CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVENTAYLOR'S POV “Taylor. Talk me whats going on with…”I smashed my lips against him immediately. He stumbled back a little, his eyes wide open. He held me by the waist as push me away, out lips breaking free.“Taylor, what are doing? Are you in heat?” He asked, still trying to process what was happening. But I wasn't. “Zephyr, I need your help.” I wiggled a little while pulled on the strip hand of my bra. He eyes grew wider. He seemed frozen on the spot he was standing.“I'm so hot. I need to get cold. I need you make to make it stop.” My fingers went around to unclip the hooks that held the bra in place. “Taylor. Waut. No.” He rushed the bed sheets, throwing it on me. He tried to hold me but I fought.“Zephyr stop. You are making it worse. I'm burning.” I yelled. He threw away the sheets immediately and tried to hold my hands inside. I pressed my chest against him, rubbing on him. His was like blocked ice and I was a woman light up in flames. Touching him was get
CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHTTAYLOR'S POVI hit the road after the argument driving around the streets with no destination in mind. I was angry. Angry at everything and everyone. My rage, like pressure, built inside of Mr until my chest is as do tight and I couldn't breathe.My eyes weighed and my heart sank. My lips quivered and tears threatened to stream down on face. I knew I just couldn't continue driving around but where would I go? For the first time since this whole thing started, it dawned on me that no one ever really understood what I was going through.Daaisy was all about sex and mother was all about having a good family and shopping. They didn't get it when I said I was trying to avoid those things happening. They just couldn't. I parked the car, winded up leaned back on the car seat, picking up my phone. I scrolled through. It was a very short list. There was just ten contacts, just ten.I let out a pained smile. I didn't realize I was so alone. I laughed again, tears dripping d
CHAPTER SIXTY-NINEZEPHYR'S POVThis is the first time in my life I had ever felt so guilty. And the first time, I couldn't drink. Damn it, when it comes to Taylor It's always so different.I got out the kitchen, abandoning the venture to find something tomout in my mouth. I settled for TV instead. Perhaps I could find the right distraction. I turned it on and went looking for popcorn.Taylor had them stocked mnesr the microwave. I pulled out a few and a note fell from the pile.‘Don’t take too much’ was written on it, in her handwriting. I huffed, dropping it into the pile. Damn it. Everything reminds me of her. Of last night. Maybe I should have tried harder. Unlike me, she is absolutely more than eager to be free if this marriage. I heaved. Quite a while ago, I realized that I didn't do much hate it like I thought I did. Maybe this is really my….*Ding dong*The door bell rang. I turned sharply, abandoning the popcorn. Taylor is back. Thank the goddess. I strode to the door and swu
CHAPTER SEVENTYTAYLOR'S POV Alpha Kaden lent me his big boy car. As he called it. The speed was damn right and the turns were twice as smooth as Zephyr's car. I loved the vehicle but I didn't borrow it just to joy-ride.Alpha Kaden told me that Lana was back. Zephyr’s ex. She came to see him yesterday and she seemed rather determined to get back together with Zephyr. I don't know why that didn't sit well with me at all. I tired to wave if off wbut the uneasiness it caused me was unbearable. I had to get back to that house, hopefully before she did. Zephyr and I, may not be the real deal but no third wheels especially not one like her. I parked the car right in front of the stone bridge and hurried towards the house. My heart thumping faster and faster. I felt the tremors in different part of my body. I was scared. When I saw the front door open, it became even more obvious that I was. “Zephyr. Zephyr where are you?! Zephyr.” I called out, slowly walking into the house. I could sm
CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE TAYLOR’S POV “What have you got for me?” I pressed my ass on the couch in her parlor, crossing my legs.“A boat load of stuff. Wait for me.” she exited the room.and returned a moment later with a big suitcase. I helped her place it on the glass table at the center of the parlor and she unzipped it. “This is my mother's special works of art. Father once had a mistress that mother could not get ride of, at first. She was his faithed mate but mother was father’s chosen mate. So mother spent days inventing these. She went from keep he away to chasing her off completely.”She graced the objects in the suitcase gently almost like she was caressing it. She seemed rather proud of them.“You need the chaser I believe which means you will have to use some of these.” She pulled out many things. Lingeries, Ropes, sprays, even concoctions. When my eyes inspected all of it, I knew I had to cut her short.“Hold on a sec. All this stuff is for sex.”“Yeah of course it is. You h
CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO DAISY’S POV I turned to Taylor, who was seated back on my couch, Theodore hanging by the door like his mother caught him stealing meat. I cleared my throat and started my explanation.“I’m mated to Theodore. I found out a while after you and Zephyr got married. But I didn't want It. I went to see Oscala and I throwes Tantrums. Lucky for me I wasn't as important as you so I was told I could get a second chance mate but when was uncertain. So long as I didn't nate with Theodore I would be fine. He found out about it too and I told him straight up that I didn't want him. It was all mixed feelings and awkward silences after that. Until one night.”Taylor raised a brow. “Night?”“Just listen.” (FLASHBACK TO THE NIGHT AFTER TAYLOR CAME TO SLEEP OVER AT HER PLACE BECAUSE OF THE INCIDENT IN THE CAR WITH ZEPHYR)I knocked at his door and then folded my arms akimbo. My silver purse hanging off a chain on my shoulder. I had chosen a black over white net socks. Perfect bat
CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREETAYLOR'S POV After hearing the story I just couldn't help but feel really happy for them. Unlike me and Zephyr, they were having a lovely time together and I could see it in the way she looked at him while she told their tale. I offered to take the couch for the night. They refused of course but I didn't care that they did. Obviously Theodore did not sneak up to her house dressed the way he did and wearing the perfume he was, just for fun. I wouldn't get it the way of whatever they had planned.A few hours later, I regretted that. I had to plug my ears and listen to music all night but even with the bass blazing high I could still hear faint sounds of Daisy moaning and the bed rocking hard. Lucky them.I left before the day broke. Lana would definitely want to be in that house as early as ever and so I had best her to it. It was bright and shining when I returned. I had a key so I let myself in. I went upstairs immediately, strolling quietly down to the study.
CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREETAYLOR’S POVI had not seen Zephyr this upset in a while. I leaned on the railing like a doll, watching her next move. She looked up to me and the n her countenance turned into a very sad one.“Taylor, are you just going to stand there? Tell him you gave this to me?”My smirk disappeared immediately. Zephyr looks at me. I boned, making sure he didn’t see anything in my features that would compel suspicion. “Oh seriously Lana, come on how do you expect him to believe that? Last time I checked you are the chick lurking around the house with him. When did I have the time to give it to you when I’m stuffed in my room? If you are going to lie, tell a good one.” I hissed. Zephyr turned to him bitch for an explanation. At this point, I expected her to break act but she kept her head high and remained adamant.“Taylor, i know you are not okay with our love but trying to frame me is petty. I just came here. How am i supposed to find the place this book comes from?”I ro
CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIXZEPHYR’S POV “Taylor, don't joke about this.” I said, keeping our eyes locked. Whenever she lied, her gaze gave her away. I was looking for that gaze. I couldn't find it.“Come on. Don't tell me you are scared?”I bit back a laugh. “Please.” I took a step, climbing into the shower. I whispered into her ear. “Don't make me gag.”She grinned.I gripped the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head, tossing it to the floor. “Top first huh. Daring.” She mouthed, coquettishly. Biting her lip.“I like to work my way down.” I licked her ear and she purred just the way I liked. She roused me with just that. Excitement ignited inside me. She had worn a strapless bra with those hook and eye closures that I loved. They were so easy to clip open. Taylor rested her body on me, allowing me to unhook the brassier while she turned the shower on. Little drizzles of cold water rolled down my skin and hers. I slipped the brassier off and threw it out of the bathroom. Her warm
CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVETAYLOR'S POV I heard a growl outside. A very loud one. It startled me. I slipped out of my room and hurried downstairs to see. I heard Lana screaming immediately I ran out of the house. She was been pursued by an angry half-shifted Zephyr. Well more like he was walking towards her while she was running. I had never seen Lana so scared in my entire life. She couldn't even remember to transform. She just flew through the bridge and into the woods, most likely heading towards her car. I held my breath, trying not to laugh but I just couldn't. I was tempted to go back inside and grab my phone. I had to take a pic of this. But I gave up on the idea, choosing to just continue laughing instead. It serves her right. No one messes with Taylor.I turned around and went back inside. Zino deserves a reward for doing what that punk Zephyr couldn't. I took the food out and warmed it up. By the time Zephyr had returned, I was serving.He was still in his underwear. He looked
CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOURZEPHYR'S POVThe night turned out terrible and the morning wasn't any better. I had a throbbing head ache and I odd craving for Lana. To be honest, I couldn't explain why I began to want her so badly after I woke up in her arms that day.Everything Taylor said last night, got me feeling bad but my head was full of Lana and I couldn't think. I was beginning to hate it because I felt like she controlled me and that wasn't possible. If anyone controls anything, it's me.I heaved, sitting up in bed, the sheets slipping down my abs and clustering inbettwen my legs. I thought about just staying in bed for the rest to the day. There wasn't much in the palace Theodore couldn't handle but something changed my mind. A smell to be precise. I wraft right into the room and with so much audacity, pulled me right out of bed. I followed the scent like a dog. Stomping down the stairs in bid to find where it was coming from. At last I ended up in the kitchen. The sight that graced
CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREETAYLOR’S POVI had not seen Zephyr this upset in a while. I leaned on the railing like a doll, watching her next move. She looked up to me and the n her countenance turned into a very sad one.“Taylor, are you just going to stand there? Tell him you gave this to me?”My smirk disappeared immediately. Zephyr looks at me. I boned, making sure he didn’t see anything in my features that would compel suspicion. “Oh seriously Lana, come on how do you expect him to believe that? Last time I checked you are the chick lurking around the house with him. When did I have the time to give it to you when I’m stuffed in my room? If you are going to lie, tell a good one.” I hissed. Zephyr turned to him bitch for an explanation. At this point, I expected her to break act but she kept her head high and remained adamant.“Taylor, i know you are not okay with our love but trying to frame me is petty. I just came here. How am i supposed to find the place this book comes from?”I ro
CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREETAYLOR'S POV After hearing the story I just couldn't help but feel really happy for them. Unlike me and Zephyr, they were having a lovely time together and I could see it in the way she looked at him while she told their tale. I offered to take the couch for the night. They refused of course but I didn't care that they did. Obviously Theodore did not sneak up to her house dressed the way he did and wearing the perfume he was, just for fun. I wouldn't get it the way of whatever they had planned.A few hours later, I regretted that. I had to plug my ears and listen to music all night but even with the bass blazing high I could still hear faint sounds of Daisy moaning and the bed rocking hard. Lucky them.I left before the day broke. Lana would definitely want to be in that house as early as ever and so I had best her to it. It was bright and shining when I returned. I had a key so I let myself in. I went upstairs immediately, strolling quietly down to the study.
CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO DAISY’S POV I turned to Taylor, who was seated back on my couch, Theodore hanging by the door like his mother caught him stealing meat. I cleared my throat and started my explanation.“I’m mated to Theodore. I found out a while after you and Zephyr got married. But I didn't want It. I went to see Oscala and I throwes Tantrums. Lucky for me I wasn't as important as you so I was told I could get a second chance mate but when was uncertain. So long as I didn't nate with Theodore I would be fine. He found out about it too and I told him straight up that I didn't want him. It was all mixed feelings and awkward silences after that. Until one night.”Taylor raised a brow. “Night?”“Just listen.” (FLASHBACK TO THE NIGHT AFTER TAYLOR CAME TO SLEEP OVER AT HER PLACE BECAUSE OF THE INCIDENT IN THE CAR WITH ZEPHYR)I knocked at his door and then folded my arms akimbo. My silver purse hanging off a chain on my shoulder. I had chosen a black over white net socks. Perfect bat
CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE TAYLOR’S POV “What have you got for me?” I pressed my ass on the couch in her parlor, crossing my legs.“A boat load of stuff. Wait for me.” she exited the room.and returned a moment later with a big suitcase. I helped her place it on the glass table at the center of the parlor and she unzipped it. “This is my mother's special works of art. Father once had a mistress that mother could not get ride of, at first. She was his faithed mate but mother was father’s chosen mate. So mother spent days inventing these. She went from keep he away to chasing her off completely.”She graced the objects in the suitcase gently almost like she was caressing it. She seemed rather proud of them.“You need the chaser I believe which means you will have to use some of these.” She pulled out many things. Lingeries, Ropes, sprays, even concoctions. When my eyes inspected all of it, I knew I had to cut her short.“Hold on a sec. All this stuff is for sex.”“Yeah of course it is. You h
CHAPTER SEVENTYTAYLOR'S POV Alpha Kaden lent me his big boy car. As he called it. The speed was damn right and the turns were twice as smooth as Zephyr's car. I loved the vehicle but I didn't borrow it just to joy-ride.Alpha Kaden told me that Lana was back. Zephyr’s ex. She came to see him yesterday and she seemed rather determined to get back together with Zephyr. I don't know why that didn't sit well with me at all. I tired to wave if off wbut the uneasiness it caused me was unbearable. I had to get back to that house, hopefully before she did. Zephyr and I, may not be the real deal but no third wheels especially not one like her. I parked the car right in front of the stone bridge and hurried towards the house. My heart thumping faster and faster. I felt the tremors in different part of my body. I was scared. When I saw the front door open, it became even more obvious that I was. “Zephyr. Zephyr where are you?! Zephyr.” I called out, slowly walking into the house. I could sm
CHAPTER SIXTY-NINEZEPHYR'S POVThis is the first time in my life I had ever felt so guilty. And the first time, I couldn't drink. Damn it, when it comes to Taylor It's always so different.I got out the kitchen, abandoning the venture to find something tomout in my mouth. I settled for TV instead. Perhaps I could find the right distraction. I turned it on and went looking for popcorn.Taylor had them stocked mnesr the microwave. I pulled out a few and a note fell from the pile.‘Don’t take too much’ was written on it, in her handwriting. I huffed, dropping it into the pile. Damn it. Everything reminds me of her. Of last night. Maybe I should have tried harder. Unlike me, she is absolutely more than eager to be free if this marriage. I heaved. Quite a while ago, I realized that I didn't do much hate it like I thought I did. Maybe this is really my….*Ding dong*The door bell rang. I turned sharply, abandoning the popcorn. Taylor is back. Thank the goddess. I strode to the door and swu