Aimee’s P.O.V“I didn’t even get your name—” I ignored the strange guy as I pulled the skirt of my dress up to my knees and shoved through the crowd in pursuit of Logan.A weird smile danced on my face as I recalled his hurt and sweltering expression. Alpha Logan wasn't all cold? He got jealous because I was talking to another man! Oh, so cute. My stomach knotted as I’d never had anyone get so hot and bothered for me. “Wait up!” I gritted, my voice barely audible above the music and chats as I tried to follow his long strides. He walked so fast I could barely see his head through the clusters of bodies.Why was I going after him, though? I wondered as I pushed someone out of the way. I did nothing wrong, so why don’t I just leave him salty? Why did I care so much about his opinions about me? Why did it matter?My feet came to a halt as a blast of wind steered my hair—which had come loose earlier—into a wild dance around my face. I realized I was now outside the building.Streaks of l
Aimee’s P.O.VWaves of desire rendered me useless as he used the hand on my neck to steer me into the room he unlocked and deposited me on the bed that sat in the center.Aside from the red lights, I couldn’t take in anything else as my eyes blurred and my heart pounded furiously. I think I was going into heat. I tried to fight it but when I lifted my lashes, Logan was staring down at me—no hint of amusement on his face, just stark, primitive hunger and an implacable determination in his eyes that sent alarm feathering down my spine.I jerked my head as the door opened and a beautiful woman stepped into the room, instantly going on her knees.“Welcome to my Harem,” Logan growled, foiling my attempt to scramble off the bed by coming down beside me and pinning me to the mattress with insulting ease.“What are you doing?” I tried to scream, but my voice came out as a breathless whisper as he wrapped a hand around my neck. Then his other hand feathered down to the strap of my dress, and I
Aimee’s P.O.V The room smelt like sex and blood, and I sucked in air through my mouth to hold down the contents of my stomach. Goosebumps dotted my skin as I sat—knees pulled up and arms wrapped tightly around them—in a corner of the room, far away from the places Logan or Nancy had touched. Since my dress was ruined, I only had Logan’s jacket to cover my nakedness. My wolf had detached from me after Logan marked and left with Nancy in his arms. For the first time, I missed her nagging, missed her goofy smiles. No matter how much I tried to mind-link with her, she kept shutting me out. Was she hurt? Yeah, probably. But I’d warned her not to grow too attached to him. I refuse to beat myself up about her. She’d bounce back in the long run and would be stronger. The silence in the room roared loud, matching the thumps of my heart. Was I numb…in shock? I didn’t know.A yawn escaped me just as the door was pushed open. “Aimee?” I snapped my head to the side on hearing Beta Damien’s voic
Logan’s P.O.V I opened my eyes and instantly regretted it. The light was like a thousand needles piercing my skull and this strange fucking beeping noise was a siren in my ears. Fuck, what did I drink last night? I lay still for a moment, hoping the pain would subside, but it only grew worse with that fucking beeping noise. I groaned, reaching for the device, only to touch something soft…and warm. I turned to my side and saw a woman lying next to me, her blonde hair covering her face. She was naked, and so was I. Shit, who the fuck was she? Staring closer, I noted a mark on her neck tinged red and fresh. Wait! What? A mark! A fucking bite mark! I bolted upright, almost falling from the bed. A wave of nausea washed over me and I rolled over to the edge of the bed, dry heaving. The sounds I was making seemed to stir the woman awake and spiders crawled down my spine as she wrapped her arms around my naked back. “Are you okay, baby?” Her voice felt like nails scratching over a cerami
Aimee’s P.O.V I walked down the hall, my mind a web of confusion and anger. I couldn’t believe what I had just witnessed. Logan, my mate, who literally kidnapped me from my pack, forced me to remain with him or bear his child, introduced me to his business partners as his Luna, had just asked me who I was like he didn’t know me. And then followed another woman into his room. “Hey, Aimee…” I choked on a breath as Ella placed a hand on my shoulder, jolting me upright. “Good Gracious, you scared me!” I clutched my racing heart. “Sorry, if this is not a good time, I could come back later.” Her face fell and she turned to leave. I hastily reached out and held her finger. “No…Tell me what happened.” Her shoulders straightened and she turned to me with a flourish. “I found a few things on that Nancy woman…” I couldn’t believe I was back in the club. Memories assailed me and for a brief moment, my senses swam and Logan materialized beside me and wrapped his hands around my neck. “Aime
Aimee's P.O.VI blinked my eyes open, feeling a sharp tug on my scalp. I reached for the source of the pain, expecting to find a tangled knot of hair, or a loose thread from my pillow. Instead, I felt something warm and flurry. A pup? No wait, that pup? I lifted my head and saw the adorable little monster holding a clump of my hair in its mouth. It looked at me with wide, alarmed eyes, then dropped the hair and ran away, leaving a trail of saliva and strands behind it. I sat up, confused and startled. Where does it come from? How did it get into my room a second time? With everything that had been happening, I didn’t feel safe any longer. I looked around and saw the window open, letting in the morning breeze. Maybe it climbed up from outside when I saw sleeping? I sucked in a deep breath and shrug into a robe. It was probably nothing and I was overreacting. As I cleaned up in the bathroom, the events of the previous day played in my head. From the conversation I had with Ella’s sou
Aimee’s P.O.V “Who are you?” I blinked hard, unsure if I should approach whoever it was but I was saved from wondering when a figure emerged from the darkness. Oh, it was a little boy. His face was streaked with dirt and the ragged clothes on his body did little to cover his stick thin limbs. Although he looked tired, his dark eyes were filled with precaution and vigilance. Uh, why would there be a child in a dungeon? There shouldn’t be any guard so insane to lock up a child, right? I thought and then flinched when I recalled the stories Damien had told me about Logan. I guess weird shits happen in the Ridge Pack. Trying to strike up some conversation, I asked. “Hi, little guy. Who are you?” He shrugged and casually leaned against the wall. “I am your father.” What? My mouth formed the word but only a breath fell through my lips. Why was I cursed to be mated to Alpha Logan? Since the day he brought me to his pack, all I’d come across were weirdos and strange people. How could thi
Ella’s P.O.V I tiptoed towards the bed—a habit perfected from years of living in hovels and orphanages—hoping not to wake anyone in the maid chambers. I was exhausted from the long day and all I wanted was to curl up under the covers and forget everything. I reached for the thin blanket, but before I could pull it over me, a deafening crash made me jump out of my skin. I gasped and looked around, my heart back flipping in my chest. Glass shards glittered on the floor, reflecting the moonlight. The window was shattered, leaving a gaping hole in the wall. I felt a cold breeze on my face and it made my blood run cold with fear. “Who’s there?” I shakily called out and grabbed the knife I always keep under my pillow. No answer. “Uh!” I gasped as a shadow fluttered past the window, my heart slamming hard against my ribcage. “Who…who’s there?” still same as before. No, if anything I wouldn’t let them catch me first. Summoning every bit of my courage, I tightened my grip on the knife and