"Ma'am! Ma'am!" My eyes open, but the slight twinge of pain that typically follows unrestful sleep, however, protests heavily to keeping them open. "Mm, what?" I groan as I try to wave the lights away. "You need to get ready for the venue trip." The new maid, Gina, is no different from Christina—A new name but the same habits. "What time is it?" I ask groggily as I try and peer outside, but my curtains are still drawn. Considering they needed to turn on the lights, the sun is most definitely not out yet. "It's four a.m., but-" "Are you kidding me? Four? The appointment was at eight. I get that you want a promotion, but this is not the way…" I groan as I shrink deeper into the bedding. My world may be burning, but nothing beats a good night's rest. "Yes, at eight, but we meet them at quite a distance, so it would be best if we got started ear-" "Didn't you say they were coming to meet me here? Stop changing the narrative, Christina two." "The plans have changed, madam." "U
Ruby M. CliveFather’s large hand presses against my neck ensuring no more air can cross to my lungs, my hands feel so small compared to his as I try to pry him from me.I don’t want to die."It's these eyes!"Father spits, the green in his gaze holding his venom too unmistakably.Father hates me? Why? Mother said that he would accept us if I behaved properly. I didn’t make a mistake! I swear."These eyes are not a Clive's! This is not my child, you whore."His breath is pungent and repulsive, but I try my best not to show it as Mother rushes to Father; her eyes are laden with tears that fall easily when she grips him and pleads that he lets me go, but his hold on my neck only grows tighter.“Stop it!!”Mother screams, but all too soon, darkness finds me, followed by the harrowing sound of Mother’s scream."You killed her! you killed our child, you monster!"Her cry saddens me, so I make a wish to my wolf—please, let us be a family again.**Two people peer at my bed; it's late, and t
My eyes take in the room—a hotel room transformed into a hospital with all the present supplies. The reason for the change, according to Leon, was that some nurses were found tampering with my I.V fluid. It seems Dominic has his hands all over the city. Their goal was to wait a few days until most of my injuries healed so that we could use a private plane to fly back to Ketria, but Leon had some business to take care of in place of Adrian. I would have preferred Adrian left instead of hovering around my room like a kicked puppy, but I do not think that will happen. More than that, I hate how he reminds me of my miscarriage. I hate more that I want to reset to before it happened, but what if the problem was simply my body, and I have to relive that moment again? Or what if I give birth safely to it, but the child is killed by my parents to test if it has my ability or, worse, by Elaine because, at that point in time, Adrian was blind to anything else but Elaine? He would have given
"How? How do you intend to bring back the dead?" The Alpha asks as he paces the room; this contemplation on the subject is clear. If I tell him, will he kill me now to get him sooner? "Once you mark me, I will tell you, and once I do, please trust me. Don’t betray me; if you do, our deal is off.” "Ruby, I won't betray you. You don’t even need to ask that of me." "Yes, well, even our marriage vows were said with the same mouth, so forgive me if I feel the need to request the obvious.” I groan inwardly at my catty behaviour. This isn’t the time. "I didn't sleep with Elaine." "Well, you should have. I slept with my mate. It was fun; the hormones make it hard to tell if they are good at it or not." Adrian’s expression hardens before a smile that doesn't quite meet his gaze touches his lips. "Is now okay?" "You want to mark me now? I have stitches in my abdomen, and I hear a heat follows a marking?" "Then when?” “Before we leave. Am I to take that question as you accepting my
My body feels heavy, too heavy, considering I fell asleep mere moments ago.Still, how did Dominic get in here?There is so much security around me, and what did he do to make me this…drowsy.It feels as if I am stuck in a lucid dream; no matter how much I fight for release, nothing budges; not even my fingers feel as if they are under my command."You know..."Dominic's voice drawls: I know I should feel terrified, but there is something about him that makes my stomach flutter to the point of cancelling my nerves. I can't help but adore his wickedness, even if I am its victim."It's hard to see you these days, Angel. I want to call you ‘Katie’, but my men have told me enough to know you don’t identify with that name anymore, but you will always be my angel.”Fuck, it was a mistake to hire anyone from here, no matter how short-staffed we were.The mattress beside me sinks under the weight of his body; if I turn my head, I know I will feel him, yet what happens after I feel him? The sa
Adrian M Knox She didn't remember. The realisation hit him so suddenly that he felt dizzy. How could she not remember when the memory of carrying her helplessly remained vivid in his body? He could still taste the salt in his mouth from the tears he shed as he felt her body growing colder and colder in his arms, so how couldn’t she remember? Was this it? Was this her grand plan to bring back Jace, to make him go through that again? “Are you…crying?” Ruby asked, the crimson in her eyes glimmering with concern. She pulled out a handkerchief from her pocket and moved to dab the cloth on his face to soak the tears, but he grabbed her wrist, stilling her. Was this retribution for the way he treated her? Was this it? “You are too cruel to me, Ruby.” The words came from his lips before he could ease his thoughts. “What?” She asked, as more confusion flooded her expression. He should not have left after their conversation on Jace; if he had stayed at least five more minutes, the
"What do you mean he brought back up?"Adrian asks as he paces outside the lounge section on the private plane.A private plane! Lewis is rich, but I don’t think he is ‘private plane with country flags’ rich!—I mean, isn’t that the Ketrian flag on the cars outside and on the plane?"I see...okay, and have you gotten in touch with this ‘Vivian’? You have! Good, work with them. I want this fuckers head on a pike."He continues, the tone in his voice growing more bitter by the word.I don't know if I am making the right choice by leaving everything behind, but...I genuinely want to prolong the wedding until I have my memories back.Yet this simply feels like an ‘out of the frying pan situation’.The cabin door slides open, and Adrian walks back in. He is so large that the room feels smaller at his mere presence.I love his cologne.My gaze shifts out of the window to focus on something other than the feelings bubbling within me and to hide the fact that I was eavesdropping, but the inten
Adrian M. Knox.There it was again...that word, 'Alpha'. He had once again managed to convince her, as a clean slate, to call him in that way. Christ, was there ever a time when he detested his title like now?"Ru-Ruby, wait!"He called as he arrested her wrist forcefully to pin her in his arms."Let go!""Let me explain."His voice sounded desperate, but he wasn’t asking.“You truly do not have to.”She dismissed.“No, I do, please.”He whispered in her ear, and her body shuddered against his.“Let me explain.”His words came off sultrier than they should. He hadn’t had much of a sex drive for the past month—since the hotel incident, but he could easily envision pinning her to the wall and spreading her apart for his pleasure.He could envision pouring himself into her to erase all traces of the scum she said she was with. He wasn’t within his right to feel jealous, but his wolf growl seemed to come through despite his stifled anger at the memory of her words."Explain what, exactly?