~ BRIAN ~ “No, Mom. Stop it. This is not the time to start your nonsense. I know you don't like Lyric, but it's not the time to make accusations.” I snapped at her. “Oh, so now I'm making accusations? When I told you that girl was ill-fated, I told you you had the opportunity to change your mate and request for someone else, but no, you just had to stick with that thing.” As she said that, my hands balled into fists, a wave of heat rushing up to my head. “I don't know what the heck you saw in her, but look at what she's done. She already messed things up for you. That filthy—”“Mom, be quiet.” I growled and glanced around at the confused faces of the people. “this is not the place and this is not the time for this. I have claimed the Alpha power; it is an important part of my life and we need to figure out what went wrong. Lyric must be missing.” Shuffling sounds came from behind me and I glanced in the direction to see Roger begin to move, coughing. His eyes opened as he cough
~ LYRIC ~ It had been 42 hours, I thought to myself, glancing at the wall clock on the broken wall across from me. I had six hours left. I knew I had to hurry. If those six hours passed and Brian couldn't kiss mee, then he’ll be defeated. The entire scheme would be a waste. Heaven know what would be on his mind right now, I found out Emily had snuck in to clear my closet out to make it seem like I had run away instead. Brian must hate me so much. I glanced at the rectangular block by my feet, something that once bubbled with lively videos and text messages,now laying at my foot, dead. She had also turned my phone off to avoid any communication.I stared around the room, and it was obvious I had been dumped in an abandoned barn that looked like it had been built in the twentieth century. Suddenly, I noticed a knife. My eyes widened. I immediately hopped with the chair andI grabbed it with my feet. It took a while till I successfully passed it to my hands, slicing through the rope
I walked up to Brian in his new office. If anyone had told me an office room could be bigger than the one he had in his previous home, I’d have argued, but this Alpha office in the packhouse was beyond ginormous. It was bigger than my entire family house in our old pack. It had a wide, black L-shaped wooden office desk by the end, with bigger sofas at the center of the room, and it had sections for beverages, snacks, quick meals, and a massage section.Brian was standing by the large, probably 20-feet tall window that revealed the perfect view of the sunset by a waterfall. The view was perfect, but do you know what looked even more perfect? My freaking mate. He was in a red tuxedo that accentuated his muscles and showed off the perfect magazine-worthy frame he was blessed with. His gorgeous dark brown hair was neatly trimmed, yet still thick on his head. I wrapped my arms around him from behind, resting my head on his back. “You look sexy.” I mumbled, letting his bourbon vanilla scen
Emily. I rolled my eyes. I ought to expect such from her. Now that Brian was Alpha, she wanted to leave Roger. I scoffed, exiting the room. She was so shameless.Exiting the Fook, I left to return to Brian. When I got in, he was sitting on the arm of his couch, on a call. "Yes, I'll be there. Yeah, right now." He said then ended the call. "What's that?" I asked, my brows curling upwards, sad that he was leaving. "Alpha duties.' He sighed, rising up to hold my shoulders. "Don’t worry. Once we go on our vacation, it'll be strictly us, no work, no school, no nothing." With thar, he pecked my forehead . I sighed too. "Alright." "Okay," he stared then smiled. "I love you." That immediately sent butterflies to not only my stomach, but my heart. "I love you too." Then my thoughts went back to Emily. If she had managed to steal Roger from me, what if she did the same with Brian? My heart started throbbing faster at that. Brian's forehead furrowed. "What's wrong? Are you okay?" "It's
Brian shoved the last bit of clothing into his closet of the PRESIDENTIAL SUITE of the hotel we were staying in. Yeah, I had expected a small house by a beach again, but no, he chose a ginormous, five-star hotel for our vacation. That was a great deal, but slipping back to the major problem at hand: Blade. His text had been bothering me ever since. He was clearly more dangerous than I had thought. As I thought about him, my chest was starting to feel tight again. I wanted to pour out my feelings to someone, someone I could rely on, but neither Raina nor my Mom, nor my brother could understand my situation. Only Brian could, but telling him about Blade meant telling him about the debt collectors, and I wasn't going to do such a thing. "Lyric," I flinched at the sound of Brian's voice. With squinted eyes, he stopped in front of me. "What's wrong with you? You've been so lost all day.""N-nothing."He playfully glared at me. "Nothing? Really?" "Yesh, it's just…I need to rest." "That
~ BRIAN ~ Lyric was sleeping so peacefully on the bed. I leaned down to plant a kiss on her forehead. Once again, the sight of her face first thing in the morning was enough to make my day automatically great. She rolled around, her face in front of mine. I stroke her jet black hair away from her face. Her long lashes fluttered, and before I could escape, her pair of jade green eyes were staring into my soul. Her forehead scrunched up as she yawned, stretching. "Good morning," she said sleepily. "Good morning, kitty." I rose up and kissed her again. How could she look so stunning after just waking up? She stretched again. My mind reflected on our conversation about her childhood and all I wanted to do was embrace her over and over again, let her know I was here for her. "I'll go take a shower." She yawned as she rose up the bed. All I wanted to do was remind her daily of her worth and be there for her as much as I could. She walked past me and headed to the bathroom. Walking
~ LYRIC ~ Brian had gone to heaven knows where, and I was getting bored of staying alone. My thoughts were constantly slipping back to Mom's words, and no matter how hard I tried to shrug it off, it still stung. Sighing, I rose to my feet, slipped on a pair of sweatpants and a sweater and headed out, maybe to go on a run or something.Arriving at the lobby, I stopped to buy a bottle of water when someone suddenly stood very closely behind me. "Why the heck is this person so close to me?" A frown formed on my face as I scrunched my nose, watching the curls of the vending machine take forever to twist and push the bottle out of place. Once it fell, I took the bottle and turned, bumping into a hard figure. "Ouch." I rubbed my nose, lifting my head to catch the gaze of Roger, and that automatically worsened my facial contortion. "Wow, someone must really not like me." He said jokingly. "Like you? I despise you with every fiber of my being." I spat. "Why? Because I showed you how
"What the heck is that supposed to mean?" I frowned. "You'll find out. I promise, you will." Roger smirked and walked away, a chuckle erupting from him. I tried to reflect on it. What that could mean, but my brain was jumping to too many unhealthy options. "Shut up, Lyric. Roger is an idiot. Don't listen to him." I said, took a deep breath then resumed running, making sure my thoughts were far from Roger, Emily, and their stupid words. *** I was rummaging through the closet when I saw some of the sexy outfits the maid had helped me buy from the store. They were a bunch of see-throughs, net dresses, and many more very sexy outfits. Realizing I hadn't worn them since we arrived, a naughty thought flew into my head and as I bit my lower lip, I thought hard. To be honest, I was enjoying my relationship with Brian without anything extreme going on. The cuddles, embrace were enough for me for now, but Brian was a man, a man with some strong hormones. Running my hand over my face, a h