WAYLEN
Governor 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.
WAYLENI rolled off Beth, and she scrambled to get her clothes off the floor. My dick had gone to sleep, thanks to the sight of those tears. It wasn’t the almost-sex that brought them to her eyes. Beth loved letting me be in charge. It was something else. Something that started with an M and ended with a K.Beth had already put on her clothes, and I was struggling with the many buttons on my shirt. She stormed out of the room, and I abandoned the buttons. Unluckily for her, I was faster. I blocked her way out of the suite with my body, holding my hands up to let my mate know I meant no harm.“It’s a new year, Waylen,” she muttered. The strap of her bag dropped to her wrist, and she pulled it up without looking at me. “I don’t want to fight. I just want to leave.”“Why?”Beth’s head raised. The tears had dried up, but her eyes still shimmered. “Because you were r
I got home the next morning. The house was silent, and a feeling of déjà vu crept over me as I stumbled up the stairs. My legs wobbled. I could swear the railing had doubled, so I missed it a few times. I may have stopped by a random club for some shots to relieve myself instead of putting me and Malik through pain. Thinking back to pathetic me dancing with a stranger, I wished I had come straight home to Malik.Waylen was also there. But I wasn’t so sure anymore. It was probably the drinks that conjured him. Stupid, foolish, bastard man.The main problem and reason for heading to that club hadn’t been resolved. The flesh between my legs still tingled. I thought drinking would take away the feelings and also prevent Malik from knowing the visit was futile, but it only heightened them.Now, a part of me wished I hadn’t been so quick to push Waylen off. At least he fingered me, but it had the opposite effects.It
MALIKI almost fucked Elizabeth. If Otis hadn’t called my attention, I would have. I turned on the shower without removing my briefs. Cold water rained down on me, causing a shiver up my spine. Knowing that I almost lost control made me want to hit myself. Elizabeth’s mood swings weren’t helping.The bathroom door opened, and Elizabeth took tentative steps toward me. I ignored her. She had to learn some battles were different and fought with different tactics.“Malik?” she whispered.That soft voice sent emotions to my dick. I was glad she came after me but torn by my desire to do more with her. She touched my arm, and I shrugged her hand off me. I was so tense, on the edge of entirely losing control.“I can’t risk anything happening to you,” I said without looking in her direction. She stepped into the stall with me. “You don’t seem to understand that, and it hurts.”
MALIKElizabeth and I were sprawled on the floor trying to queue movies for our marathon when she grabbed a throw pillow and slapped me in the face with it. Shock made me quiet for a second or two or even three.I snatched the pillow reaching for my face a second time and pinned Elizabeth under me. Her hair fell around her in a halo. Taking her hands, I watched her body arch under mine. “My love, what was that for?”“For not telling me about the Christmas decorations.” My lips puckered. I opened them but could not say anything in my defense. All I wanted was to make her happy. “I know it was your idea to design the place. Waylen told me, and you just sat there looking at me while I praised him for it.”My mouth went dry. “Yeah.”“Why didn’t you say anything?” she asked, her voice softening when I tried to pull back. She locked her legs around my waist, a warning creeping in
Malik gave me a black card, no limit. If I were still at my house, I would check for items that needed fixing and upgrade my shoe and bag collection. But right now, I was tugging my sister along to the boutique to get whatever she wanted. It was worth noting that the former Beth wouldn’t have spent beyond a few dollars. But this Beth knew Malik gave her his card to do with it whatever she wanted. And I would.The smell of new fabric teased our nostrils as we made our way inside. My sister stuck to my side as if afraid to ruin anything.“Are you sure I can take anything I want?” Lynn asked. I rolled my eyes at the suspicion in her voice. Maybe this wasn’t a regular with us, but today was a pick anything you want, day. My sister shook her head when she realized I was serious. “Wow. Have I told you I love you?”Before I could reply, she dashed to another section of the store. I stopped by the window to check the
Becca was on the stage, wearing a sash with a crown on her head as a male stripper danced all over her. The swell of his dick was evident in his leather pants, but she didn’t seem to mind as she grabbed his ass.This was her scene.Waylen was elsewhere. He disappeared into the crowd because he didn’t want to suffocate me with his presence. His words, not mine. He was unusually nice, but I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt. Plus, I had witnessed his sweet side. I knew he could be good if he wanted. I meandered through sweaty bodies to find my other best friend. Fumi was short, so she could easily get lost in the crowd.Someone snatched my wrist. My breath returned to my lungs when I saw it was Fumi. She was among those cheering the stripper as he pulled his pants to his ankle.“Yes,” Becca screamed. I wondered what her fiancé was doing. Probably at another strip club? Those two were sure to have an
WAYLENThe man in the floor-length mirror fidgeting with his multicolored tie over a white button-down shirt was laughable. The man in front of that mirror was me. I adjusted the goddamn tie again, holding it against my shirt to decide if it was too long or not. I had attended meetings with CEOs, wealthy humans who held power in the business world, and I wasn’t this nervous. And for what? A fucking wedding. I left the tie as it was and moved to the bathroom to apply more gel to my hair. There was enough in my hair to keep it in check for a year, and it made me icky. My fingers itched to run the detachable showerhead over my scalp to rid it of the mess. Len was present, and he stared back when I looked in the mirror. He didn’t like this. Neither did I. But Beth wanted gentle and sweet. I could try to be that or at least look the part. Malik was on a buzzcut, and I had no intentions of growing my beard as long as his. Hank loved his hair gel. The few times I saw him, his hair was int
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The door shut after Malik, and I switched off the lights. Sleeping was futile. I tossed and turned until I fell into a fitful sleep. The following day, I was still cranky. I splashed water on my face and made my way into his room. He was seated on the bed. But I ignored him as I walked past to the bathroom to get the spare toothbrush. I finished brushing and returned to meet him in that same position. He looked exhausted. What was I even doing here in his room? I had a toothbrush in the guest room. I was supposed to be ignoring my mate, but worry gnawed at my chest. Folding my arms on my chest, I tapped my foot on the floor, and he slowly lifted his head to meet my gaze. Sad, gray eyes connected with mine. My insides tingled, but I scowled. “Are you okay?” I almost barked. “No.” His reply floored me. The softness of his voice made my arms drop to my sides. Did he transition at night? Except from the tiredness in his eyes, he looked okay. “C
No, no, no. This was not my Malik, even if they looked alike and my body liked him. One, he was acting weird and more aggressive. His eyes constantly flicked between green and gray like he was contesting with his wolf. My thighs throbbed, not only from being in his presence but because they had been forced open while his fingers assaulted my pussy. I needed him so badly that as he ignored my plea to stop and continued thrusting into my wetness, part of me wanted him to keep going until my orgasm. But I also needed to put my foot down. If I could punish Waylen, I could punish Malik too. “Malik,” I called out, my voice louder. My body reacted in all the ways it should, and he continued to use that to his advantage. “What?” he barked, an unusual chill in his voice. He retracted his fingers to suck them clean. His eyes were different colors. One gray, one green. I didn’t know who was in charge. “Wolf got your tongue? Can’t talk anymore?
MALIKThe weekend passed, and we were still not on talking terms. Elizabeth was back to the office. Except for passing vital information when necessary, she wouldn’t talk or look at me. I loved my mate, I needed her, but if she wasn’t sure how she felt about me anymore, maybe some space would be good for her. Staying in the guestroom hadn’t improved her mood. It was worse. I parked in the garage, and as usual, Elizabeth stepped out of the car without waiting for me to open her door. That didn’t bother me as much as knowing she would head into the guestroom and I wouldn’t see her until tomorrow morning. The council was a part of me. I had separated myself enough from them by refusing to be a part of the table. But I couldn’t cut ties with them. Not right now. Governor Kane raised me. I still reported to him. I followed after my mate without trying to make conversation. It was futile. Nothing I said would be good enough. After a quick shower, I turned
My head was reeling. I was baffled. He lied. Malik lied to me. I walked back to the guestroom door to be sure it was locked. God, I wanted to leave this place. But the only option was with Waylen. He would gloat. I fell back to the bed with a sob, my hands covering my face as I let it all out. Fumi could have died. What was the point? To endear himself to me? That was unlike him. Puffing out a breath, I kicked off my shoes and tucked myself in bed without changing out of my dress. I fell into a fitful sleep and woke up feeling even more awful. My eyes were bloodshot red. My mind and body were exhausted. I tried to forget the conversation from yesterday, but it rolled back in too slowly to be ignored. Slumping into the seat in front of the mirror, I patted my cheeks and forced a smile to my lips. Thinking that I still had to go to work today made me want to return to bed and cry myself to sleep again. I defended Malik against Waylen so many t
MALIKElizabeth and Waylen looked perfect with her seated on his lap. I was almost hesitant to call their attention to me, but it only took a few seconds for Waylen to notice me. My hand raised in a wave that never happened. There was something different about him, not anything callous but relaxing. I slipped onto the couch opposite them as Elizabeth smiled. I knew how to tackle angry Waylen, but this version was something else. Scary. “Malik,” Elizabeth said. I noticed his arm on her waist. Instead of creating any more awkwardness by having her come to hug or kiss me, I stretched out my hand to her, and she placed hers over it. I dropped a kiss on her knuckles, and she chuckled. She was happy, the happiest I had seen her in a while. I couldn’t say if Waylen saw it, but this was what I meant when I always said, her happiness depended on both of us. “Did you have any trouble locating the place?” “No. It was pretty easy, love.” Waylen was
WAYLENI thought my day was good when I received an early morning nude from Beth. But it had only gotten better. A sleeping Beth snuggled in my arms while I worked was better than a picture of her naked body. Her chest rose and fell with each breath. It hadn’t taken too long for her to fall asleep after her release. I kissed my mate’s hair, smiling as my fingers worked on the laptop. Kane didn’t have any more people to kill from my end. Beth was safe. Alice and Evelyn were also in safe hands. The only unresolved issue was my relationship with Malik. I agreed to the meeting for Beth’s sake. She had been so generous with those pictures, but above that was the exhaustion. I was tired of our constant fights. Kane hadn’t provided the evidence yet. But until he did, I could pretend to tolerate Malik. A whimper from my mate made my fingers halt. Beth stirred but didn’t make any other move. I finished typing out the letter and closed the file. We needed replac
Today was a good day to reach out to Waylen again. I had learned that a nude was the fastest way to get a reply from him, so I went into the bathroom to get two pictures of me before texting him. Malik had left for work already. I would join him later. If I got Waylen to meet me, then Malik would be joining us at the venue. The time for games was over. They needed to talk so we could find a permanent solution to the council and prevent another painful rut for Malik. I also wanted my freedom and independence, that of my sister and mom too. They couldn’t go anywhere without someone watching. It was an exhausting life for all of us involved. Waylen hadn’t replied yet. The message hadn’t been read, so I figured he was busy. I smeared my lipstick with my index finger, covering every inch of my lips with red. My dress was knee-length and easily accessible. Hopefully, I could get a real dick today. If not Malik’s, then Waylen’s. My phone rang as I finished with my m
WAYLENThe lines on the paper blurred the longer I stared. I tapped the tip of my pen to the sheet, creating a bigger dot on the same spot. Firing Beth or having her quit had to be at the top of the most stupid things I had done in my life. I yanked my tie, loosening it as I kicked my legs out. I hadn’t gotten a new assistant and probably wouldn’t until she returned to work. I rechecked my phone to see if she had sent another picture of her boobs. When she sent that one on Friday, I had gone into the nearest bathroom to check for her. My forgiveness couldn’t be earned so quickly, but it didn’t mean I couldn’t have fun while at it. The only genuine apology she owed me was for always throwing Malik in my face, putting me second when I should be first. I was her first mate, the one who decided how things would go with her and Malik. Thoughts of Beth took a backseat as I stared at my desk. I bunched the paper and tossed it in the trash can by the door. My finger