Elaine L. Brockett"So, will you?"Elaine posed the question again to her mother. It wasn't ideal for her to ask this brashly, but her only response yesterday had been, 'Go to bed.'Elaine had expected her to be upset that she sneaked out, but not like last night.She always snuck out, and her reactions were tepid, especially on days that Muaas brought her home, so the only reason she could equate to her mother's edginess was the presence of Ruby Clive in town.Overnight, her mother’s, 'what if something happens to you' turned to 'Are you okay? You are okay, right? That woman didn't do anything to you, did she?'The manic change was unnerving.Why did everyone pay so much attention to someone of no importance?Elaine did not find Ruby particularly pleasing to look at. She was merely astoundingly beautiful in such a way that she projects one’s insecurities about themselves, but such women were often harlots—case in point: the magazine articles.Plus, Leon had always mentioned to her th
The journey back to the capital was exhausting and silent. Sex was but a band-aid. Despite how we behave in ecstasy, he still came to me smelling of roses, and I still refuse to cater, host or be a part of a ‘child’s’ birthday.I still wanted to leave early, so we left on the same night. He could have stayed if he wanted, but I needed to leave— he came to me smelling of roses. I cannot get over that, especially when he denies me another.Either way, the birthday is in three weeks, the double date next weekend, and there I shall ask for my Luna project and leave the two mates together a little earlier than the planned six months, but I cannot help how things turn out.When the car makes a turn to the estate, a yawn escapes me.At least I have my room here, and there is soundproofing.The blushes and curious gazes that met mine after the Alpha and I left our room were…interesting.Christ, did they hear our arguments then?A familiar face and uniform brush past my window, so I lean to st
Adrian M. KnoxShe would leave him?Yes, that was part of the agreement, but…not this soon. She was not permitted to leave him this soon.He wished to utter that, but again, her fingers flew to her mouth.What was it that terrified his precious pufferfish?He'd never seen her this anxious before, and were he in a better mood, he would have prodded, but he wasn't, and her 'divorce' threat was not helping.The car drew to a halt, and on their exit, a man took their coats.His hand took hers to prevent any more biting, and to his surprise, she held on to his hand.It was only when he entered the mansion that he understood her nerves.Unlike his mother's house, filled with warmth, life and imperfections. Her mother's house was the polar opposite.Everything was cold and efficient. The design was a designer's paradise with no family portraits, no out-of-place pictures, and no out-of-place soft furnishings like a lone bean bag or plush chair like in the palace. Everything was extravagant, f
No... No... God, no. The beat of my heart feels so painful that its loudness echoes in my ear; any second now, I will have a heart attack and be saved from this situation. Any…second now. Oh God... This is the worst! The sting on my thighs from the whip does not hurt as much as the mortification I feel. The look on his face as he examines my thighs, as he takes in the room and takes in Mother and the assortment of crops and whips by her side as if they were a BDSM collection, makes me want to disappear. Didn’t Mother lock the door? She always locks the door. Oh God, this is so embarrassing. “How long?” ‘How long’? What is that question supposed to mean? How long would I keep him waiting? —Not that long, it's just been five minutes, okay, perhaps a bit more than five minutes, but- is that really his question? My gaze turns to the floor; the door’s lock mechanism lays shattered as if he opened the door in rage. Huh…if he is that upset, then his question might lie in the sa
Ha...ha…The laugh that leaves my lips makes his grip tighten against me."Oh ...you don't like her despite how identical you are...? Seriously Alpha…”My laugh ceases to give my next words more emphasis.“You should have just taken the whip and gone to town on me-"His harsh tug on my hand as he drags me forcefully to the manor cuts off my next words."Let go....of me!"He doesn't.“Let go of me, Alpha!”My nails draw his blood as I try my best to peel his hands off me; yet again, he remains silent, and despite my making my limbs rigid to add resistance to his tug, he doesn’t stop; in fact, I may be the only one getting hurt by this.When a sensation eerily close to that of dislocation finds my limbs, the realisation of the pointlessness of my struggle finds me, so instead, I take in a deep breath and release a blood-curling scream that pierces the night and causes him to freeze in his tracks."You can't control me if you have something to lose...you need your image, right Alpha...?”
"Hey, Sydney. No, no...just something I need you to take care of.” The Alpha paused for a little while to let the sweet biker pour his disappointment over him for only calling when he needed something before getting down to the meat of the matter. “Yes. The bastard Clive Manor that my wife hails. Yes.” Again, he paused so the biker could confirm if he meant ‘Birthday girl’. “Yes, she. I want you to burn it." After a quick ‘aye’, a beeping sound followed. The call was quick; no one challenged him nor questioned his decision, so his toss of the phone to his bed was more of a finality, yet as much as he would love a shower and to believe that that was the end of it, his hands found his hair and a sigh escaped his lungs. It took a second for the watermelon clutching his shirt from the crimson stain on his wrist to remind him of the anger coursing through his veins. How dare she? And if that were not bad enough, Ruby wished to crawl back. Another sigh found his lips. He was supp
Adrian M Knox"I am not lying to you, Ruby; I mean it. I mean the words, contrary to myself, I do care about you.""You are not lying?”She asked with a sigh before repeating the words again.“You are not lying.”It did not feel like a question, so he said nothing.“You think those words make it better? Are they some sort of band-aid because, your timing aside, you would wear gloves to touch someone you care about? Does that make sense to you, or are you so enamoured that I am your exception? Oh God, if this is your ‘care’, I cannot imagine if you hated me. What next? Would you not permit yourself to breathe the same air as me? perhaps have me live in a separate manor or an apartment in town?""I'll admit my methods-""No, you will admit nothing. You will say nothing; you will keep whatever is going on buried deep inside like the rest of us and... I will pretend you didn't say anything at all.""You will pretend…Ruby, listen to me. This isn’t spontaneous or a mistake; I truly mean it.
Ruby M. Clive "Wh..what?"For a second, I swear my heart leaves me.She can’t have said-I can't be…“What?”I repeat because the words she spewed are not on the script; they are not words anyone should ever utter to me at this time."Yes, my tests are one hundred-""Shut up, shut- oh god. Why? Why is everyone playing tricks on me? am I- am I wearing a sign on my back that says ‘kick me’ or ‘tell me a practical joke’?”Her lips part slightly before sealing once more.“No, no, I’m not- I would know if I were pregnant.”“Well, that’s not necessarily true if you have never been pregnant before. I mean, what would you relate the symptoms to?”“You are not helping- oh god…oh, Elaine. Oh my god…oh my god, I can’t leave… no, no, you can't tell the Alpha about this."The news refuses to settle within me as each time my mind toys with the idea of my womb carrying life, a new question hits me.What about Elaine? Will we have to be connected now that her mate impregnated me? I cannot stand the