Reese’s POVTroy had stayed with her for two more days, not once leaving her side. He bathed her, fed her and dressed her. Nobody ventured into their quarters and Troy only allowed Dr Tyrell in to give her pain relief.He massaged her muscles three times a day, combed her hair and helped her brush her teeth. She felt like an invalid and kept wondering why the notorious playboy acted so caring and thoughtfully when it came to her.They watched movies and ate popcorn. Reese slept a lot and every time she closed her eyes and opened them again, Troy was right there, next to her. She felt conflicted, not sure how to act with him and wanting to dislike him intensely but finding that she didn’t.“So how am I supposed to repay you for all this care?” They were in bed with Reese propped against Troy’s chest as they watched a movie. Troy had been running his fingers through her curls, something she’d never liked before but somehow with him doing it, it relaxed her.“I’ve always wanted a surpris
Reese’s POVReese took a deep breath and opened Troy’s office door. She’d asked Julian to take her there and he hadn’t said a word about her not being allowed to go in, so she decided ‘screw it’ and walked in. Troy sat at the desk and stared out in front of him.He turned to look at her as she closed the door behind her and ripped her shirt open before she lost her nerve. It had clips not buttons and she’d chosen it specifically for this. Troy’s mouth opened as she stood there, flashing him her boobs.“Alpha Troy?” The voice came from behind her and she quickly pulled the two ends of her shirt over her breasts.“We can reconvene again this afternoon,” Troy said and Reese turned her head and looked over her shoulder. She looked at the faces of twenty Japanese men on a large screen and she felt her ears burn.Holy shit! She’d just flashed Troy in the middle of an international business meeting. The screen darkened and Reese turned back to look at Troy. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She’d only meant
Reese’s POVReese lay in the bathtub with a glass of wine on the step next to her. Her eyes were closed and she inhaled the lavender and jasmine blended oils. Her body was relaxed and true to her word, she hadn’t had any waxing done.She felt blissfully tired and her eyes snapped open as the bathroom door was opened. Troy leaned against the doorway and folded his arms across his chest. Reese didn’t move, she was covered by the bubbles.“Good day?” Troy asked her.“It was okay,” Reese replied and closed her eyes again.“Mine was somewhat distracting.” Reese opened her eyes again and watched the stupid smirk on Troy’s face. Her eyes trailed lower to the bulge in his pants and then she looked up again into Troy’s eyes. Reese stood up in the tub and stepped out onto the step.Troy’s breath hitched in his throat and his eyes didn’t leave her once. She walked right up to him and his arms fell to his sides, his fists clenched tight. Reese licked her lower lip and pulled the towel from the ra
Reese’s POVReese woke up and stretched her arms over her head. Her eyes snapped open as she realized that she’d be getting married in a few hours. Holy double decker shit! She wasn’t ready and she was sure now too that Troy wasn’t ready either.There had to be more to this arranged marriage than what her father was telling her and she had no idea who to ask. She glanced at the clock on the nightstand and saw that it was barely eight am. She had a few hours.Reese pulled a robe over her pajamas, not wanting to be caught unawares again, and waded out of the bedroom. She could smell bacon wafting from the kitchen. She was surprised to find Drake there but no Troy.“Morning,” Reese said and yawned.“Good morning, Reese. I took the liberty of making your breakfast this morning. I thought bacon would be better than a smoothie,” Drake said with a grin.“You thought right,” Reese said with a smile of her own. “Where’s Troy?”“On a conference call with Japan so I wouldn’t advise rushing in th
Reese’s POVJulian’s face told Reese everything she needed to know with regards to her looks. His eyes had widened and then he’d smiled when the front door slid open and she stepped out into the foyer.“I’ll take that as a sign that I look decent enough,” Reese said.“More than decent. You look really beautiful, Luna.”Reese smiled then, a genuine smile as they walked into the elevator with her arm in Julian’s arm. Her father was waiting for them in the foyer on the ground floor and he smiled broadly when he saw her for the first time.His eyes filled with tears as he kissed her cheek and tucked her arm into his. “You look magnificent, just like I knew you would. You are a special woman, Reese, and I know that the life you build for yourself here with Troy, will be filled with happiness, adventure and eventually love. I trust that he will care for you.”Reese didn’t say anything, she didn’t want to spoil the mood and upset her father. She didn’t know what her future had in store for h
Reese’s POVThey drove to the edge of Troy’s territory and the town’s docks. Troy transferred their luggage and then opened her door. He carried her to the boat and Reese had to laugh at his antics. She was still wearing her wedding dress and the sun had just set.“Where are we going?” Reese asked as they settled in the boat.“We’re going to Saxon Island. It’s borders are protected by magic and can’t be located without the rune,” Troy said and patted his pocket.He started the boat and eased them out of the docks and into the open water of another larger lake that bordered no man’s land. Their trip took twenty minutes and Reese gasped as they crossed an invisible border and the island appeared out of the blue.Her hair whipped about her face but Reese smiled. She could see the dock and about a hundred yards inland was a beach style house nestled in the groves of trees. It was spectacularly beautiful and she felt relaxed instantly. A week of bliss.What the fuck? Where had that thought
Troy’s POVTroy woke up to the chirping of birds and soft sunlight creeping over the furniture. It still felt early but he’d never had better sleep. His hand moved across the bed and he turned his head to find it empty and Reese nowhere in sight.He would have believed the previous night was a dream if it wasn’t for the ripped wedding dress on the floor or the buttons from his shirt he’d stepped on. Troy walked to the bathroom naked and stood in front of the mirror. His hand went to the bite mark and he smiled.He showered and pulled a pair of shorts on before heading down the hall to the kitchen where he could hear music and smell coffee and bacon. He leaned against the wall and watched Reese in front of the stove wearing a short sundress.Reese lifted her head and Troy smiled again as he walked towards her and planted a kiss on her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her waist. “The coffee smells great.”“Coffee it is,” Reese said with a smile and turned around in his arms.Troy lo
Reese’s POVTroy took his sneakers off outside the front door and they dripped water all the way to the bedroom. Troy put her down in front of the shower and leaned inside to switch the water on. His wet clothes landed on the floor and Reese didn’t wait for an invitation as she pulled her wet dress over her head.A new hunger for Troy started between her thighs as he stepped underneath the spray and held his hand out towards her. Her nipples pebbled and she could see the hunger reflected in his own eyes as he pulled her against him.Steam rose around them and she could feel Troy’s heart beating underneath her palm. She couldn’t get enough of this man and within seconds her back was against the wall and Troy was thrusting inside her again.She clung to him for dear life as her orgasm rampaged through her and his ragged breaths filled her ears. If not for fast healing, she wouldn’t be able to walk the next day. Troy pulled out of her and he lowered her so she could stand on her own two
Reese’s POVWhen the air fryer pinged, she pulled the drawer open and turned the basket over onto a bowl. She started grinding up the dried petals. Russo just watched her as she kept it up until the petals were ground into a fine powder.She mixed it with a little water and mixed it until it was a smooth paste. She didn’t let up or rest once, she just kept on working. After an hour, she was finally happy and she sat down on the swivel chair and wiped her forehead with her arm.“What now?” Russo asked her.“Now we administer it and wait. I should’ve known sooner, Russo, so many people died because I couldn’t figure this out,” Reese said.“Let’s go see if it works,” Russo said and stood up.He carried the tray with the small bowls Reese had separated the paste into and they headed back to the infirmary. It was nine pm and the streets were quiet as Reese power walked to the building in front of them.She headed straight for Troy’s room and Russo placed the tray down on the trolley table
Reese’s POVFor a few moments outside of Troy’s room, Reese couldn’t move or breathe. She wasn’t sure what it was but she was certain that maybe their baby had something to do with Troy wanting to get better. It was one of the biggest blessings for an Alpha, a son to take over from him.“Let’s get you back, Reese. It’s been a long day for you,” Russo said.“I want to check in on Max as well. He has no family here and Troy would want me to,” Reese said softly.“A quick check in, you need to go rest, this emotional rollercoaster isn’t good for the baby,” Russo said.Reese gave him a small smile and nodded her head. She did feel tired and the constant hope and worry were wreaking havoc with her system. She wanted to take a long, hot bath and sleep. Every night she had the same hope, that Troy would magically be awake the next morning.Russo led her just three doors further and opened the door. Max lay alone in the room, looking much the same as Troy had. His oxygen had lowered to 39% and
Reese’s POVNothing changed over the course of the next week and Reese felt like there was nothing more she could do to help. She’d exhausted all her options and every mix she could think of had no effect on the patients.Her stomach had gotten a lot bigger over the last two weeks and she’d felt her baby move. Dr Tyrell came up to the Alpha Suite, after Russo had made sure that he was completely sanitized, to do ultrasounds and check on her.They had over fifty people in the hospital now as the flu spread and Reese cried herself to sleep every night. She was the key, so why wasn’t she finding it? She was pissed off at the world and her biggest fear was that Troy would die.Russo had limited her to one visit a week and she was due to go see Troy again after lunch. News had spread and the whole pack knew that Troy and King Maximilian were in isolation rooms and that they were stable for the moment but incapacitated.Drake hardly seemed to leave the office and a conversation with Emily h
Reese’s POVThe combinations she’d been working on had kept Max from deteriorating further but it wasn’t healing him. It kept him in a sort of limbo and Reese was grateful for that at least. It gave her some time and she spent every free hour in the lab.Reese pushed herself away from the microscope and her hand rubbed over her chest. Russo was at her side instantaneously, his hand at the small of her back.“What’s wrong, Reese?”“I don’t know. It’s a weird sensation …” Reese turned wide eyes towards Russo. “It’s not me, it’s Troy, something’s wrong with Troy!”Reese was physically lifted from the floor as her legs automatically started moving towards the door. “No, Reese! I can’t let you expose yourself!”“Russo! Put me down immediately!” Her nails clawed at Russo’s arms but he held firm.“Not a chance, Reese! You are my first priority. Troy’s in good hands!”A scream tore from Reese’s throat and her body sagged against Russo’s. He didn’t let go of her, he just tightened his arms and
Reese’s POV“I’m okay, Reese, I promise. It’s just a cough and you know Tyrell. He’s going to monitor me and everything will be fine,” Troy said.“I’m coming to see you,” Reese said.“No! You are not coming anywhere near this infirmary. I’ve given Tyrell permission to intubate me the moment I collapse. Keep yourself and our baby safe, promise me, Reese.”Reese tried not to cry but the tears didn’t obey her silent order and they ran down her cheeks unchecked. “I will, I promise.”“Good. It’ll only be for a few days. Drake will be acting Alpha and he has orders to lock you in our suite if you don’t do this for me, okay?”Reese nodded her head, knowing full well he couldn’t see her and she clenched her eyes tight. “Okay,” she finally whispered.“I have to go now,” Troy said with a sigh and the call ended.Reese sank down against the wall and lowered her head to her knees and cried. In that moment, she hated Amber with everything in her. It was her fault that Troy was sick, her fault that
Troy’s POVTroy ran down the hall when he reached the other side of the floor and the door opened as he neared. Max was sitting on the couch, fully alert now with an oxygen mask over his face. He was a little pale and his hands shook but otherwise he looked okay.Max pulled the mask away from his face and looked at Troy. “I’m not going to the infirmary.”Troy gritted his teeth as he looked at his long-time friend. “Yes, you are. You are not dying, Max. I won’t allow it!”“If I get any worse, I’ll go but not before it’s absolutely necessary,” Max said.“Fine,” Troy relented and leaned against the wall.The other men in the suite didn’t look pleased but they refrained from saying anything because Max was their King and his word was the law. Troy didn’t like it one bit. Max needed to be monitored because he couldn’t let Max die on his watch.“The moment he so much as wheezes, I want him in the infirmary, you hear me?” Troy’s eyes darkened as he looked at each man.“Yes, Alpha. I’ll drag
Reese’s POVThe week progressed slowly and then on that fateful Friday morning all hell broke loose. Amber was the first one to die from the flu. Her body was moved to the morgue and Dr Tyrell had taken precautions even in the autopsy room and wore protective gear to do her autopsy.They all knew the cause of death would be carbon dioxide poisoning. It had taken Amber eight days longer to die than victims from other packs and that was due to Reese’s plants. She hadn’t liked Amber, but she hadn’t wanted her dead.Troy hadn’t reacted, at all. He nodded his head and went to his office. Reese felt morose and knew that he had to feel something. She was sure that he was hiding his emotions so as not to upset her but this wasn’t something she’d be jealous of.He’d loved her at one point and they had been mates with no rejection between them. She wished he’d talk to her and tell her how he felt. She watched him every night as he ate. The exhaustion was there because Troy never stopped.He wor
Drake’s POVThe days seemed to drag by. Work was trickling to a slower rate although they were kept busy with conference calls and meetings over Skype. They still had business dealings out in the world and they couldn’t just stop working. Humans weren’t affected by this flu epidemic and it made things difficult for them.At night he’d lie in bed next to Emily and think about the rising numbers of deaths in other packs and wondering what made them so special to hold the key. He’d already figured out that Reese would somehow come up with a cure.It was taking time though and he was worried about the sick warriors they had in the infirmary. He didn’t want any of his people to die, except maybe Amber. He didn’t care if she died, not after the shit she pulled.He shifted on his side and stared into Emily’s open eyes. Her hand cupped his cheek and he gripped it tightly. “What’s bothering you?”Drake sighed internally. “Besides the cock talk? Not much, really.”Emily smiled and his heart flu
Reese’s POVRusso dressed Reese in a rainsuit with a mask, a plastic shield over the mask and a hairnet. She had to wear medical grade gloves and make her way to the lab in the mornings. She tried to stifle her laughter as Russo trudged behind her, the plastic of his own rainsuit squeaking with each step.“What’s the hairnet for?”“I have no fucking idea but it covers your hair, don’t bitch about it,” Russo said and adjusted his own hairnet.Reese laughed as she stopped inside her office and Russo started disinfecting everything. He did that every single day, even though nobody else came into their office or lab. She felt fine and even Troy had been cleared by the doctor.The number of sick had risen to twenty, all of them warriors that had worked shifts in the dungeon and had had contact with Amber. She was their patient zero and for now it seemed that the many respiratory plants were helping and the patients in the infirmary weren’t doing too badly.“All clear,” Russo said and took