LIA “Carlos…” I mumbled, “what are you doing here?”“Lia…” he tried to touch me but I flinched back. “Why are you here?” I asked again, unable to stop my voice from trembling. It was only months ago but it felt like a year had gone past already. The guy that was the beginning of my problems was standing before me and my mouth could not find words. My legs were feeling too heavy to keep standing and a bulge had lodged comfortably in my throat. “Were you following me? Where did you start to follow me and why are you in this Pack?” Like I was supposed to ask the last question knowing it was going both ways. “Lia.” He called. His voice was hoarse and his eyes filled with something I preferred to think was guilt. Carlos Jnr still looked very much the same. His handsome features were still very much intact but he looked leaner than the last time I saw him. To think his father just betrayed my dad… my teeth clenched. “Lia, I—”“Stop! If you are going to start speaking rubbish about how y
LIA “Did you leave the house?” My hairs stood at the sudden voice behind me. I had just walked into my quarter. I turned. It was Derrick. “Where are you coming from?” he asked again. He was a king for hell sake and should be busy. Why was he on my case? Where was Clara? How did he let him in when I clearly forbade her from letting anyone in? “I just stepped out for a bit,” I replied. Like a scanner, his eyes scanned all over me. “Where's Clara?” I asked just as he was about to throw me another question. He frowned and asked, “Who is Clara?” It was my turn to frown. Did he not know who Clara was or was he trying to trick me. “Where's my personal assistant?” this time I raised my voice high enough and hoped Clara would hear it. I needed to know how much Derrick knew to know how to place my lies. Thankfully Clara came out from my bedroom. “Oh my Luna. Did you have a pleasant walk?” I looked at her. She gave me an eye which I quickly denoted. I turned back to Derrick, p
As Derrick sat in the mini bar in his chamber, memories of that day flooded back. The very first day he’d met Lia. Who knew an intruder would be stirring him up this much, making him hunch in the bar drinking. Something he hadn't done in a long while. He'd kissed her a couple times more but none matched their first kiss. It was a kiss he gave his vigour because he wanted to impress his new bride that he did not love but was only marrying to satisfy his parents. Her boldness had taken him aback in the dungeon. When he suggested she be his bait, he never thought she'd agree to it. He was never going to harm her anyways and was only trying to scare her and find out what she knew. Then she said she was forced to put on the wedding dress. Strangely he believed her words even though he didn't voice it out. Laura may have loved and wanted him but his lack of affection towards her had pushed her to the cliff. He didn't blame her for making the decision she did. What about their second weddi
“Are you alright?” Derrick asked, his arms wrapped around Lia firmly. Lia stared at him and all she wanted that instant was for him to kiss her silly. “Make love to me,” she blurted. Derrick's eyes flew wide. He gaped at her. Her words sounded like one coming from a drunk woman but at the same time he didn't think she was drunk talking. “You are drunk. We can't…”She didn't move. Same as her gaze. “That is what husband and wives do. You said I was your wife and you own me.”He managed to pull himself out of the shock. A sigh left him. Was she still on about their little act from earlier? “Come and I will take you to bed. You are not in your right senses right now–”She flinched back. “Don't try to force me to sleep! I am not drunk. I know what I want…and what I want right now is you.” She went tiptoes and planted a wet kiss on his lips. It was fast he hadn't seen it coming. He was too shocked to respond. Too shocked to move. Just earlier he thought she was different from their gi
LIA I woke up the next day with my entire body feeling knackered. When I opened my eyes, it was strange–the bed I lay in was not the usual one I slept and woke up in. The scent was different. The strangest part–something heavy, like an arm, was laying across my chest. I nearly screamed if not that a memory flashed in my head instantly halting my scream. The memory came in bits and was unclear but I couldn't ignore the realness of it. O stilled and waited for it to replay. That was when I looked and saw Derrick. I froze, because that moment the bits and bits of memories started to merge, leaving the unclear zone and rearing up strongly. And very clear. I gasped, unable to believe what my brain had just revealed. How? Why? Halting the many questions floating through my head which at that moment I couldn't provide the answers, I began to detach myself from Derrick’s arm. The more I detached, the closer he snuggled towards me. Tired, I stopped and my palms held my head. “Lia, what hav
Seeing it was truly Clara knocking as I predicted made me frown. “I told you to take the day off.” “The king is here,” she said.My heart skipped several beats. I panicked. Derrick was here to see me. Why? What? To talk about last night? My mind swirled with many thoughts. “What should I do?” Clara asked again, interrupting my roaming thoughts. Honestly, I wasn't sure if I was ready to face Derrick. I was too embarrassed to face him. “Tell him I’m not home. I stepped out for some air.”“He is aware you are around.”“How?”I don't know but he said “tell my Luna to come out” instead of asking if you were around.”“Well, lie to him then.”I banged the door shut. I felt bad for using Clara like that. My shoulders felt heavy as I dragged myself back to bed. My body no longer felt knackered. However, my wolf had become really nosy and talkative. Sigh. Was this the new side effect for having sex with a man you weren't supposed to do it with? I shut my eyes and drew in a slow breath. I h
“I reject your mate bond. I can't be your mate.”These words replayed in Derrick's head for the hundred time. It had only been an hour he left her quarters. He stood up and walked to the wine shelf. As he made to pick out one, he stopped and his thought wandered. Again. He forfeited the wine and returned to his seat. He released a huge sigh and abruptly stood up again. He was furious and he didn't know why. Wasn't it a good thing she refused their mate bond. She was originally never should have been in the same space with him? Why would he be getting affected by her rejection? Also Ethan had gone to pick up Laura whom he was supposed to marry. He could just switch her with Laura and life would go on as if nothing ever happened. But even as he was making those plans internally, he knew that he was lying to himself. Once Lia said those words she had gone back in and shut the door. He'd been speechless to utter a word. What woman wouldn't be happy to be mated to him? Except Lia Smit
LIA BLAKEWith force I pushed open the door and stormed into my room. The moment I slumped onto my bed, all the emotions I thought I had held back broke free and tears streamed down my face. I clutched my face in my hands and wailed. I wailed like I hadn't done before. As my tears flowed, the memories of the day flooded into my head. A day supposed to be one of the best days in my life turned out to be a painful one for me. >Snatching myself up in the most pretty dresses I ever owned with a perfect make-over, the type I rarely do, I had dolled up myself for my school prom night. The last I would have as a high school kid. Yes, it shouldn't just be my last but my best as well, I had thought. I was totally over the moon and It wasn't just that I was attending my last school prom night but a part of it was that I would be attending it with my crush. I couldn't have been more excited. "Please have you seen Carlos?" "Have you seen Carlos? He is handsome and has
“I reject your mate bond. I can't be your mate.”These words replayed in Derrick's head for the hundred time. It had only been an hour he left her quarters. He stood up and walked to the wine shelf. As he made to pick out one, he stopped and his thought wandered. Again. He forfeited the wine and returned to his seat. He released a huge sigh and abruptly stood up again. He was furious and he didn't know why. Wasn't it a good thing she refused their mate bond. She was originally never should have been in the same space with him? Why would he be getting affected by her rejection? Also Ethan had gone to pick up Laura whom he was supposed to marry. He could just switch her with Laura and life would go on as if nothing ever happened. But even as he was making those plans internally, he knew that he was lying to himself. Once Lia said those words she had gone back in and shut the door. He'd been speechless to utter a word. What woman wouldn't be happy to be mated to him? Except Lia Smit
Seeing it was truly Clara knocking as I predicted made me frown. “I told you to take the day off.” “The king is here,” she said.My heart skipped several beats. I panicked. Derrick was here to see me. Why? What? To talk about last night? My mind swirled with many thoughts. “What should I do?” Clara asked again, interrupting my roaming thoughts. Honestly, I wasn't sure if I was ready to face Derrick. I was too embarrassed to face him. “Tell him I’m not home. I stepped out for some air.”“He is aware you are around.”“How?”I don't know but he said “tell my Luna to come out” instead of asking if you were around.”“Well, lie to him then.”I banged the door shut. I felt bad for using Clara like that. My shoulders felt heavy as I dragged myself back to bed. My body no longer felt knackered. However, my wolf had become really nosy and talkative. Sigh. Was this the new side effect for having sex with a man you weren't supposed to do it with? I shut my eyes and drew in a slow breath. I h
LIA I woke up the next day with my entire body feeling knackered. When I opened my eyes, it was strange–the bed I lay in was not the usual one I slept and woke up in. The scent was different. The strangest part–something heavy, like an arm, was laying across my chest. I nearly screamed if not that a memory flashed in my head instantly halting my scream. The memory came in bits and was unclear but I couldn't ignore the realness of it. O stilled and waited for it to replay. That was when I looked and saw Derrick. I froze, because that moment the bits and bits of memories started to merge, leaving the unclear zone and rearing up strongly. And very clear. I gasped, unable to believe what my brain had just revealed. How? Why? Halting the many questions floating through my head which at that moment I couldn't provide the answers, I began to detach myself from Derrick’s arm. The more I detached, the closer he snuggled towards me. Tired, I stopped and my palms held my head. “Lia, what hav
“Are you alright?” Derrick asked, his arms wrapped around Lia firmly. Lia stared at him and all she wanted that instant was for him to kiss her silly. “Make love to me,” she blurted. Derrick's eyes flew wide. He gaped at her. Her words sounded like one coming from a drunk woman but at the same time he didn't think she was drunk talking. “You are drunk. We can't…”She didn't move. Same as her gaze. “That is what husband and wives do. You said I was your wife and you own me.”He managed to pull himself out of the shock. A sigh left him. Was she still on about their little act from earlier? “Come and I will take you to bed. You are not in your right senses right now–”She flinched back. “Don't try to force me to sleep! I am not drunk. I know what I want…and what I want right now is you.” She went tiptoes and planted a wet kiss on his lips. It was fast he hadn't seen it coming. He was too shocked to respond. Too shocked to move. Just earlier he thought she was different from their gi
As Derrick sat in the mini bar in his chamber, memories of that day flooded back. The very first day he’d met Lia. Who knew an intruder would be stirring him up this much, making him hunch in the bar drinking. Something he hadn't done in a long while. He'd kissed her a couple times more but none matched their first kiss. It was a kiss he gave his vigour because he wanted to impress his new bride that he did not love but was only marrying to satisfy his parents. Her boldness had taken him aback in the dungeon. When he suggested she be his bait, he never thought she'd agree to it. He was never going to harm her anyways and was only trying to scare her and find out what she knew. Then she said she was forced to put on the wedding dress. Strangely he believed her words even though he didn't voice it out. Laura may have loved and wanted him but his lack of affection towards her had pushed her to the cliff. He didn't blame her for making the decision she did. What about their second weddi
LIA “Did you leave the house?” My hairs stood at the sudden voice behind me. I had just walked into my quarter. I turned. It was Derrick. “Where are you coming from?” he asked again. He was a king for hell sake and should be busy. Why was he on my case? Where was Clara? How did he let him in when I clearly forbade her from letting anyone in? “I just stepped out for a bit,” I replied. Like a scanner, his eyes scanned all over me. “Where's Clara?” I asked just as he was about to throw me another question. He frowned and asked, “Who is Clara?” It was my turn to frown. Did he not know who Clara was or was he trying to trick me. “Where's my personal assistant?” this time I raised my voice high enough and hoped Clara would hear it. I needed to know how much Derrick knew to know how to place my lies. Thankfully Clara came out from my bedroom. “Oh my Luna. Did you have a pleasant walk?” I looked at her. She gave me an eye which I quickly denoted. I turned back to Derrick, p
LIA “Carlos…” I mumbled, “what are you doing here?”“Lia…” he tried to touch me but I flinched back. “Why are you here?” I asked again, unable to stop my voice from trembling. It was only months ago but it felt like a year had gone past already. The guy that was the beginning of my problems was standing before me and my mouth could not find words. My legs were feeling too heavy to keep standing and a bulge had lodged comfortably in my throat. “Were you following me? Where did you start to follow me and why are you in this Pack?” Like I was supposed to ask the last question knowing it was going both ways. “Lia.” He called. His voice was hoarse and his eyes filled with something I preferred to think was guilt. Carlos Jnr still looked very much the same. His handsome features were still very much intact but he looked leaner than the last time I saw him. To think his father just betrayed my dad… my teeth clenched. “Lia, I—”“Stop! If you are going to start speaking rubbish about how y
LIA The next day I set off to find evidence to prove my Dad's innocence. “I will be in my room. You don't need to check up on me until I call you.” I had told Clara before I snuck out. Derrick should never know I was out. Not until I proved Dad's innocence. And I couldn't trust Clara to keep shut. The girl behaved strangely sometimes. The first person I could have ran to was Beta Carlos. Unfortunately he was the one that betrayed my dad. Like father, like son. The Carlos' family would always be the same. The memory of Carlos Jnr with his mate at the prom flashed in my head. I hastily pushed it away. Carlos Jnr was a closed chapter in my life a long time ago. The only other man I knew could help me was Alpha Dante. Him and Dad were good friends despite leading different packs. Alpha Dante owned Red Moon Pack. His Pack was not far from Harrow Wood Pack. It didn't take me too long to arrive Red Moon. I located Alpha Dante’s house in a couple of minutes and flagged down a taxi. The
LIA’S POV I had just snuck back in when I heard a knock on the door. For a moment, my mind jumped and I wondered if anyone had seen me. I took off the clothings I wore, stuffed them into my wardrobe and slipped into my night dress. “Enter,” I called out as I climbed into bed. Luckily it was only Clara. “The Alpha is here to see you,” Clara announced. My body stiffened. The thought that Derrick was right behind the door to see me after he had just captured my innocent father made my inside churned. How could I face him with the way I was feeling inside? And why would he even come to see me by this time of the night. My teeth grounded in my mouth. “Should I let him in?” Clara's voice jolted me back. “When did he begin to seek permission before coming in?” I hissed before I told Clara to let him in. I put on a robe over my night dress and started out of my room. He was already in the sitting room by the time I was out. His face was beaming. Beaming for the arrest of my innocent fa