cold feeling.” I comment. Frustration crawls into his
Lionel’s POVJealousy is an ugly emotion.One I have never experienced before. I am the Alpha of Wolfsbane industries. What did anyone have for me to be jealous of?Yet here I am. Green envy making my clench my jaw and my claw elongate. Pathetic. ‘Only Nan could reduce me to this,’ My thoughts are
“Why were you in the car with him? I thought you swore never to speak to him again.” I say quizzically.“It surprised me. I never thought I would see him again either.” She gives a forced chuckle.“I’m sure.” I say noncommittedly. Her off behavior registering in my mind.I was too jealous to take in