We finally pulled into Brian's pack. After he unlocked the secret passageway, he drove into the place. It was filled with rich, tall plants, the roads looked new and expensive, the buildings of the pack were straight out of the future (they looked too advanced for this decade).I wanted to compliment his pack, but since the start of the drive at Dentville, Brian hadn't said another word to me. He acted like I didn't exist at all.It was another thirty minutes of suffocating silence till he pulled over by a fenced building. As soon as we stepped out, multiple people joked their heads to greet him, then a few of them hurried to grab our bags and took them away. "Hey, hey, hey, baby bro." A feminine voice called and a familiar tall and slender woman walked up to us, her arms stretched. She huffed Brian tightly. He wiggled out of her grip, a slight frown on his face. "Get off me," he simply said. I remembered! She was his sister in the photo he had shown me. "Where's that punk of yo
I jumped to my feet, glancing at a space between two of the wolves and began to sprint towards it; the rogues, however, had formed a wall against me, so they closed the gap, growling. "Get away from me," I barked at them. "I guess she's new," one of them barked at me and they made noises that would be interpreted as laughter in human sense. One of them began to approach me and he sniffed me. "She smells sweet." He purred, his wolf eyes growing dark in lust. It made me have a gag reflex. I kicked him and wanted to run off when another one of the rogues easily flung me backwards, causing me to land hard against the floor. A whimper escaped my wolf mouth at the pain clouding me. "Grab her and let's go," one of them barked. One of the rogues approached me and dug his teeth into my back to drag me away. It wasn't a harsh bite; however, my body was hurting. It felt like my skin was swelling in all parts. As they pulled me away, a familiar loud ringing filled my ears. It became too
PAcing around the room, I thought hard, contemplating on whether or not I should go there. The thought of stepping out of this room alone was torture and I didn’t know if I was ready for that. Biting my lower lip, I paused, taking a deep breath.My vision aligned with the framed photo of Brian at the top of the bed and it stirred a sensational wave around me, my skin tingling for his hold. As much as I missed the physical touch, honestly, I missed talking to him. It had always been nice to have someone to share every useless detail of my life with, over text or in-person, but he wasn’t even responding to my texts anymore. This was clearly his bedroom, but he had never been here again. I stepped out of my bedroom, and once again, no one paid attention to my presence. It made me feel a strange unsettling feeling in my gut, but it erased and was replaced with something heavier by the time I arrived in front of Brian’s office. A huge, tall, black, wooden double door stood in front of m
Watching the clock tick from the umpteenth time was starting to become a hassle. I hugged my feet to my chest, my butt sinking deep into the softness of the bed. ‘He’s not coming,’ Maya admitted. I sighed in defeat and laid on the bed, hugging a pillow to my chest. A few minutes passed when I heard the door click, then it was quietly pushed open. I heard silent footsteps, like tiptoes. My eyes closed as I listened to the sound of the steps approaching the bed, waiting till it got closer. The steps stopped beside the bed. My eyelids complied and stayed shut. A weight dropped to the bed beside me, something hovering over my face as a familiar sweet scent of bourbon vanilla, mixed with mint and oak filled my nostrils. I felt fingers brush my hair, and from the sparks that coated my skin, I immediately knew who it was. I turned and felt him jerk from the bed. When I opened my eyes, Brian was standing by the nightstand, pretending to be taking something out of it.I bit back a smile
A simple ball, I had read. It was just going to be a small parlor event, I had assumed. I didn’t need to dress too fancy, I had thought. Wrong, wrong, wrong! Tell me why we just arrived at a ginormous building, filled with couples in outfits that seemed right off the runway, people in makeup that could compete with plastic surgery. Yet, here I was, in the same outfit I had worn on my first date withBrian. It wasn't ugly, but maybe a little too underdressed for this. “Are you nervous, kitty?” Brain asked, gently squeezing my hand. “Uh?”I jerked my neck to him.“Your palm is sweaty,” He pointed out.“Oh, I’m sorry.” I quickly took my hand from his grip. “Don’t be ridiculous. I don’t care if they’re sweaty.” He grabbed my hand again, flashing a smile at me. I smiled back. “You’re obsessed with me, even my nasty sweat is therapeutic for you.” I joked to soothe my nerves down. “You’re not wrong. I wouldn’t even mind if you rub them down my body, all the way to places unreachable to no
What?”I half chuckled, hoping they were lying.“YEs, so what the hell do you want?” Emily snapped. “We're trying to move on and start over in a new pack. Don’t try to ruin it again.” No, no, no, no, no! This couldn’t be happening again.“No, you can’t be the Alpha. It just can’t happen. Find a different pack or anything else, just not here.” I shook my head. “Why do you care? WHy are you—” She gasped mid-sentence, quickly taking her phone out of her purse. “Baby,” she pulled her phone to him. “Is he the one?”“Yes,” he said and she gasped again. “You’re dating the Fisher family, so you’re here to take the Alpha position from us. No way!”“What?” Roger frowned. “You’ve crossed the line now. Why? Did you know all along that he was a rival of my granduncle?” “Why would I bother to know? I’m not in any way obsessed with your lives.” I frowned, yet my heart was pounding harshly, my thoughts racing through how I was going to explain this to Brian. Emily scoffed. “YOu stupid pretender.
~ RAINA ~ Pacing around the bathroom of the bar, I stopped and concluded: Tone was hiding something from me, and I knew it. He was always running off in the middle of the night to do whatever heavens knew. He would leave at intervals to answer multiple phone calls, and he had some physical changes that weren't normal, like his eyes changing colors. It was too confusing. Plus, I didn't like it. Exiting the bathroom, I made my way to the counter to order a glass of margarita when my gaze trailed off to Blade. "Hey!" I waved frantically. "How are things going between you and Lyric?" He shrugged. "Bad. She's not talking to me anymore. I think she blocked me." What in the world? Why'd she do that? "Can you please talk to her for me?""I would, but she wouldn't listen to me either. She's not gonna answer my calls or texts if I call." I sighed, taking a sip of my drink. Lyric was such a hard puzzle to solve. My phone buzzed, and I lifted it, seeing a call from Tone. Answering it, I gri
The hag stared at me and began to laugh. “What do you mean? What gift? How do I activate it?” I wondered. She stepped backwards then gazed into the confusion of my eyes before bursting into another fit of laughter.“ What? Do you think discovering such a unique gift would come by for free? Oh no, darling, no darling. You've got to pay and it's going to cost you a huge amount.” It was at this moment that I knew she was nothing but a scam. I glared down at her. “Get the hell out of here.” Her eyes widened and she stared at me and attempted to hold me but I stepped back. “No, darling. I know you might think it's a scam but I promise you you're missing out on a big opportunity; it's just going to cost you a lot because whatever we're going to need to activate this is going to be super expensive.” She flashed a yellow toothy grin.Scrunching my face, I stepped back. “I don't care and I'm not interested, so get out.” “Child , you're making a big mistake.” “I said I don't care!” I