He brought me to the secret lair of he and his brothers? Was that a trick statement meant to make me swoon and drop down my pants or was he really telling the truth? “So, keep it a secret. Don’t tell Naomi even.” Adam said, stepping away from me finally. He turned aside to look at the waterfall. “Sure I will keep your secret. Although I don’t know if it’s because saying it out would spoil your getaways with other girls whom you might have said the same thing to, or if it is because…” I was still talking—still asking myself when I had gotten this brazen—when all of a sudden Adam's lips were on mine. A record time. I thought, before blinking my eyes closed and kissing him as softly as he was doing. It was like he was worshipping my lips. But how fast could he move? It wasn’t his birthday yet. One second I was talking, and the next second or less than that, he was right up here with me. I wish I was that fast. I would have left the pack a long time ago. “You still think I
“Maya, are you okay?” Adam asked, after about five minutes of silence. He must be wondering why I had suddenly withdrawn from him.“I am fine.” “Do you need me to apologize further? I’m really sorry for bullying you. I promise that your remaining days here—in this pack, should you decide to stay—would be peaceful and enjoyable.” Determination rang true in Adam’s voice. I only nodded, not knowing what to say.That’s good? Or that’s noble of you? Noble would have been not bullying me in the first place. Well, all that has passed. What mattered now was that he was trying to make amends. But was I supposed to scrap all the bullying acts he had committed against me because he pleaded guilty and pledged to make amends? I sighed in frustration. When would we be leaving this cave? Lunch break should be over.“Maya..” Adam’s voice jerked me out of my thoughts. He was so close to me. I had been so caught up in my thoughts that I hadn't noticed him walk into my space. But I refused to co
I opened my eyes slowly, drowsily, sexually. Adam smiled down at me, touched his finger gently to my swollen lips, caressed it for a little second, before replacing the finger with his lips. A peck, and another. I blinked to bring him into focus. My body was locked with his; I could feel him, thick and heavy, buried deep within the tightness of my core. His smile was lazy and sated, his blue eyes holding masculine satisfaction that he had done so much more than simply please me. He looked as if he might start purring over his own prowess. I found my smile hovering too close to the surface. He was moving again with slow, languid strokes that kept heat scorching my body, keeping my nipples pressing into the muscles of his chest. I reached up and gently traced the hard line of his jaw. Adam captured my hand, brought it to his mouth to kiss, then laced his fingers through mine. He stretched my arms above my head and held them there, leaving my body open and vulnerable to his con
There was such weariness in the eyes of Adam as he stood at the edge of the waters and watched me play around inside the river. Yes. I had taken him up on his offer, and had decided to pay a visit to the beautiful stream which was damn cold but cool to swim in.I watched him rake his hands across his hair and sighed. And I wondered what could be the problem. Did he remember something bad?“Are you okay?” “Yeah. It’s nothing.” He fixed a fake smile on his face. But his eyes remained the same. Sad. Tired. Was the workload or expectations on him heavy? Or was it because I was leaving? I wasn’t sure of the answer, and I didn’t want to trouble myself with those either. Besides, he would tell me if he wanted to. “It’s just that I don’t deserve you…” He muttered, but I managed to glean the words properly. My ears must be overly sensitive today.I nodded, a slow smile curving my mouth. "Of course you don't deserve me. I'm so good and brave and perfect." My smile was teasing, frankly sexy
“We should go.” Adam said, as we lounged around near the borderlines of the clear water. We must have been lying down there, holding each other for more than twenty minutes, after the third round of sex we had in the water. It was terrific.He was staring at me even as he began to trail his fingers on my arm, then down to the curve of my naked buttocks. I chuckled. “Why are you laughing?” Amusement danced in his eyes. He knew why I was chuckling. “Well, you mentioned that we had to go, but here you are, playing with my buttocks. Do you want to go again? I mean..you know…” I was sputtering now, and Adam was laughing out loud without remorse, obviously humored by my clumsy avoidance of calling the f word or just sex. Even though every last shred of shyness had disappeared during our string of lovemaking earlier, I was still feeling abashed, my cheeks red, when it came to saying the word to him.There was also a freeness to Adam’s activities, like a burden has been released from his s
When Adam and I stepped out of the garden, we came face to face with his circle of friends, and Noami. Naomi’s eyes widened when she saw us walking toward them, with our hands clasped.Claire was growing in anger. But no one paid attention to her.“Where have you two been? In the garden? Since lunch break?” That was Timothy, his voice drowning in incredulity. Adam nodded to the statement, returning to his cool as cucumber self, withdrawing into his shell; his smile, stiff. Noting that, I wished I could drag him back to the cave where his soul had been so lifted and free, and his worries forgotten. But then if wishes were horses, beggars would ride. We were back to reality.“Well, school is over. We should be going so that we can prepare for the party.” Daniel stated, still darting glances between I and Adam. He shook his head afterward, and walked away, without waiting for a response. I knew that Noah and Daniel knew where Adam and I had been all this while. It was written all ove
The first dress was short. Naomi had tried all she could to convince me to wear the dress, but to no avail. The dress, not only short, also hung tight on my whole curves. And as much as I wanted Adam’s eyes glued to me tonight, I wasn’t going to dress like Lilian or Claire to achieve that purpose.“Maya, the dress isn’t slutty. I wouldn’t tell you to wear it if it was so. It’s just short and cute. Well, since you don’t like it, you can try this one. I believe it will suit your taste.” Naomi said, taking the short gown from my hand and dropping it inside her box. Then, she handed me a blue dress, a light with glittering diamond-like crystals adorning it. The dress like the other hung to my curves, but it flowed down to my ankle. A relief. It had a slit that tore from my thighs down; which puts a task on the male folk to imagine what's underneath the gown after the slit.“Wow, you are looking beautiful, Maya. Adam would love it!” Naomi said, screaming the last clause, hurrying to get
NaomiI opened the front door to see my brother resting idly on his car, twirling his car keys around his index finger."You girls aren’t done yet?"I heard a deep voice say and shifted my gaze to the west angle of the car to know who had spoken. Adam. What was he doing here? Oh my. My brother…that traitor. I cussed, glaring at Timothy who shrugged his shoulders. How would I give Maya a heads up now?"Hello Naomi. You are looking beautiful.” Adam said, staring at me with mild admiration. He probably hadn’t expected me to clean up so fine.I smiled, unable to help it. Compliments always felt good."Hello Adam. Thanks for the compliment. You are not looking bad yourself. Did you tell Maya that you were coming?" I stepped down the short stairs, making my way to the duo."I don’t think so." Adam replied, throwing a wink at me which Timothy saw and huffed. My brother looked the other way, tapping his feet on the floor. He was obviously impatient."Stop hitting on my sister in front of
Was this a joke? It’s a lame one if it was.When I perused Daniel’s face however, he wasn’t laughing because he had made a joke, he was laughing because he thought it funny that I was lost for words in the face of his comment. He was serious. What the hell?! What in god's name was this anomaly? Was there no first aid kit in the Queen’s house? Was there no healer there? Even if there wasn’t, couldn’t the Queen have tended to the wounds since Adam was a guest of the palace?I released a string of curses then, ignoring the comical expression on Daniel’s face. Who had brought the stupid idea of bringing the hooligan to my house?I ruffled my hair angrily, disregarding my significant other’s exasperation with me for letting my emotions out in the open. ‘Must you act like you are actually shocked? This Lycan isn’t stupid. He would read you off like a book, or rather he has read you up already. No way would you be escaping his clutches now.’ She might be right, but this was no time to
Raul didn't smile at my figurative expression. He looked in the direction of Daniel rather—the manager had taken the Lycan to one side to discuss with him. I'm sure the manager was having the time of his life. "You should have told me…" Raul spoke, retuning his attention to me. "I would have bought you something, maybe taken you to the eatery just a few miles away from the store." All to prevent Daniel from walking with me? That was a little too late, because the anticipation of having Laura's food on an empty stomach was more tempting that going out on a date with Raul. 'It isn't a date. He just wants to buy you food.' Whatever. "I can still take you now…." Really? Nah. Sorry dude, try again the next time. "That's won't be necessary. I will be walking her home now. Her request was granted." Daniel said, interrupting us, giving the expert no I wanted to give Raul. "Are you ready to leave?" Daniel asked me, done with Raul. "I just need to get my bag." I mused, and left the bo
“Are you getting off on this? Are you a fan of bdsm? Do the hits and scorn give you the thrill you seek for?" Daniel's shock has given way to dry humor. He was annoyed. Well, I would be if the roles were reversed. Why the hell had I slapped him? Though it was called for—he had bullied me because he was just bored; he had made my life miserable because he was just bored—he didn't deserve it because he wouldn't know the exact reason why I had slapped him. He had a worser reason than Adam though. I wondered what Noah's would be. Maybe he was the one getting off the abuse? To Daniel's stupid yet deserved question, I shook my head. "Did you hit Adam when both of you had gotten cozy a week ago? See, I have thought about it, and for Adam to kiss you, to get into your space, it would mean that you had let him, that you had let him touch you. Am I wrong?" I gave no response, other than scrunching my face in disgust. Daniel didn't buy the fake expression this time around. "So, h
Daniel literally flinched at the vehemence in my voice. He didn’t see it coming. He flinched and withdrew his hand from my arm as if the entirety of my hand was hot fire. “I’m sorry. I just got over excited.” He said after a beat of silence had gone by, surprising me for the second time today. “I will help you arrange the boxes. We can talk as we do that, right?” I said nothing, instead I watched, stupefied, as he opened one of the cartons—he didn’t wait for a reply from me—and brought out a product. “Where should this go?” A good question that will retrieve an answer from me, because there was no way I would allow him to give me double work by not shelving properly. “Put it under that area. Others like it go on the same row. You know what I mean?” Daniel released a nervous laugh. “I might not be like Raul who serves the commoner, but I’m not dumb.” Thank the gods for that. I retraced my footsteps back to the carton I had been working on, choosing to be civil for the sake of m
Daniel balled his fists in anger at the question thrown to him by Raul. He darted glances between I and Raul as if we were both joining hands to attack him. Gabriella left his side, as if she was afraid that he might get insane, and walked to my side. Daniel, noticing this, gritted his teeth, before freeing his hands. “Good boy. Good that you noticed that this is not your living room, or your pack, or the school where students lived for drama. Now what do you want?” Raul asked, causing my eyes to widen in surprise. Was the boy courting death? I wondered, folding my arms across my chest. As much as I believe Raul’s words, I liked the drama. Gabriella mirrored my actions. We watched as Daniel opened his mouth, and then shut it. I wasn’t sure if it was because of nerves seeing that Raul had displaced him before he even started, or because whatever he wanted to say was embarrassing. Looking at him now, it was hard to believe that he was the same Daniel with the most running mouth amo
“Dora, do you think we will be done with this today?” Levina asked me as we slotted goods into their specific positions on a shelf. True to her word she had turned in her application to the store owner, who had hired her on the spot. But why not? Mr Lethon was a popular figure, and also a good person. I still remembered his last words to me the last time I had been in his office. He was good just like Peter. Peter had dropped me here before heading back home with Laura and a wide eyed Diana. My little sister had heard the news of my loss of control. It amazed her, rather than terrified her. But then, Diana was Diana, rarely terrified. “Yes, I believe we will. Gabriella mentioned that she will be here to help us after her work with Raul.” Levina snorted. “Raul can easily do that by himself. He should just release Gabriella to us. He knows that we need her more than he does.” Yes, he probably does. I thought, picking up another item and shelving it correctly. Incorrect shelving m
Can't I have a moment of rest in my little life? I mused, watching Adam and his brothers watch me. Skepticism shrouded their eyes thickly. But would my unpredictability stop them from disturbing my already chaotic life? I don't think so. I sighed wearily. There must be some other way to get them off my back. Unless I might really have a fit here. I was already fed up with the up and downs of this week.First, it was the bullying episode on my first day. On my second day, I had gotten involved with another bullying episode in my workplace. My fourth and fifth days were uneventful-thank god. That's apart from the meeting with the Queen. But today was the worst of all.Today, I lost control over my magic powers, and burnt more than four classrooms. I just escaped from Raul and his enthralling eyes and love. I just escaped from expulsion from a school I have barely spent a week in. I just landed my ass into the Queen's trap. And now, just when I had tried inhaling deeply to calm myself,
"She must be expelled from our school! Did you see the amount of damage she had done in the school? She hasn't even been in the school for a week, and already she is courting trouble left, right and center. What's next on her agenda?!" Maybe burn your nose. I thought meekly, staring at the woman who hadn't stopped hissing and clamoring for my expulsion since I had stepped into the boardroom that was big enough to house more than a hundred students. So, this was the worst that could happen? Expulsion from school? It didn't hit hard as I thought it would, but I didn't want to be expelled though. I wanted to finish high school. I already dropped out in the pack, I can't drop out here again. I wasn't sure when Laura and Peter had been called, but the two had been around when I had stepped into the room. Laura had immediately left her seat, and had started fussing over me, asking if I was okay, and all that. She had found it confusing that I had not a smell of smoke on my body. I hadn'
I can't believe myself. I can't believe what I had done, when I had opened my eyes and saw the classroom free of smoke, free from the flames I had conjured mere minutes ago. I had jumped on Raul. It was supposed to be a thank you hug, you know, coming from a place of excitement, of happiness that I had finally mastered how to control my magic to some extent, but the hug ended up being the ones couple shared after being apart for probably a year. I had hugged him quite alright, but my legs had moved, of their accord. They had jumped and plastered themselves around his waist. They were still there. Around his waist. My mind was in shambles, especially since Raul had managed to catch me with all precision, still held me now, and showed no signs of letting go. Don't I weigh anything? I retrieved my head from the crook of his neck which scented of masculinity. This contact needed to end now. "Ehmm.." I muttered now, looking into his face, which although wasn't red as mine, showed the