After the party, I went back to my normal life."Ophelia!"Hearing my name startled me. I had been walking up the driveway to Taylor's house, minding my business, when out of nowhere there was a man shouting at me.I recognized Leo. He was the one who tried to charm me at the party a few nights before. He'd mentioned us making "a good team" when we spoke. At the time, I just wanted to escape, but I'd been curious about what he meant ever since then."Leo, what are you doing here?" I asked him. "You remembered my name. I knew I made an impression on you," he said with a wink. My heart sank. I really didn't feel like having to thwart someone's advances this early in the day."I have a job to do, Leo. That's my reason to be here. What's yours?""I'm a friend of the family," he began. "When I heard you were a tutor for Taylor, naturally, I asked about your schedule.""Creepy," I uttered. "Don't you have anything better to do with your time?""I'm not the toad y
When I was finally free from Leo's pursuit, with the help of Chelsea the maid, I was able to head into Taylor's room. Fully intending that we'd be taking on some algebra, I was going over the equations in my head trying to see if my recall from my school days would be enough. I’d need to have a calculator ready and the book with me. Math wasn’t my strong suit. From the first room, I could hear Taylor coughing and sniffing. She sounded congested. That worried me. Her health was in the back of my mind after our encounter in the river. As I rounded the corner, I could see her lolling about on the couch. This wasn't like her. She was usually full of energy and ready to butt heads. "Taylor, you don't seem to be feeling very well," I said with concern. I stepped closer to her, trying to assess what was wrong. She looked gaunt and was shivering with a blanket wrapped tightly around her. "Have you checked to see if you have a fever?""Last time my mom checked, I had one,
As we wrestled, the strong scent of alcohol permeated the air. My adrenaline spiked. This meant he'd be harder to reason with and stronger than usual."Stop it!" I shouted. It was like he couldn't hear me. His eyes were glassy and vacant. I recognized the familiar look that Mike used to get when he was coming after me. Determined not to be a victim again, I fought with all my might. But with each push, he grappled more tightly. While we struggled, he hung on so forcefully, he ripped my clothes. Then he overpowered me and pushed me back inside the house."Leo, what is your problem?" I cried as he jostled my body around. "Get your hands off me!" Leo wouldn’t stop and soon he had me on the floor. I held his chest, trying to fend him off. "I'm not taking no for an answer, Ophelia." His voice was unsteady and sloppy. Had he left in the morning and drank all day? That was a terrifying thought. Unfortunately, Taylor heard the commotion. The next thing I knew she was boun
When Taylor finally came out of the exam room, I was relieved but also worried sick. I hoped the news was good. Even though it wasn't my fault that Leo did this to her, I still felt responsible. I held back my tears as she approached us. Arthur stood to see if she needed help. "So, what were the results?" I asked. "Anything major?" I swallowed hard in concern. "Nope! Doctor Sanchez took the x-ray and read the results right away. Nothing is broken. I guess I lucked out. It seems like a wasted visit for me medically, but at least I got to see some of the cool pictures his daughter has of her scorpion collection. Check this out!" She showed me a printed picture of a glowing scorpion climbing on a palm tree."He gave that to you? That's great!" I said with enthusiasm, internally sighing in relief at her jovial demeanor. "Maybe you and his daughter could contact one another sometime.""Yeah, I have the website address on the back of this picture. Her email is there too.
Arthur called his driver to show up and another servant to bring the car he'd driven back home. Once the three of us were in the limo, Arthur knocked on the dividing window. The driver rolled the tinted glass down."Sheffield, take us to my favorite restaurant," Arthur instructed."Of course, sir," the man said with a tip of his hat. He slowly rolled toward the hospital entrance with the blinker on to go left. "Hang on," Taylor began. Sheffield paused instead of pulling out. "I don't want to go out to eat. You two go on ahead of me." "Are you feeling all right?" I asked."Me? Pssssh. Of course! But I want to go to the mall. Please take me there, Sheffield.""Of course, Miss Taylor." As Sheffield pulled out on the highway, I leaned over to Taylor and asked, "How come you don't want to join us?""You get to see my beautiful face all the time," she joked, holding her hands up perching, pretending to be a model. "You don't need to drag me along." She and I sha
"Table for three, please," Arthur said to the host. I could tell he was still wound up, but his face didn't betray him. His expression barely moved from his usual flat affect, even during the taunting match. "Of course, Mr. Morgan. Would you like your usual one by the window?""That would be perfect." His voice was back to the narration tone which made me relieved. Table for three meant Taylor would be joining us instead of being picked up at the mall. I felt assured imagining the three of us together enjoying a meal. We'd been through a whirlwind of activity in the past twenty-four hours. We needed a chance to relax. The host wiped our seats. Then he pulled the chair out for me. I slipped onto the seat. Then Arthur sat and picked up the rolled napkin.I watched what he did with the cloth napkin and the silverware. Take out the utensils. Place them to the left and right. Put the cloth napkin on the lap. I was in the middle of copying him when the waitress
"What are you talking about when you say arch nemesis?" I asked, thoroughly engaged as Jessica joined Anthony and me on the couch. "Kingston, Arthur's stepbrother. It goes way back to his days as a pup. It has to do with their joined families.""What happened?" I asked, sitting with my chin in my palm. My eyes were glued to her, and I was on the edge of my seat. This was the riveting story I'd been dreaming of. My heart was pounding against my chest. "Arthur's father was killed when he was young. His mother wound up with another wolf from AzureSky Pack. ""Okay," I said. "What does that have to do with Kingston?" "After Arthur's mother remarried and formed a new family, she abandoned Arthur. Arthur has been managing the ShadowClaw Pack on his own.”"I understand, but why rivalry?" I inquired. "Kingston believed it was Arthur's mother who forced his parents to divorce. Consequently, Kingston harbors resentment toward Arthur. Several years ago, he, along with
At first, I was tongue-tied. I hadn't expected her to put the microscope on me so abruptly. "Let's be honest here. Haven't you had your eye on Arthur?" she asked, motioning to him when I didn't answer. My chest tightened in astonishment as I scoffed. Carefully, I assessed the situation to make sure I kept my emotions to a minimum. She'd remember any weakness I showed. I figured she was asking to see if I'd squirm, but she was in for her own surprise. I wasn't going to be silent. As I was about to speak, Arthur butted in."Pipe down, Catherine," he insisted. "There's nothing going on between us." For a second, I felt derailed. Our relationship really wasn’t much—he wasn’t wrong about that. What am I even fantasizing about? I sighed."To answer your question," I interjected, "I don't have a mate, but I plan to find someone who is suitable for me in the future."Catherine stared at me. I noticed that Arthur's mouth turned down slightly in disappointment. That w