XANDER The way her eyes narrowed into slits told me that she was about to protest, and I weirdly found her stubbornness attractive for some reason. Maybe I needed professional help at this point. “Let me fucking go. I mea—”On instinct, I used her wrist to pull her into my arms and crashed my lips against hers to shut her up. She used her free hand to push my chest, but I didn’t let her go, I just pressed my lips harder against hers, swiping my tongue out every few seconds to seek entrance. April groaned against my lips, now fisting a portion of my shirt and pulling on it to get me away from her, but I still didn’t budge. I couldn’t bring myself to stop kissing her even though I knew that I should before her protests worsened. When her stubborn refusal got a tad annoying, I grabbed both of her wrists in one of mine and pinned them behind her back, before wrapping my other palm around the base of her neck to keep our lip’s connected because I couldn’t bear for them to be apart. M
BROOKEMy life was worse than hell, all the seven circles combined couldn’t compare to how horrible it was. And Ace was the bastard repeatedly lighting the match. A perfect example was last night when he showed up to a family dinner reeking of sex. He clearly smelt like another female and there’s no one at the table who didn’t pick up on it. Everyone acted like they were ignoring it, but from the subtle disgusted glares my mother kept shooting my way when no one was looking, I knew she would rain hell on me once we got home. I’d thought Ace was sensible enough to act better around our families, but he clearly didn’t have a shred of respect for anyone on the face of the earth. He could’ve saved me so much trouble by simply cleaning up better before dinner, but he’d much rather be an insufferable asshole by not doing so. After dinner, my mother rained me with derogatory comments and insults as usual before sending me into a den for another group of wrinkled old Alphas to do with me
APRILI’ve never wanted the ground to open up and swallow me whole as I did right now. It felt like the gods would jump down from the clouds and strike me dead if I dared to reject Brooke’s pleas to join her for lunch, because I was clearly the cause of her distress. But the guilt, shame and discomfort I felt from being around her was the worst kind of torture, that’s why I kept wishing for a quick end to my life whenever she was near. Brooke was such a sweetheart and I felt horrible that I was one of the major causes of her heart ache. If I could end what I had with Ace easily, I would’ve done so since the first night I saw her crying after their argument, but knowing him, he’d have my secrets circling the entire school the second I tried to back out of the contract and I couldn’t afford to have that happen. When she asked me if I knew anything about the volunteer she’d seen him leave with on that night, I nearly shriveled up on the spot with the shock that slammed into me. I kne
APRIL I was completely floored by his confession. While I’d boldly pointed out that he didn’t like me, I wasn’t expecting him to counter it by confessing that he did. I’d just thought he would apologize for how he reacted when Xander threw the question at him and nothing more. From the way he’s been treating me of late, I guessed that he liked me better than his other friends, but I hadn’t expected him to confess to it this way. I felt so flustered by his words that I decided to wave it off as a joke instead of responding in an emotional way. “Of course you like every bit of me, I’m adorable,” I wiggled my brows and chuckled lightly, hoping to steer him off the topic that way. “That’s right. But I hope you know I’m serious as a heartbeat about my feelings for you. It’s way too stressful to remain in denial about them, especially when they seem to multiply by the day and you’re on my mind every second of the day,” he went into a more in-depth confession that completely swept me of
APRIL Everything still felt like a dream. From Nick’s confession, to how he’d reassured me, and then the way he’d swept me off my feet with that heart melting kiss we shared. All of it felt too good to be real, so much that I’d kept pinching myself secretly while we headed to his apartment, and since none of the punches made me jump from sleep, I had to accept that it was all real.When we finally arrived at his house, he suggested cooking me a meal and I insisted on helping. After refusing my help a few times, I kept badgering him until he finally gave in and accepted it. He had a recipe book that was his mom’s and he said that he’d memorized all the recipes since he was a teenager but he liked having it nearby while he cooked because it just made him feel closer to her. I found that heartwarming and adorable and it somehow made the process of cooking more enjoyable. We laughed heartily, fed each other tasting samples, talked about our food fails over the years and even danced to
APRIL When I woke up the next morning, I was surprised to find myself in bed because I recalled us falling asleep on the living room couch. It was sweet of him to have carried me into the room so gently that he didn’t disturb my sleep. “Nick?” I called out softly as I yawned, only to look around and see that he wasn’t in bed but there was a surprise waiting for me where he should’ve been. In his place, there was a tray of delicious smelling breakfast on a tray. It was stacked with chocolate pancakes, sausages, scrambled eggs, strawberries, and a jug of coffee. I sat up in bed, my eyes watering up again at the sweet gesture. No one had ever been this intentional and kind to me, I wasn’t sure how to react to being treated with so much care and adoration. If he was any sweeter to me, I’d probably become diabetic at this point. “Hey, sweetheart, you're up,” Nick walked into the room with two mugs, smiling at me like I was the most pleasing sight in existence. “Thank you so much for
XANDER I nearly threw my monitor across the room as the pictures flooded in. My Private Investigator, Shane, was doing his job a little too well, uncovering things that left me wishing for death with how furious and jealous they made me. The last few days, he has only been able to send me pictures of April going about her normal activities, from being an insufferable nerd in the library, her silly volunteering gigs, and her stuck up student board meetings. After getting boring pictures for a couple of days, I assumed that her and Nick’s closeness was in the dumps after that little stunt of mine, but judging from the pictures now displayed on my system, they were back and closer than ever. The first one was of them in his car that was parked in a deserted street corner, kissing like they were each other’s better half. There’s something about it that seemed different and unsettling, and I hated it. The pictures that followed were of them holding hands and walking into his house lik
XANDERHow long would it take for me to bleed out and die if I stabbed myself in the eye? I wondered. For the next couple of minutes that followed, I felt like I was constantly thinking of all the fastest ways to end my life so I didn’t have to tolerate this mind numbingly boring conversation between my father and his unwanted guests. The worst part of it all was that I couldn’t simply zone out of the conversation because I was required to be present enough to answer whatever questions were thrown my way. It was either I engaged in the conversation as little as I could or I risked incurring my father’s wrath once they left the dinner table. And trust me, a boring conversation that made me want to take my life was much better than being on the receiving end of my supposedly calm father’s wrath. “You’re a business major, right? I’ve heard wonderful things about the business program in Enigma college, it’s by far the best in the country,” Luna Mendel was speaking to me and I was tryi
***The three most powerful Alphas had reconvened for a meeting again, and the focus of the day was April Lawson. She was the woman who held the strings of fate in her hands without even knowing it. Those strings were their precious Alpha Heirs, and if tugged on the strings hard enough, the entire world would come crumbling down as she unleashed irreversible damnation. The Alpha Kings couldn’t sit quietly and watch it happen, so they sat around a round table in their secret meeting place and sought to stop the deadly prophecy’s fulfillment. “She’s still at it, and we all know that this supposed peace at the moment won’t last long,” Alpha Davenport started the conversation. Alpha Bright shifted in his seat, focusing on the whiskey bottle that Alpha Jackson was tipping into a glass cup. He was patiently waiting his turn because he needed some liquor before he could tackle the unending and unnerving trial that April was. Having a conversation about a prophecy that would soon mark th
ACEThen, she wiggled out of my grasp and got on her knees before me, unzipping my pants and bunching them around my ankles before I could even process another thought. “Let’s give this big boy a hand, huh?” she bit her lower lip in a heated way as she pulled my briefs down and wrapped a hand around my cock. “Yeah, sure,” I made a strained noise as she started to pump up and down my softened length. That sound didn’t come from a place of arousal though, it was an attempt to voice my disinterest in any sexual act, but something forced that argument back down my throat before I could even voice it out. Brooke mistook it for encouragement and made her mouth join in by replacing her hands with it. She gave me one of the sloppiest blowjobs I’d ever experienced, but I didn’t still feel any shred of attraction or sexual stimulation. She’d even taken off her shirt so that her boobs were bouncing as she moved her head about while sucking my dick, but the sight wasn’t doing any good as lon
ACE“What do you think about these invites? I had them handcrafted by the best artists so that they would have a homely feel,” my mother grinned. The house staff by her side, Madam Zoe, placed the stack of invites in her hand on the table and my mother shoved them towards me and Brooke. “Oh, they’re wonderful! Absolute perfection!” Brooke gushed as she grabbed a copy of the invitation card from the pile. “I’m glad you love it, you’ve always had an amazing eye for detail and I worked hard to live up to that,” my mother said proudly. I peeked into the invitation card as Brooke held it closer to her face while grinning and I didn’t feel a shred of the excitement she was oozing with.Despite that, I still wanted to marry her because it felt like the only right option, the mere thought of not marrying her seemed like an utterly painful outcome. How could I feel so strongly about her and not be excited about the wedding in the slightest? It was a mystery to me. “You did amazing with t
APRIL I was in disbelief upon hearing Nick’s response. Frankly, I’d expected him to recite his usual bit about not wanting to share me, or hoping that I would come around to only wanting him, so I was completely shocked by his new take on the matter. Selfishly, a part of me was pleased that he was finally open to sharing me with Xander since Ace was now out of the picture. I felt relieved that I would no longer have to tiptoe around him when his friend asked me on dates or dropped in to visit. But one thing still bothered me, and I wanted to make an attempt to squash it even though it would mean losing Nick. Just like Ace, he deserved more than constant hurt and confusion because he was fighting for my affection. I just needed him to know that there was always the option of having a lover that would cherish him enough to want only him. After all he’d done for me, he deserved that courtesy. “Are you sure that’s what you want?” I asked in a solemn tone, holding his gaze as he did
APRIL Brooke was the first to meet my gaze, and that’s only because Ace’s gaze was still pinned on her. From the corner of my eye, I could see her rolling her eyes at me in disgust, but I didn’t care about that because I was too focused on Ace. Something about him seemed off but I couldn’t place a finger on it even if I tried. Still, he had his eyes on Brooke and he was looking at her like he couldn’t bear to look away for a second. It was borh infuriating and confusing because the Ace I knew barely ever looked at Brooke with such reverence. When I was present, I was the only one he was able fo focus on, and now, he wasn’t even willing to acknowledge my presence. He should be looking at me, not her, not anyone else. This couldn’t be the same man who’d driven to me moments after calling off his wedding and took me on one of the loveliest impromptu dates I’d ever been on. That man had his eyes on me and only me, and it was my undoing that that was no longer the case.Ace’s eyes be
APRILEven though I was watching a Barbie marathon to keep my mind off things, I couldn’t stop glancing at my phone every few seconds. Ace should’ve been up from his nap hours ago, it was almost evening now. If he was still passed out sleeping, I’d feel pretty bad that his hangover was so horrible because I was off the rails and he was trying to keep me from suffering the same fate he was now saddled with. However, since he was a werewolf—and an Alpha heir—I was certain that the effects of the hangover would’ve worn off by now. And yet, I had no calls or texts from him and that really bothered me. I strongly suspected that something was off. Besides, he said he would call when he woke up, and I’d been eagerly looking forward to it. On one end, I just wanted to know how he was doing and if his hangover had gotten better, and on the other end, I just really wanted to hear his voice again. “Fuck it,” I threw caution to the wind and searched up his contact before hitting the dail bu
ACEBrooke’s eyes flared open in awe at my response, but she wasted no time pulling me into the house and shutting the door behind me. Pretty soon, she was throwing her arms around me in a hug and something in me was more than eager to reciprocate, so I weaved my hands around her too. “You have no idea how glad I am that you’re here,” she squeezed me tightly.Her surprise seemed a bit far-fetched to me, because this feeling of deep longing for her was now my default mode and I expected her to have known that I’d come for her. On my way here, it was crystal clear that nothing in the world could’ve kept me away from her. “Of course, I’m here. I wanted nothing more than to set eyes on you again and now that I have, it’s the most amazing feeling in the world and I never want to leave your side,” I looked down at her as I spoke.Despite how every force in my body was gravitating towards her and assuring me that I was doing the right thing, something still felt strange about it.I could
ACEAlpha Davenport was a little too pleased to drive me to my parents’, and I could easily guess “why”.He assumed that Xander and I had made some reasonable progress while talking indoors and I was now heading home to make things right with my parents, but that couldn’t be further away from the truth. “Thanks for the ride,” I murmured as the car came to a halt outside my parent’s house. For some reason, Xander sputtered a laugh and his father shot him a confused look. I could guess what he found so amusing, but I didn’t share the same opinion on the matter so I didn’t react. Nothing about the hectic situation I was entangled in seemed amusing. “Anytime,” Alpha Davenport answered before driving off. Moments later, I was storming into the living room and startling my parents who were seated by the bar and sharing an afternoon cap. “Ace,” my mother nearly spat out the whiskey in her mouth, “you didn’t say you were dropping by.” I ignored that and kept walking towards them, my ey
BROOKE“Savant, Brooke speaking,” I answered. “The meeting has been set, but it’ll cost you a fortune,” Savant replied, and I could already tell that the fortune was monetary from his tone. “Nothing can cost more than the consequences of missing out on securing that meeting, I’m willing to pay anything,” I didn’t care that I sounded desperate as long as I got what I was gunning for. “Be on standby for the details,” Savant’s response was punctuated with the call’s end. Seconds after that, my phone lit up with a text from Savant with the amount I was being charged and the account to deposit it into. It was indeed a hefty sum, but I didn’t bat an eyelid before logging into a secret bank account where I saved for rainy days such as these and made the transfer. As soon as the payment was confirmed, Savant sent me a text with the meeting details and I was advised to arrive within the next hour or else I would lose my spot. In a second, I was hurrying out of the office and jumping into