It all started with a contest. My favorite author was hosting it to market the release of her latest book. Naturally I took part but never in a million years did I think I would win. And it wasn’t just some small prize either. It was a signed hardcover version of her latest book as well as a personal note from the author- at least, that’s what it was supposed to be. I did not expect to wake up in the world of my favorite novel series.“Paisley, wake up and get dressed! The alpha’s family is coming for lunch in an hour!” I groaned in response and wet my stinky dry mouth.Did I mention that it happens to be a werewolf novel? A feel-good romance series where the main female lead is super submissive, the male lead is the alpha of his pack and there’s lots and lots of unnecessary drama?I know, I know what you’re thinking- but hey, it’s a guilty pleasure of mine. I can’t help myself. Don’t judge me. We don’t pleasure shame here.Alright, alright, moving on before I say anything else that s
Twenty-four hours could not go slow enough. It didn’t help that every time I tried to fall asleep in my bed I worried I would wake back up in my rundown apartment before I would get to see my favorite character, but I suppose the moon goddess and the author smiled down on me because thankfully- I am still here to witness the return of Beta Carter to the Lockwood Pack.And I bought a camera.Is it considered stalking if I take a picture of his face if he’s not a celebrity or public figure?We’re not going to think about it.I previously asked my ‘father’ if they had any plans to throw a welcome back ceremony for Beta Carter but he just shook his head however he did tell me that the Beta would be at the pack house around noon. Apparently several high ranking wolves and their families were going to greet him at the pack house when he arrived."I'm surprised you're interested in the welcome party! You usually don't participate in these kinds of things." He remarked with a smile. I was abo
"I hope I get a commission for those photos." A smooth, velvety voice spoke behind me, whispering something sinful down my spine. The hair on the back of my neck and arms stood up in attention and my knees shook with anticipation but for a moment, I held still, staring at the photos, my back to the pack house. To anyone, it would have seemed as if I didn’t hear a voice behind me- but I knew, and he knew that I was at full attention.“Did you get my good side, at least?” Footsteps crunched on the gravel growing louder by the second but I still couldn’t move from my frozen position. Suddenly, two large rough hands slid sensually over my arms and tenderly enclosed my hands holding my camera. An overwhelming warmth pressed softly against my back, tingles racing down my spine as a warm breath blew against the back of my neck and shoulder. I couldn’t help but let out a subtle gasp.The voice hummed in approval, gazing at the picture I took- the one of Beta Carter’s desire made plain and cle
I barely recall how I made it home. I only kept myself from sobbing until I reached Paisley’s bedroom. Not once in my life did I envy a person as much as I envied Paisley. And it wasn’t just for Carter but her family as well. And they were close- thick as thieves. Paisley supposedly spent her evenings hanging out with her parents rather than any friends because she was just that close to her family. And I?... Well, that’s another matter.“Paisley? Are you alright?” My mother, or rather- Paisley’s mother knocked on the door. I tried to clear my throat before speaking but a tremble came out as I shouted I was fine. “You don’t sound fine. Can I come in?”I ignored her and flipped through my journal I had been keeping since I entered this world. “Paisley?” She asked again.“Ugh, I said I was fine, didn’t I?!” I shouted back. There was silence for a moment before Paisley’s mother murmured an ‘all right’ and left.Groaning, I slammed my head into Paisley’s desk and mentally kicked myself for
A sudden knock sounded at the door.“Paisley, your dad’s home and he wants to speak with you. Both of you.”Our gaze returned to each other briefly before I took the initiative to widen the distance between us and open the door. My 'mother' still stood there in the doorway and briefly peered in before releasing the tension in her shoulders seeing Beta Carter standing in the middle of the room and nowhere else- for example- the bed. I discreetly rolled my eyes and made my way downstairs, Beta Carter following behind me- teasingly stroking down the back of my upper arm. Pleasurable tingles raced down my skin like a line of charged electricity everywhere he visited. I had to cough to clear my own intimate thoughts which I’m sure were showcased on my face. I could feel the burning shame coursing through me. I quickly pinched myself as punishment for not keeping my distance from the man so soon after I decided not to.My 'father' paced the living room and stopped when he saw us. “Paisley,
Unfortunately, Carter ended up staying for dinner, and now I am stuck sitting next to a man who can melt an ice cube with his looks alone. And what makes matters even worse is his subtle teasing and sensual touches he enacts upon me every chance he gets. He reaches for the salt? He'd accidentally brush hands with me. He wants to adjust himself to focus more on what my father is saying? His knees would ‘accidentally’ knock into mine for a moment as he did so. At first he would apologize like it was some sort of accident but after the third time, he stopped apologizing and just let it happen. Every time he did, I refused to acknowledge it. He just wants a reaction because it eggs him on so I refuse to give him one.Now do you see my dilemma?In fact, at this very second, Carter’s latest attempt of riling me up by leaning over me to grab the tray of green beans had me gasping involuntarily. I couldn’t help it! His scent practically invaded my nose and his rippling bicep muscles were on d
"That might cause some panic if you do." A muffled voice just outside the door said to me. I gasped and flung the door open, glaring at the wolf who couldn’t seem to stay even a floor away from me.“What are you doing up here?!” I whisper yelled, cheeks burning in fury. Beta Carter merely stared at me for a moment, a light smirk resting on his plump lips but a strange emotion shining in his crystal blue gaze.“I thought I would bring you dessert, mate. You left before we got to the best part.” he gestured to the two bowls of apple pie and vanilla ice cream in his hands. I had a feeling he was talking about more than just the food but I wouldn’t dare comment on that. Not if I wanted to get through this night with my dignity... and the same pair of panties.“Are you going to let me in or are you going to just continue staring at me?” His smirk widened. Does this man ever not smirk?I sighed in defeat. “Fine, come in.” I pulled the door open wider for him and sat at the desk chair. “But a
Words cannot properly describe how Beta Carter- the proud strong male who always had a smile on his face and laughter in his lips- appeared before me. He looked broken. His pupils were so small, showcasing his bright blue eyes that shook with racing thoughts evident behind them. His mouth was hanging open slightly in shock, opening wider every time he took in a breath as if to speak, but only to stay silent and keep staring at me with that same expression. All we could do was stare at each other in silence for a minute.“You don’t... want to be my mate?” He whispered, his body so still- even his breath had stilled in wait of my answer.“It’s not that I don’t want to. I just-” I hung my head and wrapped my arms around myself, tears streaming down my face. “I can’t.”“What do you mean you can’t?” His voice started to show a hint of his frustration, his mask completely down- showcasing the tender hurting male underneath. Then he quickly inhaled. “Is it someone else? Am I... Am I too late