AlmaraAnother week had passed since the whole Noah-Arthur confrontation thing. A week since Kaylee had become my shadow. Other than her name, I hadn’t learned anything about her.Noah was doing as he promised. He wasn't crossing any boundary that I didn’t want him to cross. But Arthur was still unhappy about me going over there. I was sure if he didn’t have responsibilities at work or with the pack, he’d stay with me as long as Noah was around.It was those responsibilities that took Arthur away for the day. The house felt empty wit
ArthurArthur was tired. Today had been a particularly grueling day full of mind-numbing tasks and endless meetings. It hadn’t felt like a Saturday at all. All he wanted now was to bury his face in between Almara’s legs and hear her cries of pleasure that only he could give her.A feral smile crossed his lips. Perhaps tonight could be the night that they finally crossed that line. It wasn’t her fertile period, but he didn’t care. He wanted to bury himself as deep as he could go and feel her break around him.Ever since he had met her
AlmaraI stared up at Arthur from my place on the bed. My heart had set an impossible pace in my fear. I was trying not to hyperventilate.Pay attention, Almara. Breathe in his scent. Look above his head. You don’t need to be afraid, Lily said, breaking through what would have been a panic attack. I breathed in deeply through my nose and Arthur’s arousal was potent. I glanced above his head and everything was a deep pink.I suddenly realized that whatever punishment he had planned was meant to be pleasure, not pain. It sparked my own lu
The next morning I woke up with Arthur wrapped around me. I sighed in contentment, hugging his arm tighter around me. I wanted to cherish the moments like this while I had them. They would get ripped away soon enough.“Good morning, little wolf. How are you feeling?” Arthur mumbled, nipping my ear playfully.Ravished, Lily answered and I giggled. I told Arthur what Lily said and he gave a dark chuckle.“As much as I would like to ravish you again, we have things to do and places to be. Get dressed quickly and we’ll be on our way.”I quirked my eyebrow at him. “Where are we going?”“I think it’s high time that I met your parents, don’t you?”I stared at him in open-mouthed shock. I had never expected him to meet my parents. Not really. I guess some part of me thought that Sofia would come back before it ever came to that.Arthur took in my expression and a small smile played on his lips. “What? You don’t want me to meet them? Or you don’t think that they’ll approve of…” he moved a hand
Another week had passed and it was once again the weekend. Arthur was pulled away again on business. I had the entire day to myself. And I had no idea what to do.I meandered around the house, having explored the whole thing already. I felt restless. I supposed after going non-stop, I didn’t know how to relax anymore.One of the staff passed by, carrying a large vase of neatly arranged flowers. It gave me an idea and I mentally slapped myself for not thinking of it earlier.I turned to Kaylee, who was following me like always. “We’re going out of town. Do you mind driving me? It’s a bit far for public transportation.”Kaylee didn’t say anything. She just nodded. I smiled and made my way to the art studio Arthur had set up for me. I grabbed my favorite painting that I had done recently, then headed to the huge garage where numerous luxury cars were lined in neat rows. I went to the least expensive looking one and climbed in.“Where are we going, Ms. Almara?” Kaylee asked as she took th
ArthurArthur smirked as he looked at his phone. Almara was on her way back to the house. She was listening to his instructions so nicely. So nicely, in fact, that he was going to reward her later that night. But first he wanted to see the person most important to him.His grandmother ran a flower shop in the next town over. Even though she had once been the Luna of the pack, she had wanted a quiet life away from the politics and drama. Which Arthur could understand.But the rest of the family didn’t. As soon as his grandmother told everyone that she was doing her own thing, there had been a lot of protest. His father had been Alpha at the time and had given his own mother an ultimatum. Either she could stay with the pack or be disowned.Obviously Arthur’s grandmother had picked the latter. The entire pack was under strict orders not to interact with her. However, Arthur absolutely was not going to follow that rule. The woman had raised him for a time. He owed her so much of who he wa
Almara I had just gotten into bed when Arthur came through the door. He shrugged off his suit jacket without saying a word. I watched him warily. I wasn’t sure what type of mood he was in, but I wasn’t going to bring attention to myself in case it was a bad one.When he had stripped down to his boxers, he finally turned toward me. There was a storm brewing behind his green eyes and my body went on full alert.“Did you know?” he asked and I cocked my head. I had no idea what he was talking about and I told him as much.He strode toward the bed and grabbed the wrist that my new bracelet was on. He shook it in front of my eyes, the charms whipping around wildly.“Did you know that Dorothea is my grandmother?”I stared at him in open-mouthed shock. It was the last thing I had expected him to say. It took me a few tries to find my voice.“What?”“You didn’t know,” he muttered and relaxed his grip. His shoulders slumped forward and he buried his face into my neck, pressing a kiss into the
When I got to Noah’s house Friday morning, he wasn’t wearing his usual painting clothes. Instead he was dressed in a pair of dark slacks topped with a light purple, short-sleeved button-up shirt. The shirt brought out the violet in his eyes, making them stand out more than usual. “Are we not painting today?” I asked, glancing down at my own paint colored clothes. Luckily I always brought a change of clothes so I could go to the gallery later so if I needed to change, I could. “No, we’re not. I thought it would be nice to take a break. You’ve been working so hard here and at the gallery. I’d like to reward you for all that you’ve done so far,” Noah said and my cheeks turned red at the word ‘reward.’ Arthur used it so much that I now associated it with sex. Noah’s eyes dilated as he took in my scent, but he didn’t remark on it. Thank the Moon Goddess. I wanted to crawl under a rock as it was. “What did you have in mind?” I asked shakily, trying to push past the embarrassment. “