Ariah’s POVThe sun's rays penetrate through the windows and perched steadily on my eyebrows, jeering me out of the uneasy sleep with a sting in my eyelids. "Ugh!" I groaned, but there was worse to come for this very day than the annoying rays of the sun. I woke up with a sour taste in my mouth and my eyes were burning with laziness. What kind of a start to the day was this? I wasn't sure I had slept up to two hours, time had moved so fast, but in reality, I had slept for almost ten hours. I felt so exhausted and weak and what made it more dreadful was waking up to the realization that Layla was now Ethan's Luna. I clasped my head in my hands as my fingers ran through my hair, what a fucking occurrence! The day was going to be a miserable one, I could already see it. Let's just call it the first day of hell, the first out of many. By hell, I meant Layla's reign as queen, it was going to be chaotic and all those who had cheered for her would surely regret their actions. It wasn'
Ariah’s POVShe was certainly a control freak, a werewolf trying to establish such powers in a Lycan pack was certainly one of the most absurd things I had ever seen.I just watched, gasping from time to time and just staring down in disbelief, What kind of a woman was she? It was at this moment that I got the feeling that I was indeed playing with fire, Layla was terrifying. Her words and the cold way she said them were enough to send a chill running up one's spine. Behind that beautiful face was a devilish creature that only wanted to see others in pain as long as she was satisfied.I saw Ethan coming long before anyone else did and that was the first time I breathed a sigh of relief, at least he was going to put an end to this madness, even though it was temporary. Layla was the last person to be aware of Ethan's presence mostly because her back was to him. There was a confused frown on Ethan's face as he stared at the scene, "What's going on?" He asked, staring quizzically at L
Ethan’s POV That feeling of waking up knowing that my relationship status had changed, I didn't like it one bit.I didn't know what it was that had made Layla gather all the maids in the pack house, but from the look on their faces, I knew Layla had been lying to me. They looked terrified and the look in Sally's eyes when she was chosen as Layla's maid was chilling, it was as if she had just been selected as a slaughtered sheep. Terror, her eyes had been filled with absolute terror, and that made my curiosity grow even more but I didn't question it yet. When it was just Layla and me, I turned and said, "You sure have a terrifying way of introducing yourself to people, those maids looked like they just came out of a horror movie that didn't sit well with them." She glared at me, "You don't have to worry about that, I'll get along with them just fine." She replied curtly. "Lycan packs aren't werewolf packs, Layla, you need to be careful of the way you treat those under you here,
Ethan’s POV I needed to see Ariah, but not with everyone around and watching, privately.I couldn't have another woman but her and the urge in me was becoming intense by the second. I walked into the pack mansion with my hands thrust deep into my pockets and a serious look on my face. I walked up the stairs, straight to Ariah's room and rapped on the door with my knuckles. I knocked impatiently again and she flung open the door. "What is the matter…" Her voice trailed off and her eyes became warm and alert at the same time. "Ethan? What are you doing here?" She asked. "Get dressed, Ariah, wear anything simple, preferably a short dress," I said hoarsely and her confused eyes stared at my intense face. "Is there a problem, Ethan?" She asked worriedly.I shook my head impatiently, "No, don't ask questions now, Ariah, be down in the next twenty minutes." I replied, kissed her on the forehead, then walked to my room.There was no way I could get the privacy I wanted with Ariah here, n
Ethan’s POVI met Ariah in the living room, she managed to look dashing and adorable each time so effortlessly. I walked towards her and took her hand in mine without saying a word. I led her out of the house and took the key from the chauffeur. "Take the day off," I said to him and he bowed with a grateful smile on his face. "Get in, Ariah."I drove the car out of the driveway and cruised slowly along the way to the pack office. She stared at me the whole time and I could tell she was itching to ask me a lot of questions. "You can talk," I said."Where are we going, Ethan?" She asked immediately. "And what about Layla?" "We're going to the pack office to work on some things, that's all," I replied, staring ahead. "You're lying." She said with a frown."Yes, I am," I said and stopped the car in front of Lowell's lovely duplex. "I'll be right back," I said. Her eyes widened, "No Ethan!" She said sharply as if she was scared of something morphing out of nowhere to attack her. "Don
Ariah’s POVI had been sitting comfortably on a couch when the most obscene thing happened.A lady ran down the stairs, she was almost completely naked and she scrambled into her clothes as she ran. I stared at her awkwardly and she stopped when she saw me, then bowed with an embarrassing look and ran out of the house. The first thing that occurred to my mind was how agitated the maid who had welcomed Ethan and I had been, she had probably been trying to cover up for Lowell's sexcapade. I smiled to myself as I sat there. Lowell was such an innocent-looking guy, but he had an insatiable sexual urge, that was the conclusion about him I had come to. About fifteen minutes later, Ethan walked down the stairs and Lowell came down two minutes later. He stared at me, then back at Ethan, and said, "Oh, this is why you tried to stop her from running down the stairs." He said with a grim look and slapped a palm to his forehead. I bowed to him slightly, "Hey Lowell." "Ariah, what a plea
Ethan’s POVEach time I touched her, there was a wholeness in me.A space that didn't seem to exist before I touched her was filled up whenever I did and there was always this spark in my veins. Ariah was a part of me now, I didn't just want her, it wasn't a mere desire or just lust, I needed her badly. I spun her around and kissed her neck while my hands pulled the straps of the gown off her shoulders. "Ethan..." She called softly, her voice trailing off each time she tried calling me. "Ethan..." The gown dropped to the floor and her bare flesh against my hands drove me crazy and sent a ravaging fire flaring up in my body. When I traced my hands over the bra she wore, she moaned slightly and I knew I had her completely hooked now, any slight hesitation that might have been in her had vanished completely. My fingers played with the hook of her bra until I finally heard a click and she gasped softly. With Ariah, my heart was always racing, a touch of her body was like adrenaline
Layla’s POVI was no fool, I knew when a man was in love and when that love wasn't channeled towards me.Ethan was pretty direct with his choice of words and the way he admitted it to me. Although I had the feeling that he would have never told me about it if I hadn't brought it up. That only made me like him more for some reason, as crazy as it sounded, I saw winning Ethan over as a challenge and I was willing to go the extra mile to get him. I had already done the ultimate deed by taking the lives of two people just to get here, so was there any doubt in me that I wouldn't hesitate to kill another? No. I wanted Ethan, whatever I wanted, I got and that was going to be the case with Ethan. I had an idea who the woman he loved was. From the very first day I had set my eyes on her at the feast in my pack, I knew that she was going to be in trouble. And now, although I hadn't confirmed it, I was on to Ariah. Even though it somehow turned out that she wasn't the one he was in love wit