“Bruce had a change of plans.” Nancy said, plucking at a loose thread on the hem of her dress. She always seemed to only wear dresses. “But I’m going to turn it into my favor.”“Hmm,” Ella said disinterestedly, “What’s that?”“He agreed to my plan of drugging Logan and sleeping with him.” A smirk twisted the sides of her lips. “Bruce thinks I’m only just going to pretend to sleep with him while he takes videos and have it sent to Aimee. He doesn’t know I fully intend to conceive of a child for his brother.”“Where does this put me?” Ella suddenly snapped, her eyes alight with irritation.“I didn’t ask you to rush ahead and turn yourself into a fucking rogue with a bounty prize over her head.” Nancy snapped right back. “Anyway, once I conceive of his baby, Logan will only care about me and then once I have him under my thumb, I’ll make him let you back into the pack and Aimee is yours to do with as you please. Do you still want Damien or you’re done with his bullshit after everything?”
After he finished speaking, he took his jacket and wanted to walk towards the door but his vision was so blurry that he could barely see his own fingers held in front of his face clearly..Seeing him like this, Ethan didn't feel comfortable to let him drive, so he hurried over to help him, his eyebrows wrinkled in disgust.Logan’s body began to heat up, and an indescribable sensation pulsed through him."Go to the room upstairs,” Ethan said, supporting him to stand. “You can’t drive in this state.”Logan suppressed the impulse in his heart and said that he had already guessed that he was just not only drunk. Something else was going on.Ethan also noticed it, and his eyes flashed coldly, "Such a problem actually happened in my place! Should I call the doctor?"The effect of this drug was very strong that Logan shook his head, his tone was painfully suppressed, "Take me to the room..."Ethan didn't dare to delay, and helped him out.Nancy’s eyes lit up in the corridor as she saw them s
Aimee was sick with worry. She moved her wheelchair to and fro as she counted the hands of seconds with the clock as it ticked by. Where was Logan? He had been gone before she woke up and when asked, Damien said he’d gone to take care of some pack business and would be back before noon.But it was already 7pm in the evening and there was no sign of him. Her heart felt heavy at the thought of what he could be doing that would keep him out this late. She even felt worse because she couldn’t go out to look for him. Her legs were pulsing with pain from how worried she was too. She just felt extremely miserable and lonely. Damien had stayed with her for the most part of the morning but when he tried to kiss her, she’d told him to get out of her sight. He didn’t even seem apologetic after she brushed him off. Aimee knew Damien had changed, had gotten colder and brazen. Anything she tried to talk to him about Ella, he was really cold and gaze little information. He was searching for her, all
Logan woke up with a start, the jarring screech of the alarm cutting into him like a meat-saw slicing through bone. His eyes fluttered open groggily, staring at the dull ceiling above him as cognizance slowly found him.Fuck. Another day. Another day has dawned. Without her.He showered quickly, got out and as he wiped the steam from the mirror, he took his reflection in with a pathetic blend of disappointment and acceptance. His eyes were hollow and drawn, vague blue-black rings forming semi-circles beneath them.“Maaateee.” He whispered, as he leaned both hands on the sink, trying to say the word the way Aimee used to say it to him. “Maateee.” He knew it was pathetic. But fuck, there was a big hole in his chest that refused to fill up. He shook his head and a sigh rose to his lips.You have got to pull yourself together. Fucking hell he had to. He couldn’t afford to lose his shit like he had that day. No, he had to be strong.He roughly rubbed a towel into his hair, collecting the d
“This is perfect.” She adjusted her sunglasses, trying and failing to move around on the sun lounger. The sun was just right, cooking her skin into a smoothed light brown. “You are perfect.” Came the deep masculine voice next to her. She blushed. Hard. Compliments never seemed to come short from him.“Do you want more of that?” he pointed at the coconut milk she’d been sipping since they arrived at the beach on the private property.“Nah, I’m cool.” Her eyes, hidden by the glasses crinkled at the sides from the grin that appeared on her lips. She couldn’t remember when last she felt this happy. Something she thought was never possible for her after everything. “You’re thinking, Aimee.” He sang, making her chuckle lightly. “Remember our promise.”“Fine. Fine. Sorry.” She muttered, leaning over to reach for the sunscreen but she was too far from it. if she could just move her legs so she would be able to…“There. I got you.” He grabbed the bottle and handed it to her. As she took it,
"When are you going to take this off?" Aimee giggled, lightly touching the blindfold placed over her eyes. It was double-folded so there was no way she could see through the material. Curiosity had her senses piqued and she wondered where they were headed as she could feel the vibration of a car's engine beneath her."I have a truth to show you, Aimee, and then you choose." Her professor's voice came back all mysterious and dark, making Aimee roll her eyes.It might end up being another surprise like the one he'd given her a few days ago. That had been one of the happiest times of her life. Lily spent the entire day with them and when she left, she left with the promise not to tell a soul of Aimee's location. "But I wanna see now!" She whined, trying to peek through but stopped when she felt the pressure of his hands on her thighs."Stop." He murmured. "Just a little while longer.""Fine. A clue though?" She begged, shrouded in darkness."Hmmm." He hummed thoughtfully. "Do you trust
"Who have we come to say hi to again, Daddy?" Taylor inquired glancing over her shoulder at her father who towered above her. He lowered his gaze, beholding the captivating green eyes of his daughter, which mirrored his. A smile played at the corners of his lips and stretched them until his pearly whites greeted the twin, who had a look of inquisition etched to her face. "Well," he began, placing a hand on her shoulder and softly squeezing it. "Grandma," a chuckle that sounded like a rumble from the back of his throat slipped out of his mouth at the question. Taylor lowered her head, returning her eyes to the tombstone that had the name, "Elaine" engraved on it. Her eyes scanned for when her grandmother was born, and when she saw it, she snapped her gaze to her twin sister, Carla. Both girls crouched in front of the tombstone, dropping off the flowers their father had purchased for them. "What killed grandmother Elaine?" Carla asked, throwing a glance of inquisition over her shou
And we've have come to a definite end for these characters. If you got to this stage of the book with me, thank you so much for hanging on.I really do hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing.A little honesty tho, I had a lot of wtf moments while trying to build a cool male lead. With his backstory of abandonment issues, Logan seriously was out of control and I got overwhelmed a couple of times thinking of ways to make him cool... I kept thinking how do I make this guy lovable by my readers cos lol!!! I live for y'all honestly. Maybe it's my BPD, I just feel like this isn't my best or isn't up to par... I don't know (cue in y'all's reviews lol)A BIG Sorry to any of you who dropped a comment along the way saying the storyline wasn't what you wanted. any mistaken words would be cleared up once the editors resume.Thank you once again for reading and following my books.Lastly: This book led me down a path of self discovery and I realized that the world of werewolves wit