MALIK
There was something Elizabeth wasn’t telling me, something else Waylen told her about me. Could I blame her when I was also keeping my own secrets from her?
After a long day working from home, we went to the hospital to visit her mom. I was tired, and my only sane thoughts involved crawling into bed with my mate. She must have had the same idea because she rushed inside as soon as I unlocked the front door.
Our Christmas tree was still there. I did it for her. I did it to earn my mate’s warmth. Yesterday, she freaked me out with her aloofness. I wasn’t ashamed to say I was madly in love with her. I was a fool in love.
I hugged Elizabeth from behind before she could go further into the living room. She didn’t have to rush to the room. We could bathe together. Except for that slip in my office on Thursday, my cock had been nowhere near her pussy, and I would keep it that way as long as I could.
Malik hadn’t returned yet, and I was starting to have an awful feeling about this. Something was off about his behavior tonight. My feet rapped against the floor in impatience. If Malik promised to come back, he would. But he was taking too long.Something was wrong.The ceiling lights flickered to life as I hit the switch. I stared down at my bloodied fingers. It wasn’t my blood. It was Malik’s. It must have happened when I touched him. But how was that possible? Was he okay?What was I doing here while my man was hurting? I raced to his room. Empty.My heart dipped to my stomach. I rushed down the stairs. Where could he be? Was it because I made him break his promise to stay away from me? Every thought of staying away had flown out of my head the second he joined me on that bed. I was so horny I couldn’t control myself. I had been touching myself before he came, and only when he touched me did I get my release.
I hadn’t stopped smiling since my second orgasm. My pussy was sore but in a good way. There were many other ways to have fun without sex, and we were both learning that. I dished our breakfast into two plates and dropped them on the tray. The footsteps pounding against the floor made me spin.“Malik,” I almost growled. He still looked weak. I should have allowed him a few hours of recovery before riding his face. I pointed at the door. “Back to the room.”He smirked. “Bossy.”My resolve weakened as Malik stepped forward and pried the tray from me to drop it on the counter. I stood still as he drew me into an embrace. His hands moved lower and lower until they were cupping my ass.“I thought you left for work,” he muttered.“Why would I do that?” I asked, stepping out of his arms before the contact muddled my brain. “I told you to get some rest, didn’t I, Malik? You’
I freaked out. I freaked out and ran out on Malik with the excuse of making a phone call.From the bathroom, I could hear Malik pacing his room. My phone was in my hand, and I was thinking of who to call to make my excuse seem genuine. Becca was too busy for a phone call. Fumi was too engrossed with being Becca’s matron of honor to take second glances at her phone. You would think it was her wedding with how involved she was. They were both yet to meet Waylen or Malik officially. I wasn’t looking forward to it. Becca might care less, but I couldn’t say about Fumi.My phone rang, helping me make that decision. Waylen. I picked up immediately but didn’t give him a chance to speak.“You need to accept Malik,” I started.“Did he put you up to this?”I glared at myself in the mirror, turning on the tap to appear busy. The glass shower behind me looked inviting. I glimpsed the bath tub beh
MALIKAlice, Elizabeth’s mom, was giving me the stink eye. If my daughter showed up at my hospital bed with a new man a few days after visiting with her boyfriend, I would probably do the same thing. Or maybe worst.“Who are you again?” Alice asked.Elizabeth had introduced me three times already. My darling squeezed my hand, silently begging me not to pick offense. I wouldn’t. I dared not. Being inside here with her mother was a privilege I wanted.“Malik. Malik Sterling.”Alice sneered. Lynn looked more like her than Beth did. She turned to her first daughter.“Who did you say this man was?”“My boyfriend,” came the reply. Alice and I gasped. Elizabeth introduced me earlier as her friend, and I was okay with it. “Malik is my boyfriend. And my new boss, Mom.”Alice composed herself better and faster than I did. My jaw had unhinged. El
WAYLENMe: You fucking piece of shit. I hope your next rut kills you.“No,” I said to myself, shaking my head as I stared at the phone. My office was empty, so each word out of my lips echoed after me. Beth should be behind that desk, yet she was working with Malik. “Asshole.”I deleted the words on my phone screen and typed something less violent.Me: The world is a better place without you in it.Not so violent but still harsh. Beth would have a brain aneurysm if she read the text instead of Malik. I repeated the process of deleting and trying to come up with a nicer text to the fool separating me from my mate.Me: Why don’t you just die? Fuck out of our lives?Not nice. Fuck. I banged my fist on my desk. Sending a text message shouldn’t be this tough. My fingers ran through my hair, tugging hard. I stared at Beth’s desk, and the unsolicited memories from her last time here unfolde
MALIKWaylen was pacing the lot when I stepped out of the building to meet him. When he saw me, he stormed toward me and grabbed me by the collar. One sniff of the air, and he let go, backing as far away from me as he could like I was made of silver.“Christ, you smell of her.”“I do,” I replied, and my smile grew. “She is the reason I’m just coming down now.”“Fuck you,” he snapped.Waylen was fuming, but I couldn’t care less about his silly jealousy. Elizabeth’s needs should come before both of ours, but he seemed to have forgotten that. Our duty was to make her so goddamn happy, but we have both been shitty at it, mostly him, anyway.“The only person I’m interested in fucking is Elizabeth,” I said. Waylen growled. I wasn’t bothered about him shifting since the staff at this branch were my pack members. I took a step forward
WAYLENGovernor Kane wasn’t happy with me. His annoyance radiated off the walls of his home office. It didn’t help that I was delaying him from attending the new year’s party a few seconds away from starting. The host being absent or late for his party didn’t look good for him, but I couldn’t care less about it. He had answers to questions I hadn’t even asked. I leaned forward until my thighs touched his desk.“I know he did it.”“Did he?” Kane countered. I tried to keep my façade, but it was nearly impossible when the governor and head of the council was glaring at you. He picked up a compact mirror from the table and fixed his already perfect hair. “Suddenly, you care about that?”“I’ve always cared about that,” I replied.Kane braced his forearms on the desk, holding my gaze until I internally squirmed. I hated the similarities we sha
WAYLENBeth looked beautiful as always in her green sweater dress and the leggings hugging her ass. My perverted mind pictured her standing naked with only the heels. I looked around. The lobby was empty except for the man behind the counter. He didn’t look our way as I stepped in for a kiss or hug that never happened. Because my mate backed away before our bodies could make that contact.Nice one, Malik. She used to run to my touch.“Beth,” I finally replied.Her heartbeat accelerated. My presence still stirred feelings in her. She spun on her heels and headed for the elevator, knowing I would follow. I tried to collect her bag, but she was quicker. The air in the elevator vanished once I stepped in. I punched in my floor number and leaned back on the wall.“What’s that?” I pointed to the bag she refused me to carry. “Spending the night?”“In your dreams,” she hissed out.