Nan’s POVLionel’s surprise came days later. The girls were at a friend’s sleepover. Personally vetted by his security of course.Most of the staff had been sent away for the evening.We had the entire house to ourselves.“What surprise could be waiting for me in the kitchen?” I complain as Lionel l
“You like noodles. Homemade noodles are better.” He declares. I can’t help but smile at him.“If you’re sure…” I say.He smiles loop sided at me. “I don’t mind. It just means I get to spend more time with you.”I bring my head down to hide my pleased flush. “The flour is on the top shelf to the righ
Lionel’s POVThe voice on the other end of the phone was one I had not heard from in years.Irina Farkas.“Irina?” I ask soundlessly.“Lionel, please. You have to come help me.” Irina pleads.“Irina…I haven’t heard from you in a long time.” I stutter out uselessly. Feeling stumped at this reminder o
“Just how well does she know you?” Nan’s voice is like the crack of a whip.I struggle to form words at the sight of my future mate. Beautiful and commanding. Temptation manifested into a perfect, flesh form.“Our families were really close growing up. We knew there would be a marriage alliance one
Third Person POVLionel was shocked beyond words.He had arrived at the address. Perhaps expecting Irina to be waiting outside. Nothing could have prepared him for the place he arrived at.Thoe horrible letters of the sign mocked him.Moonlit Vally Sanitarium ‘A sanitarium,’ Lionel thinks in a daze
They don’t put up a fight. Lionel almost regrets that. He had been looking forward to putting them into their place for abandoning the girl.Then comes the process of having one of his many vacation homes readied for her. Her countenance brightening as he helps her pick out décor and snacks. It’s al
Lionel’s POVIrina took up much of my time in the next few days.She needed constant reassurance. Her round the clock care was my only consolation. I often left my vacation house feeling tired and emotionally drained.Talking with Irina about the past was a double-edged sword.It reminded me of simp
“Yes.” I say.“Wolves of our status are made aware of our duties from a young age. Katya and I were always aware of a potential match between us.” I continue.“That sounds strange. To know your potential mate at such a young age.” Nan comments. No real judgement in her tone.“It’s normal for us. Lov