“I don’t, but that’s not what’s I’m worried about right now. Why is there blood on your collar?” Levi glanced between the two of us. I crossed my arms in front of my chest and stared into his brown eyes. I was being hostile without reason but I couldn’t help it. This uncomfortable feeling was quickly festering inside of me and if I didn’t just come out with it it would bubble up. My best friend tilted his head to the side, his eyes lit up, and a bloody knowing smile pulled the corners of his lips.“Are you jealous?” His tone was light and I swear I heard a laugh in there.“I’m sure whatever poor soul he’s just torn apart deserved everything he got,” Andrius murmured in my ear.“Levi didn’t answer the question.” I wasn’t laughing and I wouldn’t. Not until I got an answer. Was I being illogical? Maybe, but I’ve never known Levi to kill anyone. Yes, even after what he did to Dylan. ‘Who did he feed from?’ blared on repeat in my head. I chewed on my lip and Levi’s gaze dropped to the nerv
The silence stretched between us, but I couldn’t back down. Even though I knew he was bigger and stronger than me. I held his piercing gray eyes and moved back. Needing to add distance between us, not because I was afraid of him, but because I couldn’t let his proximity distract me. He didn’t stop me, but his hand was firm on my hip.Maybe I was harsh in calling him a hypocrite, but it was true, and I wouldn’t apologize for it. I would call him out on his bullshit. We were together. Yes, we were new, but I wouldn’t pretend to keep him happy. I wasn’t that woman anymore. It didn’t matter if he was my mate. Andrius would hear me. Without giving him a chance to respond, I snapped again.“You’ve got a real chance here to make them see vampires differently. Instead of taking it, you’ve kept her locked up underground. She’s one of your own, and yet, no one bats an eye
Without meaning to, my jaw dropped. Whatever I thought Isabella was going to ask for, it definitely hadn’t been that. The werewolves needed blood—werewolf blood. I was trying to figure out ways, legal ways, to get her what she needed, but I was coming up blank. I don’t know any werewolves here, and I highly doubt any members of the pack would volunteer to let a vampire; because that’s how they see her, feed from them.Yet, the hesitancy staring back at me mixed with the trust she just showed snapped me out of my stupor. The news was a surprise, but we were talking—she was communicating. It could have been a lot worse. First, we needed to treat her like a member of the pack, not a criminal. From what Andrius had shared with me, she’d committed no crime and shouldn’t be chained.“Andrius?” I asked, turning my head to look at him.“Yes, my Mistress?”
AmiaMy eyes snapped open, my subconscious bleeding away into the darkness as I woke up. My werewolf hearing enables me to pick up the sound of something shattering in the other room followed by my mom’s muffled scream as it echoes down the tiny hall to my room. Half asleep I reached for my phone on the bedside table, fumbling around something fell to the ground. The screen lit up and told me it was an hour before sunrise.The fun was starting. A door slammed announcing their arrival next door. Something exploded against the wall to my left, my instincts kicked in and I covered my head as I ducked. My eyes were squeezed shut and I gritted my teeth as I dropped my hands and straightened my back. I swallowed the thick lump in my throat and tried to focus on the rain splattering against my window sill.Pitter-patter-pit.Pitter-patter-pit.Pitter-pat.I lowered myself until I was laying flat on the bed. The silence in my room was chased from the room as angry voiced bounced off the walls
I don’t really know what my father looked like and looking at my features I couldn’t see him. I looked a lot like my mom. She’s slender and tall, has straw-colored hair that falls just below her chin and brown eyes. They were once vibrant and full of life but now they’re dull from years of living in a loveless abusive relationship. She had practically copy and pasted when she had me. I have long silky blonde hair and big brown eyes. Sometimes I can see flecks of gold in my eyes. The only difference between us is that I only stand an inch over five feet. While the woman on my mom’s side had slender figures, I was curvier, thicker, and my large breasts and fat ass always caught unwanted attention. My face was a little round and I was always mistaken for being younger than my actual age. My mom always towered over me and Greg, my mom’s boyfriend. He was shorter than her but bulkier than her and definitely stronger than me. He could throw me across the room effortlessly. Trust me, I know,
The first bell rings and I hurry to get my shirt over my head and pull the material down over my belly. I step into my jeans and I go to war with them as I struggle to pull them over my curves. When I win I button and pull up the zipper before stepping in front of one of the mirrors. The first thing I see is the light brown freckles that litter my nose and spread gently across my cheeks. The bags under my eyes are impossible to notice but my lips are light pink and plump. Disgusted with my appearance, I huff and throw my hair up in a messy bun and turn from my reflection. I grab my backpack and rush to class. When I get to my hallway, I take a deep breath to calm myself and pull my shoulders back. No one knows about my home situation and I’ve worked hard to ensure no one finds out about it. Kids are rushing to class while others are taking their time. When I get to my class, the door is still open and I sigh in relief as I walk in. Most of my classmates are seated but my teacher isn’t
Levi is muscular and has long silver blonde hair that he tries back. His brown eyes sparkle like he thinks something’s funny but doesn’t want to share what it is. He has dimples that poke out on both cheeks when he smiles but he doesn’t smile as much as he did when we were kids. He’s gotten paler since we were kids. I remember a young tan dirty blonde hair but now, his skin is fair and his hair is silver blonde. I can feel his eyes on me and I’m glad I didn’t turn around. I can already see the satisfied smirk on his face if he caught me starting at him. He thinks everyone likes him and I don’t want to fan his ego. Whatever it is between us is weird. We don’t talk anymore but I know him and he knows me. He’s close but distant. Liz thinks he has this secret crush on me but if that were true he would have made a move already. And if he were to try and make a move now it would be pointless. I’m taken now. I started dating Dylan Cadmus this year. The only time I can’t feel Levi’s eyes on
Before I can ask him about about why he’s in my hall when his second period is across campus, he leans down. Before I can say anything, he pressed his lips against mine. I kiss him back but when his tongue darts out and slides across the front of my teeth I realize he wants me to give him access. He nudges his nose against mine impatiently and I let him in. His tongue finds mine and our lips part lightly. My eyes dart to Levi and I see him watching us. I avoid his gaze and break our kiss as my cheeks flush. I turn around to face Dylan and turning my back on Levi. I let my eyes roam down his body and take in his tight fitted white t-shirt and his dark blue jeans. His brunette hair is a little unruly but I like it when it’s like that. I look into his baby blue eyes and my breath hitched. He’s angry. “Why haven’t you answered my texts?” Dylan asked. “I’m sorry baby. I haven’t checked my phone all day. I had to rush to school this morning because… When I got to class i was out of breat
Without meaning to, my jaw dropped. Whatever I thought Isabella was going to ask for, it definitely hadn’t been that. The werewolves needed blood—werewolf blood. I was trying to figure out ways, legal ways, to get her what she needed, but I was coming up blank. I don’t know any werewolves here, and I highly doubt any members of the pack would volunteer to let a vampire; because that’s how they see her, feed from them.Yet, the hesitancy staring back at me mixed with the trust she just showed snapped me out of my stupor. The news was a surprise, but we were talking—she was communicating. It could have been a lot worse. First, we needed to treat her like a member of the pack, not a criminal. From what Andrius had shared with me, she’d committed no crime and shouldn’t be chained.“Andrius?” I asked, turning my head to look at him.“Yes, my Mistress?”
The silence stretched between us, but I couldn’t back down. Even though I knew he was bigger and stronger than me. I held his piercing gray eyes and moved back. Needing to add distance between us, not because I was afraid of him, but because I couldn’t let his proximity distract me. He didn’t stop me, but his hand was firm on my hip.Maybe I was harsh in calling him a hypocrite, but it was true, and I wouldn’t apologize for it. I would call him out on his bullshit. We were together. Yes, we were new, but I wouldn’t pretend to keep him happy. I wasn’t that woman anymore. It didn’t matter if he was my mate. Andrius would hear me. Without giving him a chance to respond, I snapped again.“You’ve got a real chance here to make them see vampires differently. Instead of taking it, you’ve kept her locked up underground. She’s one of your own, and yet, no one bats an eye
“I don’t, but that’s not what’s I’m worried about right now. Why is there blood on your collar?” Levi glanced between the two of us. I crossed my arms in front of my chest and stared into his brown eyes. I was being hostile without reason but I couldn’t help it. This uncomfortable feeling was quickly festering inside of me and if I didn’t just come out with it it would bubble up. My best friend tilted his head to the side, his eyes lit up, and a bloody knowing smile pulled the corners of his lips.“Are you jealous?” His tone was light and I swear I heard a laugh in there.“I’m sure whatever poor soul he’s just torn apart deserved everything he got,” Andrius murmured in my ear.“Levi didn’t answer the question.” I wasn’t laughing and I wouldn’t. Not until I got an answer. Was I being illogical? Maybe, but I’ve never known Levi to kill anyone. Yes, even after what he did to Dylan. ‘Who did he feed from?’ blared on repeat in my head. I chewed on my lip and Levi’s gaze dropped to the nerv
Danny’s words were reassuring. Duke had an effect on me, but up to this point, it wasn’t uncomfortable. There was something here, between us. I wasn’t completely sure what it was, but I welcomed it. Andrius cleared his throat and I turned to face him. I giggled when I noted the side eye he was giving Duke. It made me happy knowing he had people he could be himself with. I loved that whatever was between me and Duke didn’t cause problems. None that I could see yet, anyway. The little jealousy between them wasn’t anywhere between the hate love vibes that Andrius and Levi had, but I’ve quickly realized that I love being between two men. I giggle to myself and Andrius raises an eyebrow at me.“Duke is right. The pack’s opinion matters, but what we say is the end of it.” Andrius’ teasing gaze had turned as serious as his words.“You said most will listen. Does that mean… he will be in danger within these walls?” I didn’t like the idea of Levi being in danger, or having to live a life of it
Andrius huffed and I couldn’t help but smile. I’ve never had a group of people I could hang out with, and definitely not one that were willing to fight over my time. I had Liz, but I didn’t have Levi until recently. Adding more people—long term people gave me that sickly warm feeling in my chest and I blinked quickly to stop myself from tearing up. I’d been so worried they wouldn’t like me.“I don’t have anything… too serious until Friday,” Andrius grumbled before he lifted his cup of orange juice to his lips. I was reminded of the meeting with his appointed chosen mate and her dad. That means no one will know who I am until after he clears that up. That should make me feel weird, feel small, but I only sit straighter in my seat. I’m glad I’m here. I wanted everyone to know I’m the woman by his side. Everyone at the table knew about her, but now I’m sitting by Andrius. Did th
After Duke left, I took more time looking through the multiple dresses Levi packed in a pack for me, only to end up with black leggings and a red v-neck that hugged my curves. I normally wore loose fitting clothes—they were like armor. But I wanted them to like me. Thank you, L. With my arm looped in Andrius’, he led me downstairs. At the thought of meeting those closest to him, I was a mix of both excitement and nerves. They were pack. Family. I had grown up outside of my own, but we were so low on the chain and lived far from the packhouse it almost felt like we were rogues sometimes.“They’ll love you.” Andrius must have noticed my worry.“And if they don’t?” My voice was a whisper as my feet touched the landing.“Then Duke can kill them for you.” He chuckled by my side, and I playfully slapped him. We walked through the main area, post the couches, and tables. I caught the aroma of a delicious meal and my mouth watered at the same time my stomach growled. Heads turned as we steppe
AmiaAndrius gave no explanation about his visit and I wasn’t sure what to make of this. I had no problem meeting his best friend. I mean, he had to be if he’d chosen him as his right-hand man, right? What confused me was Andrius letting him in despite what I’m wearing, or the lack of clothing I was wearing, and despite where we were. This is supposed to be our room. At that realization goosebumps spread down my arms. The math wasn’t mathing and I was starting to wonder if his friend was more than a friend.That would complicate things.Every hair stood on end as his beta stepped into the room. My eyes dropped to the tactical boots and then my brows raised as they swept up, up, up the army green pants to the thoroughly filled out black t-shirt. He was dressed like a soldier, not a beta. At least, not the way I envisioned a beta to dress, but all thought disappeared as he the rest of him appeared. My lips parted as our gaze locked.Holy hell.Baby blues burned holes into mine. There wa
Struggling against the blanket of heat that was now suffocating me, I tried to push it off, but it wouldn’t budge. It had the opposite effect. It pulled me in and squeezed. Grumbling, I fight sleep, which is hard because I’m drained. I’m not getting anymore shut eye when I’m sweating my ass off. The first thing I see is a wall of pure muscle and my throat is dry and my nipples pebble as I recalled everything that happened last night.Instead of being bathed in sunlight, a barrier was on top of the glass and blocked it out. This kept the rays from coming in through the ceiling. Except for the double doors on the other side of the room. Even in his sleeping state, his cock is thick and long against my belly. My lips spread in a wolfish grin as I think of waking him up with my mouth, but my stomach growled, reminding me there are more important things than sex. Food.“Andrius…” My voice is raspy with sleep and I suspect from all the moaning I did last night. He doesn’t answer, doesn’t mo
Our breathing mixed with the potent smell of sex filled the room. Andrius didn’t rush to get off and walk over to the bathroom. No, he was a still force above me. He had a vice grip around his cock. His eyes roamed over every inch of me he had marked. Trembles wracked my body as I quivered with pleasure. Beneath his gaze, I felt exposed yet adored. Nothing like the way I’d felt trapped beneath Dylan. Not much time had passed, but Goddess, it felt like I’d made so much progress. I could think of my shitty ex and not completely cave in on myself.Even now, with my stomach rolled squished, my pussy bared, and my hair most likely a tangled mess behind me, none of it mattered. Andrius’ hungry gaze confirmed my thoughts. He could continue looking at me that way, and I’d hold whatever disadvantageous position he put me in.“Mine,” Andrius growled.“Yours,” I confirm