Amelia was forcefully dragged into the room by one of Alexander's guards, her arms held tightly. The moment she saw Maxmillian chained, a wave of panic swept over her. She desperately wanted to run to him but was held back by the sight of what had weakened him."What have you done to him?" she cried out. "Release him this instant!" she demanded."On whose orders?" Grace interjected, her tone mocking."Mine," Amelia replied confidently. "Where is my son? Where is my baby?""You might never see them again if you don’t cooperate," Alexander interrupted coldly."You!" Amelia spat, fury and hatred burning in her eyes. "I curse the day I met you. I wish Maxmillian had killed you the moment you set foot in our home.""You mean my home?" Alexander sneered."Your home? Keep dreaming. You’ll never—""Never what?" Alexander interrupted again, his smirk widening. "If you're thinking of that moment... yes, we already had our time together while you were still our hostage.""What? That's not true,"
Maxmillian knight had taken Amelia and Jason to the pack, where he was certain that they will be safe and protected. On getting there he asked the shape- shifting soldiers if anyone have seen, or heard from Aleah, or any idea which road she took, but their response seemed negative."I'm coming with you" Amelia told him."You are not." Maxmillian replied, not ready to listen to her."You don't understand. I have to__""I am your Alpha and you will do as I say Amelia!!!." Maxmillian yelled. His voice echoing around the Walls of the hidden pack. He looked at everyone and watched as they all stared at him In fright. "This is not a topic up for discussion Amelia. You can't come with me""Keep being delusional. You think I'm going to let you put my baby at risk this time again? You couldn't even handle Grace and Alexander. Alpha my foot." Grace insulted. Walking out on Maxmillian. "You can keep sleeping around, making love with everything you see for all I care. But one thing I Know for cer
Walking the dark, empty streets of Culver City, somewhere in Los Angeles, with no traces of crimes heard or seen. The streets of the city seemed safe for even a baby to crawl on without his mother having to worry. Maxmillian Knight, a shape-shifting Alpha werewolf, the last of his kind, lived for two centuries, with his hair disheveled under the cool breeze. He reached a pleasure park, seeing how empty it was, no single soul or shadows were seen, his werewolf scent couldn't sense anyone in the park or far from the park. Maxmillian Knight looked troubled, he sat down on a chair in the park, crossed his legs, and placed both his hands on his laps.His thoughts were all about his maiden Amelia, who worked for him at home. He had been harboring feelings for her secretly so that he just couldn't control the urge to touch her whenever she was close to him. He knew she wasn't like him, and he knew the consequences of engaging with humans. Maximilian Knight was scared that Amelia would ru
In the middle of the night, Amelia felt restless; she couldn't sleep. She was scared that, for the first time in a long while, she might just end up losing her job. She knew how strict her boss could be. She insisted on apologizing for her behavior the following morning, hoping her boss would be in a good mood by then.The next morning was bright and shiny, and the weather seemed cool and uplifting. Amelia trembled as she brought breakfast to the table, as her boss, Maxmillian, was already seated in the dining chair. He watched her lustfully, sensing the fear in her while placing the tray of food on the dining table."What is wrong with you?" Maxmillian Knight asked her. His voice sounded soft once again, so Amelia felt at ease talking to him. She figured that it might be the right time to apologize for her misdoings the previous night. But the look in Maxmillian's eyes gave a different expression than that of his voice. His voice was soft and soothing, but the look in his eyes se
Maxmillian Knight, as mighty as he felt he was, had to confess what he felt. He knew it was only that way Amelia would agree to stay back. He collected Amelia's box from her and gently began to unpack her clothes and hang them inside the wardrobe. "What are you doing?" Amelia yelled. "You can't leave," Maxmillian replied. "And why is that?" she asked. "Because!!!" He paused, stared at her, and noticed how her eyes almost shimmered with tears. He drew closer to her. "I'm sorry," he apologized. "Hmm?" "I'm sorry, Amelia. I didn't mean to make you feel this way," he said. "There's something I have to tell you," he said. "What are you talking about?" Amelia asked him. "All of these things I did to you weren't intentional. I have never meant to hurt you. Everything I did was... for me," Maxmillian added. "I'm lost," Amelia replied. "I have had this weird feeling for you for a very long time now. I thought yelling at you or forcing myself to hate you would change that. So, I purpo
It's been three years since Amelia and Maxmillian were in a relationship. They have both had their different complicated days and good days. Aside from the fun they had as couples. Sharing meals, cuddles, kisses. Every romantic moment they spent, Maxmillian had never made any sexual attempt on Amelia, even when she most times craved sexual pleasure and satisfaction. The night was cold and thunderous. Heavy rain poured, emanating from the dark cloud which covered the sky. Maxmillian and Amelia retired to bed, cuddling each other. His muscled arms were cupped around her fragile waist, while her head was gently placed on his chest. Suddenly, she began caressing and kissing every part of Maxmillian's body. The intense moment made Maxmillian wake up instantly. Feeling every touch Amelia had poured out on him, he knew what she wanted. He knew how horny she was but denied her the pleasure she wanted."What is wrong with you, Max? Ever since we've been together, all you do is ignore me
"A Hundred and fifty years ago, at a bar in a hotel. Do you remember the lady you made out with? The lady you told all your problems to while you were drunk and wasted?" Grace asked."What?" Maxmillian exclaimed, looking unsure of what Grace said."That was a hundred and fifty years ago. How are you both still alive?" he asked curiously."Alexander here is the product of that night," Grace said, pointing at Alexander, who kept glaring at Maxmillian."Good day, Father," Alexander greeted. His voice was thick and deep. "You look so confused. I thought you'd be happy to see me. Mum was right after all," Alexander added."I need you both to leave my house immediately," Maxmillian commanded."That is not going to happen," Grace objected. "Alexander is your blood, and you will, and must treat him like one," Grace declared."I don't want to disrespect you…""Or what?" Grace barked. "I have taken care of your son for the past hundred and fifty years, and now he's able to see his father, you w
It took Maxmillian about an hour to figure out Amelia's location. He found both Amelia and his son, Alexander, at a restaurant close to the park, and just immediately rushed into the restaurant to get her."What are you doing here?" Maxmillian asked her."Oh, hi father. Amelia and I were just catching on," Alexander answered.Maxmillian became more upset, and he dragged Alexander by his shirt collar."Never in your life refer to me as Father, ever again" Maxmillian warned, his voice deep and clear."But he is your son," Amelia interrupted. "Stay out of this," Maxmillian said, confronting Amelia.He immediately let go of Alexander's shirt, he took Amelia by her wrist, dragging her out of the restaurant against her will, leaving Alexander there alone. "Stop pushing me Max, you are hurting my wrist," Amelia pleaded.As they got to the park, Maxmillian released Amelia's hand from his grip. He stared at her miserably, totally dumbfounded. "Why?" Maxmillian asked, "I know we have our iss