"That might cause some panic if you do." A muffled voice just outside the door said to me. I gasped and flung the door open, glaring at the wolf who couldn’t seem to stay even a floor away from me.
“What are you doing up here?!” I whisper yelled, cheeks burning in fury. Beta Carter merely stared at me for a moment, a light smirk resting on his plump lips but a strange emotion shining in his crystal blue gaze.
“I thought I would bring you dessert, mate. You left before we got to the best part.” he gestured to the two bowls of apple pie and vanilla ice cream in his hands. I had a feeling he was talking about more than just the food but I wouldn’t dare comment on that. Not if I wanted to get through this night with my dignity... and the same pair of panties.
“Are you going to let me in or are you going to just continue staring at me?” His smirk widened. Does this man ever not smirk?
I sighed in defeat. “Fine, come in.” I pulled the door open wider for him and sat at the desk chair. “But afterwards, you seriously need to leave. I’m pretty sure my mother’s going to have a heart attack if you’re here all night.”
“She did seem over protective.” Beta Carter handed me my warm pie. My mouth watered at the sight. Another thing I love about being in this novel is the food. Paisley’s mom is an amazing cook.
Gentle soothing tingles hummed down my arm as our fingers touched. I grit my teeth at the feeling, trying not to fall prey to his teasing.
“You just can’t help yourself, can you?” I grumbled. Beta Carter laughed and sat on my bed, joy evident on his face. I sat over at my desk, keeping a room’s length apart from him.
“I can’t help that you’re so easy to tease. It just excites me.” He grinned a full smile. Nothing like the masked smile he gave the crowd earlier today. A true smile that made his face glow. I felt my breath catch in my throat as I stared.
So this is the smile of the man behind the perfect mask. I couldn't help but think about how I liked this smile so much better than every other one he'd given to everyone.
A low sensual growl snapped me from my stupor. “You better stop looking at me like that, mate, if you want me to keep my promise not to touch you.” I gulped as the sound still echoed in my head. My heart started to race again as I rubbed my legs together subconsciously. Another growl, this time even deeper and closer sounded in front of me. I blinked and found Beta Carter on his feet before me, holding out two hands to me with the palms stretched out forth. Before I could pick my brain up off the floor I found myself grasping his hands and being pulled up from the chair.
Beta Carter held me close, chest to chest, as he started sniffing the crook of my neck. His nose sensually glided along my bare skin. A breathy whine left my lips as he rumbled in approval- the sound resonating in my chest and sending its tantalizing waves down my body.
“B-Beta Carter-” I tried to force myself to snap back into reality.
“Just Carter, baby girl.” He chuckled against my skin. “Unless there’s something else you’d like to call me?” His voice was filled with dark promise. He glided his nose all the way up my neck till his breath was felt in my ear. “I’m open to a lot of different options.”
My brain was officially on overload. I couldn’t focus on anything except his lips as they gently kissed my ear, his hands sliding up and down my back before one burrowed a home in my hair, the other inside my jean’s back pocket, cupping my rear. I whimpered.
“Hm? What was that?” He nibbled my ear before pulling me impossibly closer to the point where I was pressed up against his member. I was panting at this point. "I need your words, beautiful. I can't give anything to you until you tell me what you want." His throat hummed and I realized I had failed my mission in keeping my panties dry.
"I want..." My breath left my as he kissed my throat, my eyes toward the ceiling. I blinked in pleasureful confusion. What was I saying again?
Carter seemed to read my thoughts. "You want...?" His open mouthed kisses traveled closer and closer up to my mouth as his hand that cupped my rear started traveling on its own course down south. My heart raced and this time not with anticipation.
“S-stop.” I forced myself to say. Carter froze and pulled back to look down at me in question. I nodded and said it again. Without another word, Carter dislodged himself from me- leaving me cold and feeling empty. I almost cried at how wrong it felt.
“I-I’m sorry, Paisley.” Carter hung his head and slumped onto the bed again, scratching his hair and groaning. “I lost control. I’ll do better next time, you have my word.” He met my eyes with sorrowful promise, shame clutching his skin. My heart nearly broke at the sight.
“No- no. That’s not it. I just-” I grunted in frustration and pressed the palms of my hands into my eyes. I was frustrated with myself for stopping, for letting it go on that long, and especially for not being able to enjoy it without a guilty conscience.
He's Paisley's, not mine.
“We can go as slow as you’d like.” Carter jumped to his feet and crossed the distance between us.
“That’s not...” I sighed. How did I even begin to tell this male that I couldn’t be with him because I wasn’t his actual mate. Tears started to sting my eyes and leak into my palms.
“Hey, it’s okay.” Carter rubbed my back soothingly. “I know it’s a lot to take in, especially considering you’re a human too. It’s probably really overwhelming.” He cooed gently. I whimpered and backed away from his touch, my head lifting towards the ceiling trying to keep the tears in. I pulled my hands away from my face to see Carter's worried face which made the tears fall harder.
“Why do you have to be so good to me...” A sob left my lips.
“What do you mean?” His dark brow furrowed.
I faced him full on, although he was blurry from all the tears running down my cheeks.
“Carter, I can’t be with you.” I trembled, shutting my eyes in shame. My throat closed up to the point where I had trouble swallowing. Everything in my body physically hurt at that sentence. No, it wasn’t my body. It was Paisley's body. I had to remember that.
All was silent for a moment. It was so still I almost thought Carter left the room till I opened my eyes and beheld a sight that would forever be the main event of my nightmares.
It all started with a contest. My favorite author was hosting it to market the release of her latest book. Naturally I took part but never in a million years did I think I would win. And it wasn’t just some small prize either. It was a signed hardcover version of her latest book as well as a personal note from the author- at least, that’s what it was supposed to be. I did not expect to wake up in the world of my favorite novel series.“Paisley, wake up and get dressed! The alpha’s family is coming for lunch in an hour!” I groaned in response and wet my stinky dry mouth.Did I mention that it happens to be a werewolf novel? A feel-good romance series where the main female lead is super submissive, the male lead is the alpha of his pack and there’s lots and lots of unnecessary drama?I know, I know what you’re thinking- but hey, it’s a guilty pleasure of mine. I can’t help myself. Don’t judge me. We don’t pleasure shame here.Alright, alright, moving on before I say anything else that s
Twenty-four hours could not go slow enough. It didn’t help that every time I tried to fall asleep in my bed I worried I would wake back up in my rundown apartment before I would get to see my favorite character, but I suppose the moon goddess and the author smiled down on me because thankfully- I am still here to witness the return of Beta Carter to the Lockwood Pack.And I bought a camera.Is it considered stalking if I take a picture of his face if he’s not a celebrity or public figure?We’re not going to think about it.I previously asked my ‘father’ if they had any plans to throw a welcome back ceremony for Beta Carter but he just shook his head however he did tell me that the Beta would be at the pack house around noon. Apparently several high ranking wolves and their families were going to greet him at the pack house when he arrived."I'm surprised you're interested in the welcome party! You usually don't participate in these kinds of things." He remarked with a smile. I was abo
"I hope I get a commission for those photos." A smooth, velvety voice spoke behind me, whispering something sinful down my spine. The hair on the back of my neck and arms stood up in attention and my knees shook with anticipation but for a moment, I held still, staring at the photos, my back to the pack house. To anyone, it would have seemed as if I didn’t hear a voice behind me- but I knew, and he knew that I was at full attention.“Did you get my good side, at least?” Footsteps crunched on the gravel growing louder by the second but I still couldn’t move from my frozen position. Suddenly, two large rough hands slid sensually over my arms and tenderly enclosed my hands holding my camera. An overwhelming warmth pressed softly against my back, tingles racing down my spine as a warm breath blew against the back of my neck and shoulder. I couldn’t help but let out a subtle gasp.The voice hummed in approval, gazing at the picture I took- the one of Beta Carter’s desire made plain and cle
I barely recall how I made it home. I only kept myself from sobbing until I reached Paisley’s bedroom. Not once in my life did I envy a person as much as I envied Paisley. And it wasn’t just for Carter but her family as well. And they were close- thick as thieves. Paisley spent her evenings hanging out with her parents rather than any friends because she was just that close to her family. And I?... Well, that’s another matter.“Paisley? Are you alright?” My mother, or rather- Paisley’s mother knocked on the door. I tried to clear my throat before speaking but a tremble came out as I shouted I was fine. “You don’t sound fine. Can I come in?”I ignored her and flipped through my journal I had been keeping since I entered this world. “Paisley?” She asked again.“Ugh, I said I was fine, didn’t I?!” I shouted back. There was silence for a moment before Paisley’s mother murmured an ‘all right’ and left.Groaning, I slammed my head into Paisley’s desk and mentally kicked myself for how I spo
A sudden knock sounded at the door.“Paisley, your dad’s home and he wants to speak with you. Both of you.”Our gaze returned to each other briefly before I took the initiative to widen the distance between us and open the door. My 'mother' still stood there in the doorway and briefly peered in before releasing the tension in her shoulders seeing Beta Carter standing in the middle of the room and nowhere else- for example- the bed. I discreetly rolled my eyes and made my way downstairs, Beta Carter following behind me- teasingly stroking down the back of my upper arm. Pleasurable tingles raced down my skin like a line of charged electricity everywhere he visited. I had to cough to clear my own intimate thoughts which I’m sure were showcased on my face. I could feel the burning shame coursing through me. I quickly pinched myself as punishment for not keeping my distance from the man so soon after I decided not to.My 'father' paced the living room and stopped when he saw us. “Paisley,
Unfortunately, Carter ended up staying for dinner, and now I am stuck sitting next to a man who can melt an ice cube with his looks alone. And what makes matters even worse is his subtle teasing and sensual touches he enacts upon me every chance he gets. He reaches for the salt? He'd accidentally brush hands with me. He wants to adjust himself to focus more on what my father is saying? His knees would ‘accidentally’ knock into mine for a moment as he did so. At first he would apologize like it was some sort of accident but after the third time, he stopped apologizing and just let it happen. Every time he did, I refused to acknowledge it. He just wants a reaction because it eggs him on so I refuse to give him one.Now do you see my dilemma?In fact, at this very second, Carter’s latest attempt of riling me up by leaning over me to grab the tray of green beans had me gasping involuntarily. I couldn’t help it! His scent practically invaded my nose and his rippling bicep muscles were on d