"If you keep getting head injuries like this, I'm going to have to prescribe a helmet." Clara's soothing voice was unmistakable even over the ringing in her ears. Bella tried to sit up as she regained consciousness, but she was strapped down to a cot. A glance around the room told her that she was in the infirmary. She recognized the calming blue wallpaper and the elegant rose trim above it. There were plants everywhere, and a few neatly made cots beside hers. The infirmary had the same bright, feminine air as Clara's garden, and it was a stark contrast to the rest of the Lodge.It took a moment for Bella to recall why she was there, but once she remembered, she started pulling at the restraints."Easy there. I don't want to have to give you another sedative," Clara said, reaching for a clear syringe on a tray beside the cot."Victor—”"Is fine," she interrupted. "Well, maybe fine isn't the right word, but he will be. We heal quickly. I'm afraid Darian did a number on his ja
Bella's eyes burned with tears that she tried to hold back to no avail. "It's not fair. Victor is always there to rescue everyone else, but who's going to save him?" Clara gave her a ghost of a smile. "I had hoped it might be you, before the mark. I've never seen Victor light up the way he did when he saw you walk into the Lodge that night. He was reading in the lounge, as usual, when you walked in. When I greeted you and Arthur at .ere the only person in the world there ever had been or ever would be. He waited until you were gone to ask me who you were. I showed him your name in the guest book and told him you were Arthur's friend. I asked him if he knew you somehow." "What did he say?" Bella asked hoarsely. Clara looked away. "He said he'd been waiting for you for a very long time. That you were the one he was going to spend the rest of his life with." Her words knocked the wind out of Bella. The tears that had been pooling in her e
Bella learned that night that Victor and Darian had very different approaches to dungeon life. While Victor was all about mind games and slowly building tension, Darian's torture took a much more straightforward approach.After he assured her that she was more than up for the experience after her ordeal in the basement, Darian took her into his room on the second floor. There was no contract to sign, and his spiel was a much shorter one. "If you need me to stop, just yell 'red.' If you want me to slow down, say 'yellow.' Got it?""Got it." After that, it was into a barely-there harness and briefs that weren't destined to stay on for long. He instructed her to stand in one place, so she did. First, he put a blindfold around her eyes that made it impossible to see anything. Then, he tied her arms behind her back with impressive ease.The thrill of the experience was marred somewhat when he placed an affectionate kiss on her cheek, pulling her out of the scenario.
"Thanks," Bella said, getting dressed in front of him. Walking out of the room to change would just add insult to injury.She paused and tried to pretend as if a great idea had just occurred to her. "Could we try just one more thing?" she asked, holding up her index finger and struggling to look cute.It seemed to work. He perked up a little and her guilt thermometer burst. "Yeah, sure.""That big big chair thingy, could you maybe sit in it and let me tie you up?" Go big or go home.He blinked. "Why?"She shrugged. "I dunno, it's just kind of a silly fantasy I've always had. It's—no, never mind, it's so awkward." At least she didn't have to fake her blush. "Please just forget I said anything.""No," he said, his curiosity clearly piqued. "Go ahead, I wanna know what this fantasy is all about."She pretended to hesitate. "Well, it's kind of a Big Bad Wolf thing, I guess. I'm Red, and I stumble across the Wolf who's been caught in a trap." She lightly bit the tip of her finger
Bella laughed nervously. "Just act like a bumbling moron, and you're halfway there. Look, I need to ask an enormous favor.""Name it.""Well, wait until you know what it is first. I haven't gotten the chance to replace my phone yet, and--""Take mine, I have like three. Here," she said, digging around in her desk drawer. "This is the one I use when I'm at family events, just in case Mom decides to snoop. Here's the car charger and all that jazz."She hugged her again, but it must have been harder than she intended because she wheezed. She released her immediately."Whoa, have you been using the dungeon up there or the gym?" "Sorry," she said sheepishly. "Thank you so much, Sandra. I'll get it back to you as soon as possible." "Don't worry about it." She eyed the crumpled wad of cash in her hand. "Where is Victor, anyway?" "My old town," she admitted warily. "It's a long story." She sighed. "No way is that cash gonna get you to Austin. Take my card and ju
As Bella made her way to the bathroom to run cool water over her bleeding hand, she reminded herself that this wasn't a surprise. She had known Victor was going to see Jeff long before she read the note, from the moment she walked into that empty room. Somehow, the visual confirmation made it real. She frowned when she realized that the blood wasn't rinsing off her hand. In fact, every time a blast of water would send some down the drain, more would appear only to take on the vague outline of a circle. She withdrew her hand from the water, and it trembled as a faint crescent started to appear on her palm. palm. It wasn't as strong as the mark she had seen on the back of her hand in the hallucination, but it was undeniably the same pattern. Still shaking, Bella turned to find that the stranger shaving in the sink next to her was already giving her a weird look. "I'm sorry, this must sound odd, but do you see anything on my hand?" she asked, too bewildered for shyness.
Bella checked the phone again only to find not a single message. Maybe Darian really had given up. She thought of texting him again but decided against it. If he did reply, it would only be to talk her out of her plan, and she would only be teasing him with the idea that he could have done something more to stop her.The flight seemed to stretch out forever. The closer they got to Austin, the more anxious she became. It wasn't fear on her own behalf, but rather that she wouldn't make it in time to save Victor. Victor was physically strong enough, and from the way Clara described his powers, he was formidable in that regard as well. It was the fact that even Victor himself had expressed dismay at Jeff's psychic handiwork that scared her. Then there was Mr. Alderdice.She shuddered at the thought of the ruthless mogul. He wasn't the most physically imposing man, but what he lacked in stature he made up for in pure maliciousness. If she could only remember what he was c
"This isn't a game." Bella's voice shook in anger. "I don't care who you are. If you hurt him, I'll kill you.""There, much better," Sarah said proudly. "Still, those are big words coming from the little boy who was terrified of his own mate for killing one of my goons."The words reverberated in Bella's mind, but they wouldn't settle in. "You sent that vampire after me?" "Of course. It was his entrance test to get into my little troupe, and he failed. My men would have killed him as soon as they realized he wasn't bringing you back to me, but I figured that best case scenario I'd have you and worst case scenario I'd have the excuse I've been waiting for to wipe out his entire clan." "You used me?" Bella hissed. "You knew Darian would track him down and that he wouldn't stop until every member of his clan was dead." "Of course I knew. That boy is nothing if not predictable. Can't say he's any smarter than he was when he was little, but I'll be damned if he isn't pret
Bella froze when she realized what she was doing and tossed the pieces in the empty bread basket to hide the evidence. “Sorry,” she murmured, blushing. “You uh, get my blood boiling.”“I can tell,” he said, blinking. He looked down at his hands. “I'm sorry. I had no idea I was that intolerable.”“But you're not,” Bella said earnestly. “You make me angrier than anyone else, but you also make me laugh more than anyone else. You push me, sometimes to the brink of sanity, but she's a better person when she's with him. He's all of those annoying things, but he's also sweet and funny and protective and so compassionate toward the other members of the pack. He's a natural-born leader, and a good one. Whenever she sees the way he is with the other wolves, the way he cares for them and puts their needs above his own without even thinking, she falls a little more in love with him.” He stared at her in shock. “You love me? And you're admitting that freely?”Bella laughed, embarrassed. T
Bella reached across the table and rested her hand on his forearm. “You make it sound like I'm the one who's out of your league and not the other way around.” His eyebrows knit into a perplexed frown. He finally relaxed as if he'd given up trying to figure out whatever it was that was bothering him. “You are. Even aside from the fact that you're probably one of the mythological creatures our entire religion is based on, I don't deserve you. Neither does he, but I'm a big enough man to admit that Vic is a hell of a lot closer to being worthy of you than I am.” “Don't be so sure about that,” Bella said with a wry smile. “You both have your positive qualities.” “And negative ones, I'm sure.” Bella smiled wider.“Well, let's have it. Give me the side-by-side analysis,” he said, sitting back and folding his hands studiously on the table in front of him since he had already finished his meal.She laughed, but stopped abruptly when she realized he wasn't kidding. “You're
Bella reached across the table and rested her hand on his forearm. “You make it sound like I'm the one who's out of your league and not the other way around.” His eyebrows knit into a perplexed frown. He finally relaxed as if he'd given up trying to figure out whatever it was that was bothering him. “You are. Even aside from the fact that you're probably one of the mythological creatures our entire religion is based on, I don't deserve you. Neither does he, but I'm a big enough man to admit that Vic is a hell of a lot closer to being worthy of you than I am.” “Don't be so sure about that,” Bella said with a wry smile. “You both have your positive qualities.” “And negative ones, I'm sure.” Bella smiled wider.“Well, let's have it. Give me the side-by-side analysis,” he said, sitting back and folding his hands studiously on the table in front of him since he had already finished his meal.She laughed, but stopped abruptly when she realized he wasn't kidding. “You're
“Not sweet, innocent Clara,” Bella said doubtfully. “Oh, I've caught Jason coming out of her apartment once or twice.” “Jason and Clara?” Bella blanched. “But he's so... He chuckled at her reaction. “I know. Doubt he's her type, but the moon makes everyone go crazy, especially unmated fleurs. The rest of us try to stick to our subs, but what happens on a full moon stays on a full moon.”“Until now,” Bella reminded him. “You just told me.”“Hey, you didn't hear it from me.”Bella grinned mischievously. “Nope. I'm thinking now I own you.”“I don't go that way, kiddo. Not even for you,” he scoffed. “Now, if you ever decide you want a new master...”“My contract with Victor isn't exclusive. And don't try to change the subject.”“Sheesh. Okay, fine. It's probably already pretty obvious, but Brendan and Clarence don't just take care of Foster's emotional needs. They share him as a sub, but there's no relationship there otherwise. I'm pretty sure even that's tapered off since
"Are all the others out?" Bella asked, noting that the lot was almost empty. "Most of them," he said. "Clara and your dad are still around, as usual. Vic has been holed up in his office all day. Hunter and Clarence are still frolicking in the woods somewhere. Brendan was heading out with Maverick last I heard and uh, I think I saw Sarah with Jason." Anger started to boil inside Bella, but it couldn't take hold for some reason. "Oh, whatever," she muttered. "As long as she's leaving Dad alone." He glanced at her as he turned onto the road that led past campus. "That's a surprisingly zen attitude you got there." "I'm trying out a new approach to life," Bella said, admiring the heavily forested path. He shrugged. "Hey, I'm not complaining as long as you're okay.""I'm okay," Bella said. For the first time in a long time, she meant it.No one said a word for the rest of the ride. Darian took them into the city, or at least what passed for one in their little section o
A knock at the door jolted Bella awake from the most delightful nap. Despite the dull throbbing in her head, she woke feeling more refreshed and alive than she had in recent memory. “Be right there,” she called, yawning as she sat up. Her head spun a bit once she got to her feet, but it wasn't bad enough to make her stagger.On her way to the door, she noticed something strange about her room. All her stuff was there, but it looked like half of the room had been cleared out. Before the thought could trouble her too much, she remembered that Victor had probably just come for the remainder of his old things. She did have his old room, after all. Strange that he wouldn't have mentioned it, though.She shrugged it off and pulled the door open to find Darian waiting on the other side. At least, she thought it was Darian. The man before her had lightly slicked back hair, a stark contrast from his usual tousled brown locks. He wasn't wearing a suit or anything, but for Darian, a gray b
When Bella turned around, he was walking toward her calmly. She pressed herself against the door and struggled to slow her fluttering pulse as she looked around the room for escape. The window was too far to reach, and even if she did somehow manage to escape, she would only be prolonging the inevitable. Once Victor set his mind on something, no matter how horrible that something was, he got it. It briefly occurred to her that maybe that was why he was doing this. Maybe he thought his will had been strong enough to conquer her own and that removing all traces of it was the only way she would truly be free to choose. “I'm sorry, pup. I didn't want this to be a traumatic experience,” he murmured. “I was planning on waiting until tomorrow night, but it's just as well that I don't have time to talk myself out of this.” “Please don't do this,” she begged for what seemed like the hundredth time. “I don't want to forget you.” “You won't forget me,” he said softly. “J
“Of course,” Bella said, startled that he felt like he had to ask. “Well, I know you didn't like him so I just thought...” He trailed off, losing his enthusiasm for a moment. “Thank you. It would mean a lot to have you there. Victor is coming, and he said your dad would probably want to come, too.” He glanced toward the stairs. “I'll let you go; I have to find Brendan.” “He's probably still out with the others celebrating, but I know he was planning on seeing if you wanted to go out later,” Bella said carefully. “Oh, darn. I wanted to invite him, but I'll just have to wait until later. Bye, Bella!” he waved, already halfway down the hall. “Bye, Mav.” Bella waved back, mystified. Barely recovered from the macabre interaction, she knocked on Victor's office door and waited for permission before she entered. “Aren't you supposed to be with him?” was his immediate response. “Hi to you, too,” Bella muttered, walking over to his desk.He gave her an apologetic sm
“I'm fine,” Bella lied, brushing past her. She grabbed Bella's arm before she could head up the stairs. “You're a terrible liar,” she said, sounding a bit disappointed. “You get that from your father, obviously. Tell me what's wrong, maybe I can help.” “I went out to watch the others shift,” Bella said, leaning on the railing. “Now there's an all-American pastime,” she said, casting a lustful glance in the direction of the forest. “Honey, trust me, if your boy toys are upset about you sneaking a little peek at the competition, they probably don't have the equipment for the job in the first place.” “That's not it!” Bella snapped. “And they both have plenty of equipment for the—they're both well equipped, okay?” Bella stammered. “That's not what this is about.” “No?” She blinked. “Then what?” “I left the Lodge by myself. Months ago, Victor put a mental block up that would keep me from leaving the Lodge without permission,” Bella said. “It was our trade