{ Angelique }I open the door to our room and step aside for Eva to come in basically carrying Elliot and plop him on the bed. She gives me a look of exhaustion and annoyance and leaves without another word.I kick off my shoes and I rip off this uncomfortable dress that has been squeezing my guts all night. I should go wash my face but I don't have the strength right now. I don't feel super drunk anymore, but I'm still not exactly sober either. I sit on the bed beside Elliot and I look at his peaceful handsome face. No one could guess just by looking at him right now that he just put a guy in the hospital and was still hungry for more violence.I close my eyes and start to remember this whole night, this horrible, horrible night.Nothing went right for us. We had a good time when we were on the road, but then Damiena had to show up and call everyone. For a moment I was excited, I thought it was going to be like a breath of fresh air to be around all my friends and people who idoliz
This is my first knot ever, in my whole life. I don't even know how to react, I just know it hurts. Not a lot or horribly, it just... hurts. And it hurts even more because I couldn't even fucking come. And this isn’t my husband."I'm so sorry," Elliot repeats, "Are you okay?"No.Elliot doesn't wait for me to answer, he rolls us over until I'm on top of him once more and I let out a groan of pain. Damn it. "Angelique...""Shh," I demand, my whole body completely tense. I know I'm making the pain worse by being so tense but I can't help it. My hands are shaking with need, but the pain and annoyance made my arousal disappear. On the other hand, my wolf is absolutely okay with this. She's happy and completely pleased right now, and she’s not even in heat, but a knot means something that she might want but I absolutely don’t: a pregnancy. Damn it. "Ang...""Shut up!" I order and even beat his chest to make him understand that I don't want to hear it right now.I can't believe this.Th
After going to the pharmacy for pills, pregnancy tests and candy for the road, we get on our way to camp. I'm so stressed and distressed I’m not even able to enjoy the company of Patricia, I just let her ramble the whole drive. "Okay, we're here..." Patricia mumbles, but suddenly I don't hear anything she says anymore because I see my father standing in the middle of camp next to General Thorne and other men. My heart stops.This is bad. This means my father knows what I did. And he's obviously not happy."Oh, no," I blurt out, "I'm dead.""Honey, I'm so sorry," my mother-in-law comforts me, putting a hand on my leg. I can't believe the General told my father about this. Who the hell does he think he is? I really fucking hate him.I know exactly what's going to happen now. I have long experience doing stupid things, that's why I'm here in the first place; but I have no idea if this time my dad will want to do something extreme to keep me in line like... kick me out of the house, dec
Today is my third day living on paste and my head hurts all the time. I think I've lost about five pounds and that's the only good thing I can say about it. I have not spoken to my father although I have seen him hanging around camp and watching what we are doing on several occasions. The General has been present every day, which has made Elliot and Luc even more demanding than before. We have had five punishments in these three days (none that I have earned) and things are more tense than ever. I haven't spoken to Elliot besides my usual complaints when he sets us to do some activity that I don't think is right and his usual curt replies, rude comments and 'constructive' criticism when I'm doing something wrong.My eyes close unconsciously and I am finally coming to deep sleep after overthinking for more than half an hour and thinking of impossible scenarios of when I leave this place. My body relaxes completely and I'm just about to fall asleep when I hear the window next to me s
Elliot pushes his plate away from him and puts his elbows on the table, covering his face with his hands and then grunts."Was it that horrible? I mean, I know it was fast and I fell asleep on you but, really, was it so horrible that I made you give up sex altogether? God, I feel worse than I did before," he moans, not looking at me, "And believe me, I felt bad enough as it was.""No, don't feel bad, I’m not lying. It's not all about you. It’s just... I just realized that having meaningless sex has never felt good. I know myself and I can't believe I just realized that I need to be intimate with someone who needs me, who loves me… someone who would literally die for me," I say with a sigh, “And I'm not saying I'll never touch a man again, I'm not a saint either. You know that.""Me?" he asks, playing with his food. I shake my head and he tries to smile futilely, "I get it."I don't think he gets it, in fact, he looks a little... disappointed? I don't know, I don't want to raise my hop
{ Elliot }I shouldn't have eaten so much. I realize this as I'm walking to my room because I don't feel very good. I'm in a cold sweat and my stomach feels tight, I don't know what's going on with me, but I don't like it.I enter my room slowly assuming my roommates are already asleep, but I find them lying on the floor chatting like a couple of gossip old ladies. These last few days Luc and I have created somewhat of a… friendship. After what we said to each other the day Angelique forced us to hug, I kind of stopped resenting him so much. Turns out I like him a lot better than I thought I would."How did it go with Miss Monroe?" Hunter asks as soon as I open the door. I give a prolonged grunt. I don't want to talk about it, "Hmmm, so it was bad… what went wrong?""Maybe Angie didn't forgive him for that quick knot?" Luc asks and my two so called 'friends' laugh at me. I regret telling them that, but I was in a state of maximum suffering and I needed to get it off my chest, "Come o
"It doesn't fill me with joy either, asshole," she spits furiously, "I don't know what happened, I felt absolutely nothing before, but today I woke up and... I can't stop being nauseous, my head hurts and I get dizzy if I stand still for too long. That's never happened to me before and those are pregnancy symptoms. So it's obvious.""But you're not sure? You didn't use one of those tests? And hasn't it only been a week?""Uh... I didn't use one of those," she replies, blinking, "But what else could it be? Come on, it's the only option, because some idiot fucking knotted me!""Shut up," I demand, my voice low and tight, "Someone might hear. Let's not lose our heads until we're sure, okay? I don't think it's even possible for you to be feeling pregnancy symptoms after a damn week. Tonight we'll go to the bathroom, you'll pee on that test and we'll be sure. Until then, we shouldn’t panic.""Why tonight? We should go right now and...""No. It’s too risky. The dad brigade is hanging around
{ Elliot }I was surprised that Angelique agreed to this, I was planning to beg and beg but I didn't think she was going to accept. Her response surprises me so much that for a few seconds I can't do anything but sit there accepting her kiss. When she bites down on my lip I come back to myself and I smile, because she said yes. I have a chance to redeem myself.I should take her to my room and make sure we're in a comfortable, clean place, but I can't find the power in me to separate my mouth from hers to say anything. I just close my eyes and let myself go with the flow. I don't even mind being here, anyway.As I lower my kisses down to her bare breasts, I remember that I'm getting close to a very sensitive part and that she's loud. Super loud. Which I love, but right now it's not safe at all. Apparently, she knows this, because when I start licking and playing with her nipples, she bites her lips and swallows any loud sounds that could get us into trouble."Where are you going?"