"You're ready to agree to my terms I take it?"
The young girl keeps her eyes on the floor and nods.
It's barely been a day since I went to ask her personally for this and yet I was met with a refusal. She asked me to give her some more time to think about it, and I expected that she would want me to come back to her school and ask her again.
There's a limit to the things I'll do to get what I want, but I was prepared to go after her twice just to make her agree.
Now she's here, of her own volition, standing outside my gate, under the pouring rain, and looking as downcast as a cat.
"Do you want to come inside?"
She shakes her head and sniffles.
"It's three in the morning. There are paparazzi around your house every minute of the day. If we're lucky they're all asleep by now. If we are not..........."
She trails off and I hear another sniffle before she clears her throat again.
"I don't want to be the center of gossip at school."
I can almost taste the despair in her words but I ignore it.
"You'll automatically be the center of everything if you accept this offer. If you're scared of it now then there's no use accepting it."
The water from the skies hits the floor around us like bullets from a battle. I have an umbrella over my head and I am standing on the other side of my gate. I had a woman in my bed too, we barely got past the second round before this young girl called. If it was anyone else I would have ignored it, but she's an important part of my plans now.
Important things should be treated importantly.
"I have a son, Xavier Bravlov. He's my only child and much like you in a way. He's the reason I'm offering you this job so think well now. You're going to be in contact with me and my son a lot of the time, are you sure not being the center of attention should be at the top of your list right now?"
She shakes her head obediently and she sighs.
"I still can't come inside."
"Not even for me to explain exactly what you're getting yourself into by agreeing to this?"
She shakes her head.
"Not even for that, I'll be bad company. I just came to inform you of my decision Mr. Ayden. I'll be taking my leave now."
She does not look up while she speaks to me and I feel we'll have to change that. There's a limit to how much I'll tolerate and one of the reasons I picked her is because of her bravery. She might not remember me, but I remember her.
"Safe journey then Janette, and please, call me Ayden."
She nods again and I can tell she's crying.
"If you need somewhere to freshen up before going to school, my gates are wide open."
She nods and begins walking, her skirt trailing behind her and her baggy shirt clinging to every nook and cranny of her skin now.
She's....... something, and hopefully, she's enough to help me get what I want.
"Should I follow her Alpha?"
I shake my head at the man in the shadows. Axel has been my right-hand man for a long time now, he'll follow her if I want him to, but I have a suspicion.
"She has nowhere to go. If she can survive till morning then I'll be more relaxed about her."
Axel nods and slinks back off into the shadows. I turn and go back in.
Xavier's silver eyes meet mine the moment I do but he doesn't act as if he feels me. His hands are bandaged and he's washing his face, soiling the bandages in the process and causing himself more pain too.
The minute he's done, he walks back up the stairs to his room and I walk back up to mine too. Miranda is still in my bed and when I come in she stands up. She's bare, with full breasts and the kind of shape any man will appreciate. Her hair is deep red, the color of blood and I feel desire flare up in me again at the sight of it.
"Can we pick up where we left off Alpha?"
I look at the time and shake my head.
"That'll be all for today. I'm sure you can show yourself out."
She stands up, gives a small bow, and leaves with a swish of her hips. Each move is overly sensual and enticing, almost making me want to call her back.
I go to bed with the scent of sex enveloping me and it makes waking up a whole lot harder.
Axel's presence in the room brings me out of my sleep and as I open my eyes, he nods subtly.
She's here.
I check the clock at the far end of the room and as expected, she's not a minute late.
"Bring her in, show her to one of the guest rooms, and arrange something for her to wear. Today is a school day so make it something simple."
Axel nods and turns, but stops and turns back to me.
"Is she to see Xavier while she's here? They might bump into each other."
I groan because I know I am yet to inform my son about any of this.
"If they do meet there's nothing to fear. Just get her ready in the next ten to twelve minutes. The earlier the better."
Axel nods and walks out of the room. I sit up on the bed and run a hand through my hair.
This is the best option for him, for all of us.
I go into the bathroom, freshen up and slip into some black pants and a shirt. When I get down, Janette is waiting for me.
I nod to her and she nods back, eyes still on the floor. I can smell anxiety from her so when we get to the car, I motion for Axel to give us a few minutes alone.
When I get into the car, Janette is already seated and I take a look at what she's dressed in. Jeans and a simple deep pink shirt. Her hair has been swept back and tied behind her hair with a band. She looks cute in a strange way, the only thing that's missing is a bag and her glasses.
"You don't need your glasses, I'm guessing?"
She shakes her head.
"No Mr. Bravlov, I mean Ayden. I'm fine like this."
I nod and look ahead, fiddling with the ring around my finger for a while before turning to face her again.
"We're headed to Cranduke right now, and I want to make some things clear before we go on Janette."
I turn to face her, our eyes meet immediately.
"From now on Janette, anything and everything you do is wholly confidential. Not a word of it to anyone else."
She nods and I chuckle.
"I'm not a kind man Janette, if you double cross me, you will regret it."
I hear her swallow and it takes a while but she nods her head again.
"I understand Ayden."
I nod and motion for Axel to get into the car.
He does and soon the engine comes to life. I sigh and look at my watch again.
"Good then, we can begin."
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Mr. Ayden's car goes into the gates of Cranduke and I feel my heart pounding in my chest. I'm in his car, sitting with him, on the way to school. I should be excited, and I am, but my heart is also heavy and that's something I can't ignore. Panic rushes through me when I see people suddenly surrounding the car, their mouths moving but no sound being made and cameramen trailing them behind. The realization that they are reporters makes me feel a trickle of awe, but then I remember who I am sitting with and all of that fades away.Of course there would be reporters trailing his car the minute he drives into the school gates. He isn't a nobody like me.He's Ayden Bravlov, and he probably won't lose his childhood crush to a younger sibling.The car stops and Mr. Ayden turns to me. His gaze is neutral and emotionless. I feel a shiver race up my spine when he sets those golden eyes on me."When we get out of this car, I want you to get rid of whatever fear you might carry in you right n
"Miss Argon. I'm sure you know the people present here."I want to scoff at the Dean's words but my voice is stuck in my throat. I know there's little I can say when these two are around, but I want to say a lot of things. Oh, I want to say a lot of horrible things. I let myself get lost in the imagination of that for a while. My parents are here.My fucking parents are here! as well as their favorite daughter.I could tell them all they're all horrible, cuss them out in front of Mr. Ayden and the Dean. Tell everyone listening how I work my ass off just to put my two cents into the upkeep of their sorry asses and how I do not get any thanks for that. I could speak of the verbal abuse, the years of intimidation.I could say all of that, but if there's anything I'm not then it's overwhelmingly foolish. It's funny how the fact that I caught Janette and Drake in the sheets is what has made me decide I've had enough of whatever they're doing to me.This is my first step in reshaping my l
My parents are still and I feel like walking over and just ripping them apart with my bare hands.How dare they.How the fucking hell do they dare do this sort of thing to me! Me!Honey gold eyes catch mine and I see something like surprise flicker past in them. His gaze lingers on me before he takes it off but I can tell I'm playing my part well. It's easy to act angry when you are. The only thing that isn't easy is the bitterness at the back of my throat.The tears prickling the back of my eyes. The need to just break down and start crying. I have endured so much.I have gone through years of abuse, mental and verbal battering. I have gotten slapped if my younger sister reports something she finds displeasing about my conduct. I have gotten hurt because of that bitch.It's almost typical that they seek to hurt me even more the minute I try to flee from that life. The Dean clears his throat and clasps his hands together on the table. "I really do not know what to say about all thi
The moment her parents walk out the door she falls out of character.It's a shame seeing as she was so good at showing this fierce side of herself. Her family troubles are something I am aware of. I investigate whatever I'm making an investment into, no matter how small or large that thing is.She is an investment I am making. I wouldn't invest in anyone whose background would be a problem for me later in the future.The Dean's office is silent now that the noise makers have taken their exit. I like it because it gives me the freedom to think in peace. I know the girl wants to scream at me but it's something she'll have to get used to."M… Mr. Ayden?"I snap my head to the source of the sound and a disconcerted-looking male face meets mine."I'm really embarrassed by all this and I'm sorry you had to witness it. It's quite a shame that Janette has to be embroiled in something like this, if you want to withdraw your offer to her, it's understandable, but before you do I would like to a
I walk to class alone and contemplate the next phase of my life.My heart is still sore but I won't admit it's because of what just happened in the Dean's office. I've never shown anyone my scars, and now I had to show them to a room full of people.I don't know how I'll ever be able to look the Dean in the face again, but maybe it's for the best. I can't let my parents ruin my life even further than they already have.Fuck, they couldn't even give me a day to settle down into all this before swooping in with their issues. It's just too wrong on so many levels."Hey watch where you're walking."I snap out of my thoughts and turn back to see a male holding his left foot and hissing. His brown hair obscures his face and I can't place a handle on his voice. I guess I stepped on him while lost in thought."I'm sorry. Are you hurt?"His eyes snap to meet mine and I gasp. "Do I look fucking okay to you, genius?"I shake my head and avert my eyes. Shit, why did I have to meet him of all peo
"Potatoes please."I nod and walk over to the huge container filled with mashed potatoes. This is the lunch break and as is evident by the look the lunch lady is giving me, I'm being a lousy help.I sigh and walk back to my station. I am skilled with a knife so I'm guessing she's bummed that I'm cutting up the carrots faster than she expected."Ewww, what the hell is that?"The disgust in the voice I hear is powerful and I focus on slicing my carrot into four equal strips first. Not everyone likes cafeteria food but they don't have to be such snobs about it."No Lev, I'm not talking about that, I mean that other thing. The one behind the table chopping up.... what is that even, carrots?"The knife almost slips and cuts my finger. I look up and there's a group of uber-pretty girls staring back at me in disgust. They're decked out in designer outfits and gleaming necklaces. The girl staring at me the meanest is the leader I suppose. She has pretty green eyes but all they remind me of ri
"You didn't tell me Cara's gotten so pretty now."Drake says those words like he means them as a compliment but I can already see what he wants to do. Unluckily for him, Cara sees it too and shoots him a smile."I never expected I would say this but thank you, Drake. I've always told Janette I'm better than most males around, she should just leave them and get married to me."Axel's look turns ugly and at this moment the only thing I can think of is how I've managed to be blind to all his faults for so long. I feel like they were staring me right in the face but I chose to ignore them.He turns to me and wipes that look off his face. In my head, his face is that of someone familiar. Someone I had foolish emotions for and who has been my friend this whole time. The sound of slapping skin floods my ears again and I blush.Hell. I haven't even told Cara about that. She would have ripped him to pieces by now if she knew."Can we go somewhere more private, Janette?""I think here's private
"But I can explain Janette. I can explain."Cara's impression of Drake fails to put a smile on my face and I glare at her. She sticks her tongue out at me and walks back to her seat laughing. At least today she's sitting and not following me around.I didn't inform Drake of my knowledge of his relationship with my sister. For all I know he and Jane could have termed it something casual, or have actual feelings for each other though I doubt that's true, at least not from where I'm standing.Whatever it may be, already being caught red-handed felt like enough humiliation. He had tried to grab my hand and make me listen to him but Cara just threatened to break his arm off if he did. At least he remembered what I told him about her in that regard."Janette, less staring out into space and more taking orders. People are waiting!"Heat rises to my cheeks and I nod as I take a look around the cafe. Sure enough, people are waiting and they're all directing confused glances at me. I am in a fi
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"You guys are evil!"Greg rolls his eyes and I look at him because if there's anyone that's a devil here then he's the one. He's a bonafide demon.Leander is sitting on one of the couches, looking totally at home and that scares me a bit. I didn't leave for a week did i? I didn't even leave for a full day. It was just half a day, a night and seven hours after 7 am the next morning.So why the hell does it seem like Greg and Leander have suddenly become super close these past few hours?Can people become like that? Get close in a matter of hours?"Are you going to stay out there or are you going to come in?"I try not to make myself scowl at Greg but I scowl anyways and he smiles back at me when he sees that."You couldn't even help me with a few bags?""The bags aren't for me are they? Or did you get something for me?"I step into the living room and grunt as I do so. Even if I did get anything for him, I'm not freaking gonna give it to him.He's not going to get a single thing."
"Why didn't you get a massage? Julia said you were looking forward to one."I nod and try to get the five inch heels back on without a grunt."I did but they had only one masseur at hand.""And one isn't enough for you? They're all trained and I heard the one you saw was one of the best."I scoff lightly.'"Oh, he's one of the best alright."A chuckle escapes my lips and I let my anger boil up."One of the best jerks and sleazy motherfuckers I've ever been chanced to come across. He attends my school.""Atreau?"She even knows his name. I sigh and nod."Yes, him. He's the one I'm talking about."Safira slouches back in her seat like she's just been deflated and I notice it. A frown creeps on my face and I let myself assume.'"Do you know him personally?" She shakes her head."His dad is...... let's say a worker for Mr Bravlov's greatest rival. He's one of those people who is always at the forefront of any antagonism, but I hear Atreau isn't like that."I chuckle ruefully but I don't b
I can tell the spa is a high-end one just by walking into it.Two attendants flock to Safira, who they seem to be familiar with by the way, and who seems to find them delightful. I am ignored and I can see some of the ladies being attended to looking at me strangely.One of them chortles when I walk past and I feel my ears go hot and red.I need to get out of here.'"Janette, what are you doing just standing there?"Safira is loud and I can imagine half the people here now know I'm named Janette.I walk over to her as fast as I can but when I pass by a mirrored wall, I stop for the tiniest moment.The person who stares back at me in the mirror is almost one I do not recognize. It's still me, still Janette, with the acne-ridden face and the splotchy skin, too much forehead, and too few eyebrows. I'm still the one who stares back at myself, but right now, I don't know..... something has changed.The moment is finished as soon as it starts and I cross the rest of the distance to Safira
"No."Safira blinks and I can tell she's just as surprised as I am at the fact that I just said that.I just told her no.She cocks her head to the side and smiles. I can already see a plan forming in her eyes."What if I told you this was part of your training?""If it was, you would have told me that at the onset, not popped it on me now.""But what's so bad about going on the streets in clown outfits? It'll be fun."I'm not doubting the fact that it'll be fun, I know it will. I've always heard of Safira's antics. She records the most amazing videos of prank-like situations but her pranks are always unique.Like the one video where she got a group of actors like herself to dress in Victorian-era style clothes and act like they just popped into the twenty-first century from a party they had been at a second ago.One of them full on tried to disrobe an officer who wanted to arrest them for making a ruckus. It was so funny watching an officer of the law get flustered and confused.I a
"Hello, Greg?""Where have you been Janette?"Although I had half expected him to be almost nonchalant and relaxed it still sorta hurts when I hear it. He sounds like he's asking a casual question.The same way I would ask someone "How's the traffic today?" or "What do you say we have for lunch?"He sounds so unconcerned."Good to know you were worried about me."Greg chuckles sarcastically and I can imagine him rolling his eyes as he sips his lemon-flavored tea. "Cut the bullshit, Janette. Where have you been?"I sigh and flop back onto the billionaire's bed."Sleeping with a billionaire. I'm in his bed right now."Greg chuckles and I wonder what would happen if I told him I actually did something sexual with Ayden Bravlov. I scoff internally.He wouldn't care, that's what. I'm sure he wouldn't care if the sun itself had a crush on me and that sort of hurts, again, but I feel I can understand Greg. I wouldn't care about a lot of things too if the person I had something for was gett
The sun burning on my skin yanks me out of sleep and I groan as I turn over and away to seek out comfort on some other part of the bed.When I roll twice and find that there's still more space for me to keep going, I know something is wrong. Something is terribly out of place. I stretch and open my eyes to look around my room but that's the funny thing, the walls my eyes meet don't look anything like the walls to my room in Greg's home."Fuck."The memories from last night come crashing onto me like a tsunami and I bury my face in the sheets."Fuck."Fuck fuck fuck! How the hell did I end up here? This is Mr. Bravlov's home, I know that. But why am I in his bed and why the hell am I naked! I reach for the closest piece of fabric my hands can get and I yank it over my exposed ass. I don't need to think before I realize where my clothes are. I don't need to try looking to know this is the morning of the next day and I spent the night in a billionaire's bed!Not just any random billi
I tell her about my life.It's relieving having someone to talk to when you aren't sure of yourself, and right now I feel like that.I've shut down my end of the connection with Janette so what she does with my father is privy to only her and him right now, but I still tell Lycia that it affects me.I tell her it makes me feel anger, and shame, at the fact that she'll never see me the way I had hoped she would one day come to.I always hoped that one of these days, my father would kick me out of the pack and I would seek out Janette.I would tell her I like her and that I want her to be mine. Of course, that would be after we cross over, suffer a defeat in the battle for our kingdom and return to our lives in the human world, but I still expected it. That when we came back my father would banish me from the pack and hand over the mantle to someone else.I wanted Janette to warm up to me more..."But now she's banging your dad isn't she?"I turn on my bed, only feeling the blankets an
"When the moon comes out at full glow our power surges...."I listen to the words and feel them escape my mind the next moment. There's little I can do to bring them back and I know I should listen, these are the words of a being from the other world, the memories of her own personal teachings that brought about a rise in the innovative use of gifts by the goddess's gifted.I should listen to what she's saying...... but I can't.Janette and my father let out ripples of passion that make me feel sick.It sickens me that she's being so easily deceived by him, and it sickens me that she's being manipulated by that hypocrite, someone who would kill members of his pack for having carnal relations with another's mated or a human but who bites out of the same acts himself simply because he can and there's no one who can stop him.My room falls into subdued darkness and a gem-like object hovers in the space in front of me, just at the same level with my eyes and glowing with a faint blue colo