"Okay. It started one humid summer night at that place I was sent to because of my previous misdeminor you all know about. Anyway, I was walking around minding my own business when all of a sudden this big scary alpha crashes into me from behind and starts rambling about wanting to be alone with me," I take a breath and make sure to look at everyone in the jury, "Now, Franco is saying that I 'was all over him for days, seducing him' but I have the whole camp as a witness and they know that I adore my Fated Alpha, Elliot Thorne, and I was only being nice to Franco because we all thought he was in love with me and I didn't want to make him feel bad. ""Get to the point, Monroe, please," my lawyer repeats, pinching the bridge of his nose. My father gives me a thumbs up from his seat in the audience."If I get straight to the point: Franco Jazzer is a rapist and caused me serious psychological issues, without telling the whole story, no one will understand and maybe they'll let him go fre
I say goodbye to Damiena as I struggle out of her tiny car. My short skirt flies as I get out."Remember to pick me up at 6 to go to the salon, but stop by to get Frances first, so we don't have to cross the pack twice," I remind her, and Damiena nods, "Oh, and bring your gold dress, the prom dress. We'll all wear gold.""Great!" she squeals. I know how much she loves wearing that dress and bragging about how expensive it was. She waves goodbye and leaves.I stare at her until the gate opens again and she can get out. Then I look up and sigh. I really missed my home.It's the complete opposite of the camp. Clean, elegant, spacious and always smells fresh. I leave my purse and phone on the reception table, next to the most recent vase of flowers my dad gave my mom and I walk into the living room, where I can hear my parents talking."Hi, I'm home," I announce, coming down the three steps and almost running to the couch where they’re sitting, looking very serious. I sit down next to my
My hands start shaking but before I can spend the rest of the day obsessing over this confusing conversation I just had with him, I walk to the living room where my parents still are."I did some thinking and I guess having a little sibling won't be so bad after all and I was wrong to react that way because I'm a grown woman," I announce, standing completely firm in front of them to look more put together. My parents stare at me open-mouthed, as if they don't believe this is happening. I guess it's not very me to face the problem, “If you can promise you won't stop loving me or push me aside or cut my inheritance in half, then I'll even say 'congratulations' followed by a hug."My mother gets up to hug me, assuring me that I'm always going to be the favorite. Just what I wanted to hear. I smile, feeling even better when my dad joins in the hug, telling me the same things."Congratulations," I tell them and then all is well. Who knew apologizing and acting mature could be so easy?My
Before I get in the shower, I grab my phone to check the time and I can see that I have a voicemail that someone left me at two in the morning. I don't have time to see what it is, so I just ignore it and start getting ready for the day.I don't know what's wrong with me today, but I'm more irritable than usual. I ran the daily five miles but I still had a lot of adrenaline, so I demanded that we run more. Only four of the kids were able to keep up for another three miles with me, but I honestly don't care. Afterwards, I took them to The Wall thinking that would cheer me up a little more, but it didn't work, it just made me remember that the last person who managed to climb it (illegally, of course) was Angelique with Franco's help. These kids are so boring. The most boring group of delinquents I've ever had. They can't hold my attention with anything."Have you ever taken them to the Ayala base?" Luc asks and the thought flashes in my head. I've never taken them there but it’s a g
{ Angelique }I take two pills and almost a gallon of water the moment I wake up. My mouth is dry and foul, my guesses are that I threw up sometime during the night. My head hurts. Contrary to popular belief, I don't get drunk very often. I always drink in moderation because I know I'm a crier and can't stand any pain.I rip off my dress, unintentionally tearing the zipper. I groan and set it aside by my sewing machine, even though I should take it to the dry cleaners first. I walk in my underwear to my bathroom, hoping Thamara has hired the cleaning company and they are already fixing up my house. I decide not to worry because, knowing her, they probably arrived to clean at 6am. Thamara is the most efficient person I know and I'm grateful for the moment she came into my life because without her I wouldn't get anything done.I turn on the faucet to my bathtub and then open a bottle of bubbles, almost pouring the entire contents in there. After a month in the filthy, musty, open-to-p
Dario's lips are soft, plump and taste minty fresh. He's perfect. He's everything I need. Rich, polite, sweet, he only says nice things, he listens to everything I say, he respects me, he thinks I'm amazing and beautiful and yet... I can't. And to be fully honest It's not even about my wolf sometimes, it's me too. I can't feel anything for him besides friendship even though he's such a nice guy. But despite that and what my father thinks, I know he would make a perfect husband."It's okay, Angelique," he assures me, combing my hair back with a quiet smile even though I feel his erection demanding attention under me. I'm mortified, "I’ve told you, we don't have to do anything if you don't want to. I'm happy just kissing you, really.""No, it's not okay," I whimper, squeezing my eyes tightly shut, "I don’t know what is going on. I'm a slut. And you're so sexy it hurts. This should be easy.""You're not a slut.""Oh, yes. Yes I am," I laugh, and place my forehead on his, bringing my ha
{ Elliot }I hate my life.I realize this when I walk into my room, ready to play for a while, take a shower and lay down in silence. But instead, I find Xavier on Luc's bed. He’s face down ass up while Luc (completely naked) is fingering his ass."Elliot!" Luc roars in complete anger as soon as he notices me. Xavier squeals like a girl. I'm just petrified in the doorway, shutting my eyes tight so I never have to see anything like that again, "What the fuck, dude?! GET OUT!”"Sorry, I didn’t know you guys where in here. I'll go kill myself now,” I spit before I leave the room without looking at them again. I walk to the cafeteria’s kitchen so I can drown my sorrows in food.Every few seconds I shake with disgust.Everything is going wrong in my life right now.I consider calling Angelique again to complain about it, but I stop myself. I know she won't answer, it's obvious she's had enough of me. Even I am sick of myself and this damn situation.Over these past days I’ve realized that
The man frowned as he thought about it and my father opened his mouth to ruin my plan."But you...""I already spent some time there, yes, we all know that, but I did my time," I lied, not letting my father speak. The head of security shrugged and asked my father if that sounded good to him. I bit down hard on my lower lip, shaking with anticipation when I saw my father considering the situation."Hmm..." he thinks it over for a bit with his eyes on mine, telling me a million things with them, "Okay. Then I can keep a close eye on her behavior.""Not that we doubt your word, Alpha Monroe, but someone unrelated to her has to be on charge of her, making sure she’s doing what she needs to."My father and the old man went back to the office and talked for a while. Then my father came out alone and informed me without looking at me that General and Sergeant Thorne would be arriving to pick me up, then he left. Four hours have passed and they have not arrived.So here I am, sad and alone.