“The janitor’s closet is off-limits for now. Vivienne sensed a gas leak and we had to close it down.”I read the message with a smile on my lips because, yeah, there was a gas leak.I chuckle so hard my ribs hurt and my jaw aches.My jaw aches! but it’s a pleasant ache. Roman didn’t make me feel like I did a bad job, and though the fear that I did do a bad job was there, I know the experience was enjoyable for him. He came half in my mouth and all over my face, and did he moan my name? Yes.He went “Fuck. Scarlett!” My body warms at the thought of it again and I turn around in my chair. It swivels easily and Roman’s scent surrounds me.His scent is so heavily steeped into my clothes, into my skin, that I do not know what to do with the reality of the fact that someone owns me so totally.He knows me so completely his scent now feels like it’s mine.I freeze as knocks come from the door and I swivel around so fast, I almost miss the curve.Roman chortles as he walks into the office an
Roman’s pov.Scarlett shows me the text message from Hunter and she explains why he might be doing this.It could be the effect of Hunter being injected with wolfsbane while inhaling her masked scent. Wolfsbane isn’t just any ordinary element, it can do a lot of damage in its raw form and it is very lethal to werewolves. It can also be used as medicine and in this case. Scarlett has infused her scent as part of the medicine. They went in at the same time, the wolfsbane, and her scent, so now, Hunter might just need her as much as he needs the wolfsbane.He will feel a natural compulsion to be near her, to be close to her, just so he can feel well and stop being feverish. He’ll crave her the way he craves the wolfsbane he’s using to stifle his mate bond.Or Hunter is being the person he’s always been because he can’t stand the fact that there might be a woman who does not want him. He’s going after her, fully aware that she is with me, and that means he isn’t sorry for what he did the
Hunter's povRoman steps out of his building with her. I feel something in me still at the fact that he’s down here. Here with his assistant, who has told me she is with him, but even his mate wanted me. His assistant will be no different.My breath catches when I see her because she’s stunning. The black dress drapes beautifully down her body and the thigh-high slit teases my vision. It’s a dress I'd like to see any woman in, and it fits her perfectly.The smile she gives me is cold when she stops in front of me.“Good afternoon Alpha Hunter, I got your text.” Roman stands a few paces away and doesn’t look at me. There’s no friendliness in his stance and no warmth in his posture. Something prickles the back of my mind, a faint possibility, but I discard it. Aria had to have done something to get him to give her the wolfsbane.The thought of him getting intimate with my sister has my blood curdling, but Roman would never do that. He’s too noble.He probably considered the years of f
Scarlett's povRoman drives us to one of the most expensive restaurants in town.There is barely any traffic on the road so the ride is smooth and enjoyable. I tell Roman how I had a cousin that died suddenly when I was eighteen years old.He was an Alpha. One of the rare few not born to Alpha parents. His father, my uncle was a beta and his mother was an omega.His death broke them because he was so kind and nice for an Alpha. Alphas are usually self-obsessed pricks who think of nothing but themselves and their well-being.Roman gives me a look at that but the smile on his face is undeniable.I speak on how his body was never found but how his bed sprouted worms the night before. It freaked the whole pack out. Days later traces of his blood were found in the woods. The pack shaman concluded that he had been cursed. Traces of magic were found all around the pack. In the woods, on his bed, I felt something I never felt during those years, and it was the loss of a loved one.I believed
Roman speaks freely and I listen with all my might. His thumb doesn’t stop rubbing the one spot on my hand and I rub his too sometimes.I see the locked-up emotions in him come to the light and then fade away as he talks about them and their effect on him.I hate the way my hate for Elara seems to multiply the more he speaks.She and Hunter might have been the perfect fit for each other. Hunter, a cheat, and her, also a cheat.Roman’s voice fades into the background for a brief second and I say something I wish I could take right back.“Marry me.”Roman stops in the most halting sudden way that a smile tugs the side of my lips but the shock has my face frozen in place. Roman also looks stunned and I spend the moment of silence asking myself “Why did I just blurt that out?”This isn’t how I planned to do this.“Say that again, Scarlett .”Roman’s words have my skin pebbling and when I look at him, his gaze is hot and heavy on me. His thumb rubs the bone of a knuckle and I try to stead
Roman drives us towards the pack in relative silence and I feel like I should worry.His answer had been a kiss on the lips. In front of everyone in the restaurant and amidst cheers and hollers.The smiles of the people my eyes met made me feel on top of the world. But what was better than that was the feeling coming off Roman’s end of the mate bond.I felt happiness from him.I have felt him happy before, but this time that happiness was like a raging fire. I could tell he was happy, I could feel it leaking into my bones. I could tell he was filled with it, and there was no space for anything else.He whisked me into the car immediately after and we’ve been driving in relative silence ever since. The smile on Roman’s face could blind the sun itself, and that smile hasn’t faltered.Me telling him I'm worried would kill the magic of today. It would ruin the mood, so I don’t. I plaster a smile on my face, keep my eyes straight ahead, and try to ignore the odd prickling along the ridge o
Roman’s pov.Scarlett opens her eyes and panic flares through our mate bond. When she turns to look at me her face has turned pale and her breaths come in short heavy bursts.I wheel the car to the side of the road and park there. A traffic officer comes for me immediately but one look at the car has him making his way back. The crest of my pack is there if they know where to look for it, and any officer that sees the Ironclaw crest and still comes for me must be new or foolish.Scarlett has buried her face into her hands and she’s taking deep breaths.My voice is hard when I speak.“Talk to me, Scarlett.” She peeks at me from the corner of her eyes and I see something like doubt glimmer in them. Not just doubt, but fear. It skitters along the bond and sends a chill into my skin. The urge to protect my mate from whatever is bothering her rises in me but I resist and wait for her to speak. I can’t help her if she doesn’t let me know what’s wrong.“Scarlett.” She turns to look at me f
Scarlett's pov Roman drops me off at the pack as he promised and gives me one last kiss before backing out and going to wait for Maya to come out of school. We discussed it in the car. He’ll switch cars with one of his men while passing underneath the bridge that leads to Ironclaw prep. I wouldn’t put it past Hunter to have spies of his own and getting them to follow Roman would be an order he’d be all too happy to give. Slight panic flares in my heart again but I resist that feeling and assure myself it will be okay. Because it will. It will be okay. Despite my self-assurance, I keep my wits about me and my awareness out. There’s nothing Hunter isn’t capable of when he’s angry, and I made him angry. Dangled Vivienne in front of him like a treat and then snatched her away in a not-so-nice way. Maybe I shouldn't have done that. My brain revolts at the thought of it and the look on Hunter’s face comes back to me again. No way that look wasn’t worth the small effort I put in.