Training has given her some sort of stability.She had reluctantly listened to Charlotte, and attended the therapy sessions she had booked for her around her Beta training.She would probably be ascending to her title within the month, as long as there were no issues; which there inevitably would be.Conrad sweeps her dark hair over her shoulder, a smirk on her red lips as she walks into the board room."Hello, gentlemen, we're here to discuss your project?" She asks, quirking a brow as she sits into the chair at the top of the table, crossing her legs.She's wearing a red pantsuit that matches her lipstick, and her makeup is immaculate.She rarely goes into the city, but she couldn't rearrange this meeting."Hello, Ms Rosser, it's lovely to see you again," one of the man chirps.Being called 'Ms' Rosser knocks her for a second; she's always called Beta Rosser, or Deputy Beta Rosser."You too, Mr Clarke. Will we begin? I know we all have better places to be," she proposes, folding her
The dress looks phenomenal.It emphasises the difference between her hips and waist, something that she'd usually avoid, but she's embracing for once.She slicks some more red lipstick on, fluffing her hair and straightening up."Ooh, you look cute. Date?" A woman she recognises from advertising asks with a grin."Yep. Do you think it's okay?" Conrad checks, doing a twirl in the mirror."If you have any jewellery, I think it would make a big difference," the woman suggests, glancing at her watch, "good luck!"Once the door closes, Conrad reaches into her bag, digging along the bottom.She manages to lay her fingers on a set of earrings, quickly putting them into her lobes after taking her boring studs out.Her tattoos peek out from the halterneck of the dress, her back mostly exposed.She inhales slowly, calming her nerves before she walks out of the bathroom.She didn't think it would feel this real; when she suggested it, she didn't actually think he would agree to go.She walks out
As soon as she was back in her room, she had texted Charlotte about the entire date, from what they both wore, to how he spoke to the servers, to what he ordered.Charlotte got more of a run-down than a journalist on a court-case story would have.Charlotte didn't reply; it was after ten, much to her shock.Did we really spend four hours with him?, Jane asks in abject horror.I think we might have. And they were four great hours, Conrad cheers gleefully, kicking off her heels and twirling around her room, her large handbag pressed to her chest as she dances.Hussy, Jane teases playfully, but she's on the exact same page.She's happy, and Conrad is thrilled with that.She's glad they made the decision to go out with Derek.Even if nothing comes of it, she doesn't care,She had fun, and that's just what the doctor ordered.Speaking of the doctor, Jake had been texting her for most of the evening.She had replied whenever she went to the bathroom, and she was enjoying the funny banter th
Her departure had caused some confusion.She had signed on to be there for most of the week, so her abrupt leave had caused some small issues with timetabling.Conrad was just assuming it would probably take the two days in the capital to handle all of the problems associated with ending a mating.It had been almost a month since she had last seen Atlas, and she wasn't looking forward to seeing him again.At the mere thought of having to be in the same room with him, a knot built in her stomach, making her feel ready to throw up.She pulls the car over to the side of the road, opening the window and inhaling deeply to try to calm herself down.The mere thought of seeing him shouldn't upset her this much, but she knows nobody would criticise her for it.The mate bond is different than others, and breaking one is agonising.She's prepared for that pain, and she knows she can handle it; it's the possibility that they're going to be within a few feet of each other for more than a few minu
As soon as they touch down, Jeanne is waiting for them.She had decided to surprise Conrad with a collection car, because she thought it might make it easier for her to sort out her thoughts.They arrived a little early, and Jeanne was secretly relieved about it.She had heard some whispers about Atlas and his little creature, and she wanted to inform Conrad about them before she walked anywhere near the trial."Hey Con," Jeanne calls, waiting for Conrad to emerge fully from the open door.Charlotte drops down first, neither of them waiting for steps to be wheeled over to the aeroplane doorway."Hey, Jeanne. This is Charlotte," Conrad calls back as they get closer.Charlotte gives Jeanne a wave, having heard a lot about her during their separate summer internships.Jeanne knew plenty about Charlotte too, and they briefly hug."I thought we were meeting you at the headquarters," Charlotte says warily, adjusting the backpack on her shoulder as she steps back a little from Jeanne."Yeah,
Charlotte is in a pale floral dress that reaches halfway down her calves, a cropped leather jacket on her top half.Neither of them are particularly ready for the cold.The guards lead them out.As soon as they step out, the bustling, noisy hallway goes completely silent, and she can feel eyes following her as soon as she takes a step.There's a thin walkway between the people lining the hall, and Charlotte determinedly takes the lead, retaking Conrad's hand.Conrad can't stop the amused smile crawling onto her face, and Charlotte sticks her chin out, marching down the hallway.Conrad's heels are the only noise in the corridor."Adamo and Rosser," a man yells, and Conrad's eyes scan the crowd, finally landing on the man with a schedule in his hand.Charlotte allows Conrad to move in front of her, the two of them never releasing hands as they stand in front of the man.She can hear Atlas walking towards them; his footsteps are heavy."Rosser," Conrad states calmly, and the man nods, ra
Conrad moved so fast she swears time had stopped.She had leapt over the barrier between her and Charlotte and Atlas and Meg, with Charlotte throwing herself after her to try to restrain her.She barely manages to grab her friend before Conrad makes it to Atlas, her claws out and her teeth descended."Order," one of the men roars, and a guard comes over to Charlotte, raising a brow."No, it's okay," Charlotte pants, tugging Conrad back.She forces her into her seat, and Conrad yanks her blazer off, her chest heaving with rage and frustration."What do you mean, no?" One of the women asks irritably.Everyone had been hoping this would be a short case so that they could all have the evening off; both candidates had been shown to have new partners and seemed to have no interest in remaining together.That was true for Conrad. She wanted to move on with her life, but Atlas seemed to have other ideas."I do not consent to the dissolution," he simply says, and Conrad can't stop the angry gr
"How have you been?" Carlos asks, and Conrad raises a brow."Fabulous. Obviously. My mate has twins on the way, and I'm living with my parents again. I'm going to become Beta this year. That's it, that's my entire summary of this god-awful year," she beams sarcastically, shaking her head.Carlos raises a brow, walking towards the emptier end of the hallway, leading her along gently."I thought my year had been bad. I've been having a pretty good time in comparison," he chuckles, his dark eyes following her every move.Having those eyes back on her makes her shiver; she remembers the days they would watch her almost constantly, a smirk on the lips a few centimetres below them."How have you been doing?" She questions, leaning her back against the stone walls."I've been hanging on. Sabrina is at boarding school now; she's gotten really tall," he remarks, showing her his phone's lock screen picture."Oh, she's gorgeous," Conrad coos, peering at the little girl who she occasionally mothe
Josephine and the elite teams did exactly what they had set out to do. They had moved so efficiently that they had knocked out most of the command structure entirely before the hyenas had a chance to even sound an alarm to warn the others that their doom was coming.Any who did not actively fight, were given the choice to end their days there and now or move semi willingly to an enclave Josephine had been working on for far longer than Alexander had realized. To Josephine, Melody was just another target, one of far too many in a larger pattern. One that Josephine had been working to end on her own long before Melody had even been born.Alexander was in awe as Guillermo filled him in on the progress during a rather social seeming jog several weeks after the incident; which was all Alexander could bring himself to say about it all. Still working on it with his therapist. But things were going better. He was focusing on being a dad, and decided to take up carpentry. If he was going to li
Melody drove up to the familiar house, the smell of burnt clutch heavy in the cabin of the vehicle. Melody didn't know how to drive a manual, let alone an old truck with a heavy gear shift and broken power steering. Thankfully it didn't matter. The truck just had to get her here. Looking all normal, and human and alone. If the truck had to stay behind because Melody had wrecked the transmission on the relatively short easy drive over, no harm done. Flint would carry her to Alec's pack lands and virtual sanctuary until they could arrange to get back to their own home.The home looked significantly worse than she was prepared for. The picket fence she had admired that first day hadn't been painted in a while when she had left, and hadn't been touched since. Many boards were missing or broken. Beverly must have hated it, she had been a realtor and she was good at it. At making homes look good enough that people wanted to live in the warm homey environments she created. Looks were often d
"You don't have to do this yourself, Guillermo and I can take care of it.." Alexander pleaded with Melody. That evening as she insisted on preparing everything to travel across the country to execute Frank. Throwing random clothes into a suitcase while she stomped around the room on feet far too heavy for someone of her size."Yes I do!" she was nearing hissing at him as she insisted strongly. She paused, packing the suitcases, "I need to do this, he hurt my whole family Alexander. He needs to pay for it. I need him to pay for it. To know he brought his end on himself, I want him to know." Her words were so heavy with with such a finality to them, that Alexander, never able to really say no to her finally gave in. She could come on the mission, only if the shrink and doctor cleared her first. After this afternoon's panic attack, and early pregnancy he was sure she wouldn't get the clearance from the doctor. She's pregnant, no doctor would let her go out to murder their step father.He
Alexander and Melody spent their time with their kids and Diana. Letting Alexander's mother take care of everything while Melody and Alexander played on the floor with their kids, ate snacks, and just enjoyed the peace of their family. Raven was stomping around in her room out back, apparently a nap was not coming easily. "I guess it's not all she hoped it would be?" Alexander ventured softly while James was cuddling in his lap, almost asleep with a picture book in his hands."She has wanted this all her life, maybe dropping a vampire sighting on her this early wasn't the best idea." Diana said, softly, her voice like a lullaby as James drifted off to sleep. Melody was just returning from putting Ansley down for a nap, and smiled at seeing James limp in his fathers arms. She came over, gently and carefully picking the little boy up who snuggled into his mother's body as she picked him up, and took him to have a nap as well. Giving Alexander some time alone with his mom."Alpha doesn'
The next morning it was confirmed by Guillermo that Frank and Robert had almost certainly had something to do with Beverly's murder. Randy was only innocent of this particular crime because he was already in prison for a statutory rape charge. A combination of wire transfers from offshore accounts, messages on burner phones, and finally a time line established when Guillermo searched recent security and surveillance cameras around the small town where Melody and Alexander had met. Trying to figure out what had happened and when.Beverly was a woman who liked routine he learned, and even though she couldn't find a job after she had been laid off, had tried to keep busy. She volunteered, working at the animal shelter some days, food bank on others. Spent an hour or so in the town library applying for jobs before hitting the grocery store before heading home to cook for her family. She didn't seem to interact much with anyone in the town. She hadn't carried a cell phone in over a year be
The first couple photographs showed three women, roughly Melody's age, nothing else in common between them. They were all of different heritage, but all were very dead, by the similar ragged horizontal slash across their throats. No metal blade had opened their throats, that was the mark of a clawed hand. Then there had been two men, Melody didn't know them, but her heart filled with sadness as she realized these were all probably the dead mates to alphas. Who in turn according to Alexander research, never knew their mates were taken and murdered, instead thought they had been rejected. That each of these people had been stolen and their lives ended, causing echos of heartbreak for so many people, filled Melody with guilt that twice she had been taken, and twice she escaped mostly unharmed. She didn't know why she was ok in her home now, and these people weren't.Alexander was just finishing up with Guillermo, his own worry at a new level with the news from his head of security. He dr
This was how his life should have been. Raven would be unbearable if she ever learned that she really had been right all along. She was born for this, Alexander wasn't. He didn't feel any guilt at all now. As he laid Melody in a rocking chair so he could run a bath for her, he checked on his mother as she did the same for Ansley.James was staying with Robin and her family tonight. James adored his older cousins, and seeing how other people lived their everyday lives. He was a nosey kid, Alexander hoped he didn't drive his very controlled sister insane overnight. James was more in tune with his grandmother or Lark. Almost like Robin could feel his worry, Alexander's phone buzzed with a notification, he checked and saw a video of a wide grinning James holding a Mario Kart Steering wheel in his small hands, his face aglow with joy as he tried to play with his older cousins, who were laughing at his eager attempts to widely steer around the course. The sound of generations, and blended f
Melody awoke with the most unwelcome deja vu. The particular heavy and slow feeling of waking up after having been knocked unconscious. Judging by the rhythmic pounding and pain radiating from the back of her head, it had been physical this time instead of chemical. She didn't know if that was better or worse, she still felt sick and nauseated, and the headache was worse, but her body didn't feel as clumsy.The overwhelming wrong feeling had diminished, but things were certainly not right. But at least she was able to think now. She looked around, lovely another cement room from floor to ceiling, a single caged in bulb in the ceiling for light, and a clean, if uncomfortable pallet underneath her. Things smelled clean, which at least wasn't offensive and an improvement on the first kidnapping. Melody wasn't scared this time, she was boiling under the surface like a secret lake of lava.Yup, she had been kidnapped again. Ansley! Where was her daughter? Who had taken her. Melody knew she
The next week was perfect, better than ever before. Alexander was scheduled to see his counsellor at least twice a week, he was getting Raven up to speed on current pack issues and general local politics. He felt lighter. Like himself in a way he had missed without even realising he had been missing something at all.Melody's days were a little more boring. Delia had texted her on schedule all through the weekend through until Sunday night. Then she had called to let Melody know she was taking a week off school and going on vacation with the man she had gone home with on Friday night; and was still with. Melody had worried about her friend, but after talking on the phone, Delia was safe, and happy, and excited. So Melody wished her friend well. Maybe the dark tall brooding man Delia was with was a shifter too, and Delia was his mate. Melody gnawed on her lower lip wondering how she would even try to ask her friend if that was the case, without letting too much slip if Delia wasn't in