Surely I hadn’t heard that correctly. Surely he hadn’t just asked me to marry him. Surely he hadn’t asked me to have his baby. But the ring was still on my finger. It had definitely happened.“What about Sofia? She’s your fated mate, isn’t she?” I asked and Arthur narrowed his eyes. He grabbed my face in both of his hands and pulled me to him.When our lips were an inch apart, he paused. “You already know how Sofia feels about it. She chose her career over family. But you…you’re exactly what I need.”His lips came crashing down on mine and as much as I wanted to struggle, I couldn’t help but melt into him a little. His tongue demanded entrance and I allowed it. When it met mine in a sensuous dance, images flooded my mind.Waking up in the middle of the night to a nose nuzzling my neck. Hands touching everywhere. Our bodies becoming one before starlight exploded behind my eyes.The aftereffects of the remembered orgasm pulsed through my body and I shoved Arthur away, breathing heavily.
Thinking about all the awful thing that had happened on the cruise, my heart ached and my eyes filled with tears. However, I knew I had to lie. I couldn’t ruin their happiness, even if mine was.“Oh yes! I’m very excited! I can’t wait to be Robert’s wife!” I said, trying to put as much joy into my voice as I could. It wasn’t much, but I guess it satisfied my parents. They nodded, giving me bright smiles.“Um, I know I just got home, but would it be okay if I went to my room and rested? I have work tomorrow and my stomach still feels a little queasy.” At least that wasn’t a lie. I really did feel sick to my stomach.“Of course, dear! Go on and get your rest. If you need anything, just let me know.”I gave her a tight smile and disappeared into my room before she could say anything else. I face planted into my bed, wishing it would just swallow me whole.My phone vibrated in my pocket. I groaned and brought it out. The flashing light told me it was Trevor, one of Robert’s friends. Why w
AlmaraHours had passed since the interview had aired. I honestly couldn’t remember most of the day. It was all a blur. And now the day was over.I quickly changed out of my waitress uniform. I just wanted to go home. I felt so drained, even though I’d been off of work for a week. But the vacation hadn’t really been a vacation.“Almara…”I froze. I hadn’t expected to hear that voice ever again. Much less in the employee break room.“Almara, please just hear me out,” Robert begged and I pulled in a breath. My hands started shaking and I balled them into fists. I didn’t want him to see how much he affected me.I slowly turned, taking in Robert’s disheveled appearance. His normally coiffed strawberry-blonde hair was sticking out all over the place. He had a five o’clock shadow when he was usually clean shaven. And his sapphire blue eyes were bloodshot.I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel any satisfaction from looking at him. He’d hurt me. He didn’t get to feel or look good about it.
“Coffee would be wonderful, Dana. And could we see about getting Almara some clothes?” Arthur asked and relief flooded through me. Typically wolves didn’t care about nudity since shifting meant being naked, but it had always made me feel vulnerable.Dana bowed and walked off. Arthur wrapped an arm around my shoulders and led me up the stairs to the entrance of the house. An extravagant foyer with a split staircase was the first thing that I saw. Golden light from a chandelier gave everything a warm glow.“Where are we going?” I asked as he led me down hallways filled with artwork that I knew must have cost him a pretty penny. Persian rugs lined the floor. Everything just screamed money.“To my office. We have a contract to sign,” he answered, stopping in front of a set of french doors. They led to the coziest space I could have ever imagined. Every wall was covered in floor to ceiling bookshelves with the exception of the stone fireplace that already held a roaring fire.Another mahog
AlmaraShe is still hesitating. “I don't know.”Arthur held back a growl. Why was she being so difficult? “Either you quit your job at the restaurant and work at the gallery or you don’t work at all. Your choice.”Almara’s eyes narrowed and it was like she had lit a fire inside of him. He wouldn’t admit it, but he wanted her to fight back. He wanted the challenge. She would lose, but then he could punish her. And oh did he want to punish her.“Fine. I’ll quit tomorrow morning. Now, are you going to take me home?” She asked and Arthur gave her his trademark smirk.“You already are home.”The next morning, Arthur escorted me to the restaurant and then disappeared. I didn’t even see where he went. It was like he just vanished into thin air.I had to admit that I was disappointed. I didn’t really want to face my boss by myself. I didn’t like letting people down. I couldn’t even give the courtesy of a two week notice.I took a deep breath and began to walk toward the back of the restaurant
I grit my teeth as my face burned red. Arthur knew that I couldn’t pay him back. I didn’t have a choice. I would have to play by his rules…or else.I nodded and focused on my food. It tasted like cardboard. I didn’t think it was the chef’s fault. I was just miserable.We ate the rest of the meal in silence. Well, I was silent. Dana and Arthur chatted merrily away. I wonder if Arthur knew that Dana was in love with him.I bet Dana would be a perfect candidate for the surrogate position, I grumbled to Lily as I speared a spinach leaf with my fork.Not if she’s in love with him. She wouldn’t be able to let him go once the contract was fulfilled. That one would definitely cause problems, Lily surmised and it made a certain sense. I couldn’t wait to get away from Arthur. I would not be sticking around once the contract was over.“Alright, little wolf, it’s time for us to go. You are getting a much needed makeover,” Arthur told me cheerfully as he set down his utensils. I didn’t miss Dana’s
Arthur introduced me to so many people that I knew I would never be able to remember who was who. Luckily, I didn’t think that I would ever see these people again once the contract was over and done with.I stayed glued to Arthur’s side. Wherever he went, I went too. It would have been fine, but being so close to him meant I was breathing in his scent constantly. It was driving Lily insane.Just one little taste, Lily pleaded and I hated to admit that after that kiss, it was extremely tempting to go for another one. But I had to be careful. Lust was only a few steps away from love and I could not fall in love with Arthur.It wasn’t helping that Arthur kept bending down to whisper in my ear. I was afraid I was going to have permanent goosebumps. “We have to tread very carefully with this next person. He would love nothing more than to steal my title.”My grip tightened on his arm as I nodded my head. We approached a middle aged man with his back to us, his salt and pepper hair cropped
“Almara, say goodbye to William,” Arthur commanded and I bit back the retort that was on the top of my tongue.“Bye, William. It was so nice meeting you,” I said instead and I offered him a shy smile. I actually liked William. He might even become a friend.“It was nice meeting you, too, Almara. I look forward to the next time that we get to talk. I’ll have my people get in contact with you to set up a date,” William said, giving me a devilish grin. My heartrate spiked a little. Arthur’s grip tightened even more.“I’m afraid that Almara will be very busy in the future. It might be a long while before you see her again,” Arthur answered for me, voice strained slightly.Ooh, he’s so jealous, Lily purred and I almost laughed out loud.I highly doubt that, I told her. The entire idea of Arthur being jealous over me was so farfetch’d. He was probably just worried I’d say something to ruin our whole agreement.Arthur led me away William and I gave him a small wave before the crowd swallowed
Almara’s Pov5 Years Later“Cheers,” Arthur sys clinking his mixed drink of vodka and lemonade with my non-alcoholic lemonade. I’m pregnant, again. This pregnancy is completely different than my first two, I actually get to relax. Which is exactly what we’re doing in the manicured garden of our backyard.We sit stretched out on zero-gravity pool chairs, sweat
Almara’s PovAfter a much-needed week of rest and restoration, Arthur and I are back on the vampire territory. I suppose that it can officially be called that again now that it has been reclaimed.My body healed magnificently after months of not only growing another being, but also fighting a war. It’s amazing what good rest and proper nutrition can do. Of course, the real healing ingredient came from the sacrificial love of my wonderful husband.Even though he suffered his own inju
Almara’s PovFinally, after several journeys back and forth from our homeland to the enemies we come to the final steps. We saw plenty of wolves making their expedition back home and there was a unspoken agreement that what everyone needs right now is peace.Thankfully, no one came up to us with questions, grief, or comments. It’s like we have this new kinship with the gammas in our world that we didn’t before. We seem to understand each other, or at least truly see one another.
Almara’s PovOn the way home we make a pitstop to a very special place. “Why are we seeing more dead bodies?” Grace asks, her tone telling me we are nearing a full-blown tantrum.“This body belongs to someone very important in our family,” I tell her calmly and hike her up on my hip. I’m not sure if my words got through to her, or maybe it’s her father's serenity as we ascend up one final hill to where Bess lays.Bess’s gravestone is set apart fro
Almara’s PovWith the vortex closed off and gone, the air becomes breathable again and the storm lessens. Still, my paws squelch in the wet terrain.Unfortunately, as I look around at the battlefield and see the piles of bodies slumped over one another, I think it’s more than just mud causing the stickiness.I try not to look down at the innocent blood shed on the ground. As I take careful consideration to step over and around the bodies, I tell myself they chose to come out and hel
Almara’s PovCathy and I weave through the castle, barely missing rubble crumbling off from the stony walls. We leap over counters, using everything we have in us to catapult ourselves past knocked over statues of gargoyles and shredded velvet furniture.“Catch!” Cathy calls out and reflexively I snatch a jagged shard of ceramic in my hand. I recognize it from a broken pot on the ground. Then out of the corner of my eye I see something else flying at me, though I don’t catch it this time, I duck.
Almara’s PovI’ve never seen Cathy look more confident and proud than she does at this moment. She stands tall, cuts strewn across her body, but they only add to her tough exterior. She’s covered in her enemy’s blood and she has a thrilling look in her eyes.“Have you seen Arthur?” I ask cutting to the chase. Cathy nods back towards tall white cabinet doors. I turn back to look at my mother who nods in confirmation. I rush over to the door and throw it open.
Almara’s PovI awake to a familiar beeping sound. It’s faint at first, like a distant call from far away until it’s suddenly blaring in my ears. My eyes shoot open and the blood in my body rushes to the important organs and I sit up with a jolt.“Where’s Grace?” I ask before I can make out anything else. “Arthur? Robbie?” I call out, hoping the sound of my distressed voice will cause Robbie to cry back.“Shhh,” a gentle voice says with
Almara’s PovArthur flings open the door, this time it breaks off the hinges. I guess there’s no changing our mind now. I keep Robbie wrapped up in both my arms and under my shirt.Arthur uses his body to guard mine, outstretching his arms and a puffed-out chest as he keeps his eyes zeroed in on every moving body around us all while moving us forward and falling in exact pace with each of my steps.We fight through sideways rain and vicious winds, it dawns on me that this storm isn&