WynetteAfter I hung up the phone, I gave my forehead a light massage with one hand. The overnight clerk at my front desk wasn't going to be coming in. That shouldn't have come as much of a shock. He lived quite a distance out from the town center, on a side road that was not on anyone's list of top priorities to clear. It was necessary for him to call in frequently if there were nor'easters like the one that is currently bearing down on us. Because Mary, who worked the day shift, was such a fan of overtime, we never had any issues with this. However, Murphy's Law seemed to be operating at full strength this week. Mary was sick with the flu, and Louis, who worked a rotating schedule, had family visiting from out of town and was unable to work any extra shifts.It wasn't a problem for me to make up the difference, but at that moment we were very close to having the house completely packed. The building of the resort that the pack was going to build had begun, but because there were not
WYNETTEMy break finally arrived, and by that time I'd had plenty of time to think about whether or not I should extend an offer to Ale. My anxiety was so intense that it made my chest sing.As I nervously swiped at my blazer, the word "stupid" roared through my thoughts. It's possible that Ale means what he says about wanting to date me, and certainly, there might be things in the next few years that will keep him here.Nothing in any of that spoke to the viability of a romantic connection between us. Hadn't I just finished explaining to Teagan how unable our mother was to maintain a relationship with a partner? Hadn't I just been brought back to the realization that none of my siblings or I had been able to maintain even the remotest semblance of a normal, long-lasting relationship? Teagan was so certain that it was impossible for us to find a partner in love that she decided to get into a contract marriage for the purpose of convenience.Why should that rule not apply to someone li
WynetteI was on his mind. As I poured us both coffee from the little pot in the back office, the thought lifted my spirits and made me feel buoyant. I had been just as hesitant to take myself away from his arms as he had been to let me go, but I had to get to work, which was something that was brought to both of our attention by the screech of the phone that broke up our hug.Ale, on the other hand, displayed a wonderful lack of concern as he released me to attend to the phone and made himself at home at the tiny table that was crammed into the corner of the room. I came to the conclusion that he was more akin to the rakish space captains or cosmic pirates that populated Teagan's favored genres than any of the stately gentlemen that were featured in my most cherished romance novels. Despite this, when I looked over my shoulder to ask him how he liked his coffee, he was staring at me with the same kind of concentrated focus that heroes in stories of every genre give to the love intere
Wynette I was on his mind. As I poured us both coffee from the little pot in the back office, the thought lifted my spirits and made me feel buoyant. I had been just as hesitant to take myself away from his arms as he had been to let me go, but I had to get to work, which was something that was brought to both of our attention by the screech of the phone that broke up our hug. Ale, on the other hand, displayed a wonderful lack of concern as he released me to attend to the phone and made himself at home at the tiny table that was crammed into the corner of the room. I came to the conclusion that he was more akin to the rakish space captains or cosmic pirates that populated Teagan's favored genres than any of the stately gentlemen that were featured in my most cherished romance novels. Despite this, when I looked over my shoulder to ask him how he liked his coffee, he was staring at me with the same kind of concentrated focus that heroes in stories of every genre give to the love int
Alejandro I was frowning as I looked at myself in the enormous mirror that hung in the restroom. You are a shady piece of work, are you aware of that? As I stormed out of the bathroom and into the suite, I couldn't help but be irritated, so I spun on my heel and began thrashing at the light switch with one hand. It was ridiculously late, even for me, and as I made my way across the dark room, I could feel the effects of the long day coming up with me. After pushing the sheets to the side, I climbed into bed and landed on my back. Because I didn't want to wear anything more than shorts to bed, I turned the thermostat in my room all the way up, but now it's too hot. I grumbled at the ceiling as I kicked the flimsy, uninteresting blankets further off to one side of the bed and then turned my attention to the floor. I should have been more straightforward with Wynette and told her everything. During that first damned cup of coffee, I should have been honest about who I was and why I
Wynette I couldn't remember how I got inside my suite. I also didn't know where Ale's camera or either of our coats went, but when he pushed me against the wall and nuzzled my throat, I didn't care about anything but how he felt against me. I had missed the heat of his solidly muscled body more than I dared to admit, and the fact that he wanted me even though I was wearing jeans and a sweater instead of a beautiful dress was both heady and magical. "I dreamed about you last night," he said in a raspy voice. He kissed me behind the ear, which made me tilt my head back and sigh. “Mmmm?” I meant to ask a real question, but his hand got under my sweater and threw me off, so all I could do was hum. "Tucson was in my dreams. Of waking up before you left." “Oh.” I was filled with guilt. "I didn't—" Ale's fingers picked at the thin fabric of the thermal top I was wearing under my sweater, pulling it away from my fleece-lined leggings. "—I didn't want to disturb you." He grunted
Alejandro I was frowning as I looked at myself in the enormous mirror that hung in the restroom. You are a shady piece of work, are you aware of that? As I stormed out of the bathroom and into the suite, I couldn't help but be irritated, so I spun on my heel and began thrashing at the light switch with one hand. It was ridiculously late, even for me, and as I made my way across the dark room, I could feel the effects of the long day coming up with me. After pushing the sheets to the side, I climbed into bed and landed on my back. Because I didn't want to wear anything more than shorts to bed, I turned the thermostat in my room all the way up, but now it's too hot. I grumbled at the ceiling as I kicked the flimsy, uninteresting blankets further off to one side of the bed and then turned my attention to the floor. I should have been more straightforward with Wynette and told her everything. During that first damned cup of coffee, I should have been honest about who I was and why I
AlejandroThat night, I didn't get very much sleep.Instead, I used each of the three packets of pre-measured coffee grounds that housekeeping had left in my room to make one pot after another of coffee. I used up all of the grounds. After I used up all of the revolting powdered creamer that I had on hand, I switched to drinking my coffee black.I used the laminate table in the room to set up my laptop, and I placed a notepad and a pen next to it. I was able to retrieve the skeleton of a plan for going into business for myself from the deep depths of my digital archives. This was a plan that I had started years ago and occasionally pulled out to poke at when I was very unhappy with the work that I was doing.Because I did not have any fidget toys readily available, I paced about the room while turning my coffee cup in my hands. I did this as the gears in my head turned and the thoughts that were going through my head churned. Whenever I took more than a few steps, I dashed back to the
Epilogue — ChrisWhen we finally succeeded in getting Avery back from my ex-wife, things became extremely hectic, and the next several months were a haze of activity as we prepared to relocate to the Northeast.My decision to work for the mountain resort ultimately led to my acceptance of a position there. When she wasn't taking care of whatever pack business needed to be taken care of, Kaili found work as an art instructor at the local college. This didn't take her very long at all.Do your best to pack.I had no prior knowledge of shapeshifters, but after witnessing Kaili transform into a wolf in front of me and experiencing the sizzling sex that followed, I became a solid believer in all things paranormal, that much was certain. I never knew that shifters existed.Avery was thriving and happy in New England, with our small family of three, the forest that bordered our property that she explored as often as she could, and the horseback riding lessons that she insisted on taking befo
KailiI couldn't believe we'd done it.We had succeeded in rescuing Avey from her mother, who was a wicked witch.It all felt like a dream at the time, but as I saw Chris's young child devour her cheeseburger and grin when she got the hiccups, I realized that it was all perfectly real.After the burgers and ice cream, we went to watch the newest Disney movie, and by the time it was through, Avery was sound asleep in the back seat as we drove home. She exuded an air of serenity and contentment, which was a marked contrast to how I remembered seeing her in the past.Chris said something to the effect of, "So," as he slowly drew into the driveway. "Don't you have something to tell me?"Since the time I made the promise to tell him everything following the conclusion of the legal proceeding, I had been dreading having to deliver on this. I responded in the same subdued manner, "I do; but, I think for the time being we should get Avery into bed.""No room for debate there," I said. Chris p
ChrisThe casino's official opening went off without a hitch, and business was brisk throughout the day. In spite of the fact that I was a bit concerned about what Kaili had said, I had faith that she would tell me about it when she had promised that she would.After the casino had opened its doors, I found myself in a position of relative uncertainty. A few days before the court case, I didn't especially want to hunt for a new job in Las Vegas if I gained Avery back and could make an informed choice regarding Kaili, Avey, and my future.As a result, I spent the following few days either reading up on how to behave in court or simply hanging out with my lovely fiancee and gaining a deeper understanding of her than I could have ever imagined.I woke up bright and early on the morning of the court date, far before my alarm went off. The day of the court date came bright and early. My stomach was in knots, and I could feel a cold sweat coming out on the top of my head.Kaili whispered in
KAILIAfter I stepped out of my room wearing my dress, it had been a bit difficult to convince Chris to leave the house without him taking my clothes off first.However, we were finally able to arrive in the casino at eight in the evening. Chris escorted me to a seat in the vicinity and then dashed off to go over some last-minute details with Marcus, leaving me to observe the goings-on around me while I sipped on a beverage."It really is very remarkable, don't you think?" A question was posed in a casual tone by a male voice. A peculiar looking man in a tuxedo and holding a martini approached and sat down on the seat beside me. He gave off the impression that he was trying to pass himself off as James Bond.I responded with a noncommittal "Indeed it is" while taking a swig from the beverage I was holding.The weird individual asked while also taking a swig from his own beverage, "So, who are you to Chris over there?" He asked this question with a menacing glint in his eyes."His fian
KAILIAfter Chris went for his job, I found it extremely challenging to concentrate on any aspect of my work for the remainder of the day. My mind was going in circles as I contemplated the prospect of Avey being in my immediate vicinity on a consistent basis, as well as Ainsley's stunning revelation from the previous day.I stopped even trying to work somewhere around lunchtime and instead sat in front of the television to watch romantic comedies until Chris got home from work.As soon as I heard his car pull into the driveway, I jumped to my feet and ran to the front porch, where I waited for him to exit the vehicle.He welcomed me with "Evening, Kaili," as he climbed the short flight of stairs that led up to our apartment.Before taking my hand and guiding me into the living room, he gave me a little kiss on the cheek."Chris, are you sure that everything is okay?" I inquired while maintaining eye contact with him. He had a pallid and perspiring appearance, and his leg was bouncing
KailiThe following morning, I awoke in Chris's arms, but I had no recollection of how I got into bed with him. While he was watching me sleep, he was absentmindedly running his fingers through my hair while wearing the warmest and most loving expression on his face.He smiled broadly and whispered, "Morning, Kaili," greeting her in a quiet voice. "Glad to see you're awake. Before we get started for the day, I have a phone call that I need to make."Okay," I responded sleepily, "as long as you keep stroking my hair like that."Chris laughed as he grabbed his phone from the nightstand next to his bed and fiddled with it for a few minutes before continuing to laugh. After that, he put the gadget to his ear and waited for the person to whom he had called to respond to his inquiry.My eyelids began to slowly close on their own as I continued to pay attention to what he had to say. It was unimportant what he was saying; what was important was that he was talking. His voice soothed me like
CHRIS Following the meal, Kaili and I went into the living room to relax. She still gave off the impression of being a little disoriented; it was obvious that she had a lot on her mind. She moved closer to me until she was leaning against my side, and then she reached for her phone and unlocked it. Then, she launched the Facebook program on her mobile device and navigated to an image that had a bottle of champagne and a pair of teeny-tiny baby shoes propped up against it. While Kaili was looking at the photo, she let out a long sigh, and it didn't take me long to figure out that it was the reason why her thoughts had been racing about in such a frantic manner.I pounced on her phone as soon as she got up a short while later to go to the restroom, and I did so before the screen lock activated. After that, I went to her contacts list and looked there. Wynette was at the very pinnacle of her field. I accessed her contact page on her website and snapped a picture of it on my phone as soo
Chris After a long day at work, as soon as I stepped foot inside my home, I had the unmistakable impression that something was off. When I went in the front door, Kaili did not respond; instead, she was looking sightlessly at a spot on the wall while her laptop had fallen asleep on her lap. This was not typical of her in any way, shape, or form. “Kaili?” As I made my way up to her and came to a stop in front of her, I inquired in a hushed tone. She did not respond at all, and I had to fight the impulse to wave my palm in front of her face. However, she did not respond. "Kaili, my sweetheart, how are you doing?" As I looked at her face, which was expressionless, a number of different ideas raced through my head. She was upset over what had happened the day before. Someone she cared about had been affected by something that had taken place. She was making her exit. “Chris?” Kaili inquired as she quickly blinked her eyes. Her eyes were bloodshot and watery, and her voice had cracked
As I bade Chris farewell the following morning, I couldn't help but experience a twinge of melancholy. The day before, following our sexual encounter, he remained in bed with me for the remainder of the day. After having intense discussions, watching N*****x while eating pizza, and engaging in such intense sexual activity, I was astonished that either one of us was still able to move. After leaving it on the couch in the living room the day before, I strolled back into the space and retrieved my laptop from where it had been sitting. When I opened the cover, I heard a gentle chiming noise coming from the speakers, and after investigating more, I found out that it was a notice from my F******k email account. I seldom ever used F******k; tThe only reason I signed up for it in the first place was so that I could stay in touch with one of my customers. I hadn't logged onto that particular social media platform in such a long time, that I'd really forgotten that I was a member of the comm