Me when Roman says "Just you." : Cries in single.
Maya is giggling.Not the kind of giggle that would have her stop after a few seconds but the type that has her repeating that giggle and increasing its intensity.Danis is passing her chocolates under the table and I believe my daughter considers it a highly scandalous situation. The minute I throw a glance their way, they both fall silent.Deathly still and picking their food kind of silent. I don’t need to ask Danis where he got so many chocolates from.Maya told me she saw a car driving into the compound when she came down from the car that takes her to school, a car and a driver I still haven’t thanked Roman for.I grit my teeth when I think of it. Maya says she hasn’t seen Fen today, and I know I have to talk to him about what I said… was it yesterday or today?I feel like shit when I think of it. I might have hurt his feelings in the worst way, and if what Danis told me is true I suspect I did. Roman’s beta lost his daughters to the Rogue attack. His daughters and his mate.Fu
Scarlett's pov Roman does not make any comment on what I have done and it scares me. There’s nothing worse than knowing you could be the cause of someone’s life going to hell, and having that person be Roman makes it feel like I have a thousand daggers in my chest. He stares at me, nods, and sips his drink. “What about the mark?” I swallow and relay everything Priam told me to him. I tell him of the symbolic significance the components of the mark hold, I tell him of how Priam said he wasn’t too clear on the meaning of the vines and the flowers but how he was certain of one thing. “He says the mark is Selene’s Decree. According to legend, it’s something that appears on the body of a werewolf when that werewolf’s pack is going to produce the next Alpha King. Not just any Alpha King…. But an actual Alpha King.” And then the panic sets in my mind once more as it goes wild. Roman glances at me and I can tell he’s having the same thoughts. If the mark had appeared on my body and th
Hunter's pov“Any news on Knoxx and the other warriors?”The fools I have for warriors shake their heads and anger blossoms in my heart. I extinguish it and walk past them, my feet taking me up to the rickety old house in front of us.Disgust makes my lips curl.I hate poor people.Their presence makes something in me revolt. When they’re werewolves is when it becomes a step worse, I feel like wiping them off the face of the earth.Weak packs are meant to bow to the strong ones.These packs shouldn’t be allowed to exist. They should be fair game for larger and stronger packs.But of course, the treaty won’t allow that to happen.I climb the wooden stairs and irritation makes my aura fluctuate. The wood creaks and….“Hunter?”My eyes flash at the sound of that voice and I turn to find her standing there.The old lady. An old wolf my mother used to know.“Is that really you Hunter?”When she attempts to draw near I raise a finger that stops her dead in her tracks.“That’s close enough,
“I can’t find her Alpha Hunter.”I nod because I didn't expect her to right away. Scarlett has managed to hide herself somewhere….. somewhere I cannot get to.Not by following our bond, not by trying to reach out to my daughter through our bond.Are those bonds weak?No one answers me when I think those thoughts so I shut them down and focus on the task ahead instead.Roman has been messing with my stuff. I clench my jaw when I think of it yet I keep the look on my face neutral.I have no beta. I am surrounded by fools, and there is not one capable person around me except for me. I feel like setting the world on fire and watching it burn to hell, but that would be foolish of me.Scarlett may think I only know how to inflict pain but she brought that upon herself. She had one job.“We’re here, Alpha Hunter.”I direct a side glare to the dolt I have for a driver and he looks away immediately, his jaw clenched and his eyes fixed on the road.The gates to my pack are opened and I look at
Roman’s councilwoman doesn’t look surprised to see us. The dungeons are as dark as I remember, and the fact that I was here only once doesn’t help too I guess. She sits up when she sees us and a smile lines her face when Danis comes in. She chuckles and I see her clench her fist. “You put me in a prison cell for practicing sorcery, but you bring an Alpha of the Shadowbane pack into your pack. A natural-born sorcerer. Don’t you think that’s hypocritical of you Alpha Roman?” I see Roman’s jaw clench and he steps forward but I grab his arm at the last minute. I don’t know what he’s going to do to her but I can tell that he and Myrtle are seeing different things right now. She sees how he’s being unfair and keeping her locked in a cage, but he sees the betrayal she dealt him and the pack. Roman told me of Myrtle's relationship with his parents. His father still finds it hard to believe she did such a thing and he’s had to send him on tasks just to distract the man. I haven’t been to
“Roman.”Roman keeps on pacing and ignores me so I try again.“Roman, look at me.”His head snaps in my direction like a released string and soon I'm staring into his eyes.Roman has a fierce air to him when he’s angry. There’s a wildness in his eyes that alarms me, but he’s still Roman.He’s still Alpha Roman of the Ironclaw pack, a man I'm not supposed to feel anything for but who I feel more than I can put into words for.I resent myself for it. Roman only offered me help yet I've brought problem after problem to him.He holds my gaze and I inspect Alpha Roman’s eyes. He’s yet to make any comment on my actions in the barrier. I just told him I revealed my real identity to another Alpha who has now left his pack, and he’s said nothing about it.“Tell me I'm careless Roman.”My words sound almost like a plea and Roman’s expression softens as his brows furrow in confusion. He’s faking that expression just to make me feel better. I know he’s doing so.“Tell me, Roman. Tell me I'm an id
Roman carries me, weak and pliant in his arms to the bed. He looks at me all the time, his eyes searching and inquiring. My response is the same each time. More. I want more. Roman groans low and guttural when I lean in to kiss his neck. The touch is just the slightest brush of skin at first. The heat from his body is comfortable. It melts away all the worry I feel and with that gone I feel a surprising surge of courage. I kiss Roman. I barely notice when he places me on the bed, and as he kisses me back all feels right in the world. It isn’t just the kiss that makes me feel desire for him. Desire for Roman has always resided in me. It’s made me stare at him countless times, lost in the broadness of his shoulders and the powerful lines of his face. This close I can feel every part of him I've fantasized about for weeks now. I feel like I've wanted Roman forever and it’s scary, this need I feel for him. My breathing is shallow and Roman makes my head spin with every contact of
Aria's pov. “Aria!” Pound! pound! pound! I moan as the male below me thrusts. His hands hold my hips in place and he does this amazing thing that has my head lolling to the side. I groan softly as he hits the spot and I impale myself on him. He grunts and leans in to kiss me but the pounding sound comes again. “Aria! Aria it’s Diane!” Horace frowns and groans in frustration while a curse word escapes my lips. “Fuck.” Is it too much for a girl to want to have a good time? Must I be disturbed? “Aria!” Her fist against the door rings out again. Pound! pound! Pound! Horace curses and pushes me lightly off him. “I don’t think I can have a good time in these conditions Aria. Maybe deal with your issues first.” I scoff because no way did he just say that. “So you’re just going to leave?” Horace turns to me as he slips into his pants and he gives me a look. The same look he’s been giving me since last week when he asked that we become something more than fuckbuddies. “A boyfrie