After saying goodbye to Rob and the staff, we went to the airport. Our way home was filled with silence. The good kind, though. I ate and watched movies while Zuriel worked. " Are you not hungry? You didn't eat anything," I say. He lifts his eyes to meet mine. " I'm good. Enjoy," We land after two hours. Bruce is there to welcome us at the private airport. " What are you doing here?" Zuriel asks, frowning. I hit his arm softly, " He is here to welcome his friend," I grit my teeth. He sighs and says, " Thanks for coming," he grumbles. Bruce raises his eyebrows and smiles at me, " Teaching his basic manners. Thank you, Mrs," I give him a cheeky grin and nod. " The driver is waiting. Let's go," Bruce says. We are walking to the car when I catch a scent that makes me growl. River. " This woman came too? " I glare at Bruce. He raises his hands and shakes his head, " She didn't come with me, I promise," I watch with a stern expression as River walks towards us. She is
ZurielPrincess Elara. Elara. Her name rings in my head. Ever since I told her about what happened with my therapist, I felt like a heavy load was lifted off my chest. I didn't know talking about it would help me. I appreciated what she said. How concerned and understanding she was of me. As I spent more time with her, I realized how mature she was. She has grown to be a wonderful young woman. Princess Elara was jealous of River. But she needed not to worry because there was nothing with River and me. I was attached to River a few years ago because of the abuse we both suffered at our tender ages. We bonded over that. It still makes me guilty that I married another woman after she came back. After she lost our child at the hands of those rogues. I had rejected River's propositions to get married, but, I agreed to marry another woman. That is why I couldn't completely cut her out of my life. I made a promise to care for her as best as I can. I take a shower and step out of the bat
" We are being watched." Zuriel's body goes rigid. " Put me down," I demand. He walks into the lobby, and once we are there, he puts me down. " What did you say?" " I felt like we were being watched," I tell him. He exhales and glances back to the glass door. " I didn't feel anything," he murmurs, " It must have been your imagination." I frown, looking at the elevator. Once we enter, I go home. I will see River there. Gosh, she angers me. Zuriel suddenly throws me on his shoulder again. I find myself giggling. He enters the elevator with me still on his shoulder. " What are you doing?" I chuckle. " We are from our honeymoon. It is tradition for the husband to carry his wife to the bedroom." his voice is so sexy. " Bridal style, not like this, barbarian!" " Well, as you know, I'm coarser," he reminds me. I kiss and bite his shoulder. " Teeth!" he smacks my butt. The elevator stops, and he steps out. I see River standing by the staircase, and my mood dulls. Zuriel tightens h
Elara I get ready for class. I wear a backless dress and heels. I carry my new bag and go outside. I find Lou waiting for me in the living area, wearing an impeccable suit as usual. " My lady," he bows. " Good morning, Lou. You don't have to drive me to uni. I can call a cab while I wait for my car," I tell him. He scowls. " A cab? No, my lady. I can't allow that," he insists on taking my bag. Lou leads me to my husband's private garage. There are so many different types of cars. He has a refined taste in automobiles. Lou picks a sedan and opens the door for me. I drop my gaze to my phone when it beeps. Solena asks where I am or if I'm attending school today. I text her back. We reach the school parking lot, and he opens the door for me. " Shall I walk you in, Lady Crawford," Lou asks. Lady Crawford. It has a good ring to it. His words suddenly made me feel better. The slight heartache I felt earlier vanishes. I smile at him, " No, I'll wait for my friends, and we'll go in toget
Elara I was happy the rest of the day. I couldn't wait to get home and see my husband. When my classes ended, Lou was already waiting for me in the parking lot. I smiled at him as I got in the car. " Good evening, Mrs Crawford," There... he did it again. Something about being called Mrs. Crawford warms my body. " Good evening, Lou," I notice that as we drive. We don't go to the penthouse. I narrow my gaze. I am not familiar with this area of the pack. " Lou, where are we going?" I ask. " The boss asked me to take you to his location for your date night," he answers. My heart almost leaps from my chest. Date night! Zuriel granted my request! " Date? I need to change my clothes, Lou," The butler only nods and does a U-turn abruptly. A yelp almost leaves my lips. " Lou!" " I'm sorry, my lady. I'll take you home to change into new clothes," he says. " I hope Zuriel doesn't get mad at us, especially you, for not following his orders," " You are my boss, too," he informs me w
ElaraHis sister, his elder sister—the words resound in my head. My husband is calm and at peace. " I didn't know you had a sister," I say gently. He sighs and gulps his drink. " Her name is Eloise. You remind me of her," he says, scowling. Eloise, I practice her name on my tongue. " Reminds you of me?"" Yes. She's fierce, stubborn... Stubborn," I smile as he continues to point out our similarities. " Are you two close?" I ask." We used to be," Zuriel signals for the waiter to come, and he does. He asked for a more potent drink. The waiter leaves, and I stare at my husband, waiting for him to tell me more. After a moment of silence, he continues. " Eloise was my biggest bully, yet my strongest defender. She protected me from my father's harsh punishment," His father. Zuriel had never mentioned his father. He doesn't even bear his name. Crawford is his mother's surname. I wonder what happened. Harsh punishments, he said? Was his father abusive to him? However, I have to be caref
ConnorI was raging with anger. My wolf is getting weaker as our mate fucks that fucking man every damn time. I growl and curse when I feel the pain in my chest. Elara is pleased with life. I need to get her back. I don't care who her husband is. My uncle enters the cottage, and as soon as his eyes find me, they well with sympathy. I don't want his pity. I need to know what he has found out about my mate. " Where is she?" I ask urgently. He hesitates a bit and gives me a black envelope. I open it slowly, and what I see there breaks my heart. " They are back from their honeymoon," Uncle sighs. He goes to the fridge and gets two bottles of beer. He turns on the TV. The pictures in the envelope only upset me more. They show a real couple acting like a couple, smiling and holding hands as they walk. " This is stupid." " Not really. They are married," Uncle says. I glare at him, but he is not fazed. All this time, I comforted myself by saying that their wedding was only for the sho
River had nothing to say, closing and opening her mouth. I had her. Why must she stay with us when she told me seeing us together hurt? She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and lashes at my husband. I growl but cover it with a cough. " I'm scared I'll be lonely there. I'm used to staying in the penthouse with you, and the servants are just good to me," she says. I narrow my gaze at her. "There are so many people there. How could you be lonely? And you're hurt seeing us together," I snap. " Well, I will tame my emotions better. I promise what happened tonight won't repeat itself," she promises, this time looking at me. I take a soft breath and lean towards my husband, who holds me kindly. " I'll talk to my therapist about it, and we'll see what she advises," she says. I glance up at Zuriel. His handsome face shows concern. I nod to River. " Let's go. It would be best if you rested," he tells me. We bid goodbye to River and leave the room. Zuriel holds my back as we make our w