Aimee’s P.O.VAlpha Logan was here. And he was angry…not angry…he was bursting at the seams with rage. And it…oh goddess, it made my heart tremble with anticipation. Shameless arousal coursed through me, travelling south of my body and Kira was literally a puddle of horny goo in my mind.Was he going to tie me up like the last time? Was he going to rub the slick spot between my thighs and withdraw just when I was going crazy? Maybe I was out of my mind, but the rage that twisted Logan’s lips was the most sexually charged expression I’d ever seen on his face and it was a crazy heady foreplay for me. The sharp line of his jaw and the straight slope of his flaring nose were enough to distract me from the bad news I’d heard earlier.I was so turned on I felt I would burst into flames. My gaze were fixated on his lips as the bass of the club thumped at my ears and it took me a while to realize, he was speaking. No yelling. He was yelling.“What the hell are you doing here?” his words were
Ella's P.O.VIt has been a week since I found out Katie was missing and the panic has drained out of me when I got the description of the men they'd seen around her that night.Clean cut, handsome and Alphas. Warrick was none of that. Ugly. SCARRED, were better adjectives to describe him. He was the leader of misplaced rogues and as much as that sounded beautiful, he wasn't doing the world a favor. He blackmailed rogues… minor rogues mostly and used them for his benefits. If you were a boy, you'd automatically become one of his goons but if you were a girl, well he'd sell you off as a sex slave.That was the life I lived before I escaped with Katie's help. She was recruited into Warricks Abyss and we bonded during one of the food fights.Warrick's men liked to do something sick but they found it highly entertaining.Flashback:Amid a barren landscape that seemed to have forgotten the vibrant colors of life, the air hung heavy with a nauseating blend of misery and decay. Broken tents
Aimee’s P.O.VMorning sunlight filtered through the glass panes, casting a warm glow across the room I still hadn’t gotten used to, maybe because it was a huge difference from the one Alpha Logan had given to me before stripping me off my dignity and my…happiness.Perched on the edge of the stiff lump called a bed, the ache in my chest mirrored the weight of my suffocating present. The room seemed to constrict around me, packed with the shadows of memories I couldn’t escape. My heart was a shredded mess, reverberating with the cruel cadence of Alpha Logan’s words—the ones he hurled at me that night with ruthless abandon.I clenched my fists, nails digging into my palms as if to steady myself against the onslaught of emotions coursing through me. somehow I was grateful that he had thrown me out, or how would I be able to stay in that room where every inch of space had been tainted by his presence and the poison he had injected into my heart.In my trembling hand, I held a lighter, its
Hi lovelies, the previous chapter i uploaded yesterday was a big mistake. I uploaded my "draft" for a new chapter instead of the real content itself. My biggest apologies. Thank you for reading and supporting this story! Thank you so so much! I love you! Keep reading and let me know your thoughts!the first paragraph is exactly what i wanna say but the system won't let me upload until the words are more than a hundred. So, i guess we hanging out here till it does lol. Shit, still at 88 words. Okay, 92 now. Bye and enjoy these carefully structured scenarios my brain won't stop feeding me!
Aimee’s P.O.VMorning sunlight filtered through the glass panes, casting a warm glow across the room I still hadn’t gotten used to, maybe because it was a huge difference from the one Alpha Logan had given to me before stripping me off my dignity and my…happiness.Perched on the edge of the stiff lump called a bed, the ache in my chest mirrored the weight of my suffocating present. The room seemed to constrict around me, packed with the shadows of memories I couldn’t escape. My heart was a shredded mess, reverberating with the cruel cadence of Alpha Logan’s words—the ones he hurled at me that night with ruthless abandon.I clenched my fists, nails digging into my palms as if to steady myself against the onslaught of emotions coursing through me. Somehow I was grateful that he had thrown me out of the Alpha’s mansion, or how would I be able to stay in that room where every inch of the space had been tainted by his presence and the poison he had injected into my heart.In my trembling h
Aimee’s P.O.VThe day had been an absolute whirlwind, and let me tell you, nothing, and I mean nothing, could have prepared me for what happened next. Picture this; me minding my own business, trying hard to forget the trash fate had thrown my way, when out of the blue, Mr. Professor—yeah, that stern, seemingly untouchable guy—decides to drop a bombshell. Lunch invitation. Oh, you bet I had to double-check my ears to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. “Lunch? Are you serious?”He nodded, his expression sincere. “Absolutely. I know I messed up earlier, but I’d like the chance to make it right.”Usually, I’d be all about jumping into a new adventure, but this? This was different. This was like playing with fire, or walking on a tightrope. I mean it’s not every day your professor first flirts with you in some party, and then ask you to grab a bite to apologize for being an ass, right? There’s that whole student-teacher dynamic to consider, a set of unspoken rules that hung over us like a dark
Aimee’s P.O.V“Is this you in the flesh or am I dreaming?” I whispered as Lily jumped into my arms, filling my nostrils with her vanilla and peaches scent. “Oh goddess, you are real.”My eyes stung as I drew in her scent, still finding it hard that my best friend was here with me.“I missed you so much!” She cried into my ears and I could feel the tears from her eyes soaking my clothes. “Did you get my letters, Aimee? I wrote to you every day, every single day but you never did respond. I thought maybe you were busy with school stuff.”I froze in her embrace, slowly pulling away as a chill enveloped me. “You wrote to me?”Through the bleak lights from the lanterns, I saw her shake her head fervently, before dropping her eyes to my lower body. Then she gasped, grabbing my wrist and twisting it to catch the light. “There’s the bracelet Ty and I chose for your birthday.”Shaking with disbelief, I looked beyond the mass of Lily’s red hair, to where I’d seen the Alpha stand with Damien but
Aimee’s P.O.VMy mouth was hanging open as I followed the entranced Lily into the halls. Maybe she heard my questions or was just far too gone to respond, I had absolutely no idea. All I could see was her shoving through the crowds in pursuit of whatever scent was assailing her senses.When I finally caught up to her, my heart dropped to the ground with a plopping noise as I see her standing in front of Alpha Logan, staring at him with star-crossed eyes. What? Were they mated? What cruel joke was the moon goddess playing on us? A lump constricted my throat and I moved closer, only to realize, she wasn’t talking to Alpha Logan. No. it was the man beside him who I later discovered was Professor Liam Blackwood’s older brother, Alpha Ethan of the Blood Moon Pack. Oh my…he was Lily’s Mate.Fear twisted my insides as I watched him lead her away from the halls, at a loss on what to do. Do I follow her to put an eye on her? Or do I let her figure it all out with him? Staring after their ret