Subtle changes and veiled insults are definitely building suspense with these parents. Seems Ari has more to worry about then Mila.
ARIThe summer breeze was magnificent today. I wished my mood was the same.“Stop pouting. It makes you look old,” my stepmom mind-linked me as I sat up straighter in my chair.I cast a look at my stepmom’s disapproving face before she smiled at whatever my father was saying. We were on the Aliz’s property in one of their outside gardens. Above us were blooming petunias hanging from the trellis set over the table. White cloths were spread across the table with expensive-looking cutlery and plates. Everything looked perfect, even though it was just brunch, but I could already see my parents gushing at everything. I would never.“I hope the food is to your liking, Alpha Gregory,” Luna Emily said with a smile.“Oh, it’s wonderful. Though caviar isn’t something I indulge in often,” my father said, stuffing a heaping amount into his mouth.He was such a liar. He could eat a truck load if it meant he could brag about it, and usually he does. He always talked about the Aliz family as if they
ARIFor the next few weeks, I couldn’t stop thinking about Mila stealing Tyler’s attention. The only explanation was that she was his mate. Why else would he ditch me for her? And even if she was, why would he even accept her? She was nowhere near my status, and yet every time, it felt like he was choosing her over me. This was total bullshit, and I wasn’t going to be the second pick all summer. I was lounging by the pool with Amber, Julia, Randall, and Leo. Tyler went back inside to get something more refined for us to drink, but now I was thirsty for something else. So, I might as well make good use of the number one attention-taker.“Milan!” My voice cut through the laughter and chatter surrounding the pool. “Yes?” Mila’s voice was hesitant as she approached, her shadow falling over me.I looked up to see her standing nervously in front of me, blocking my sun. Her eyes kept darting towards the pool as I cleared my throat. It only took a moment for her to realize she was in my way.
GABEThe moment I came outside, I knew something was wrong. Ari was smiling, which was never good, and Tyler was using his Alpha command. My thoughts immediately went to Mila, and my heart nearly stopped when I saw it was her. Her hair was wet and disheveled, and she was coughing violently, as if she couldn’t breathe. Tyler was walking away from the pool, holding her steady as she clung to him. I put two and two together and realized she was in the pool. THE POOL!!!Ever since the boating accident with her parents, Mila has been deathly afraid of water. Even the smell of it freaked her out. It was something we were going to work on this summer but never got around to it. Dammit! I could hit myself for not doing it sooner. I wasn’t sure what happened to get her in the pool, but I knew it was Tyler’s fault somehow, and now he had the nerve to be holding her. A pang of jealousy shot through me, and I rushed behind them as they entered the house. I ran in front of Tyler to stop him as he
MILA - Senior Year“Hi, I’m the new and improved Mila Davis, and I’m the perfect candidate for the Aliz Women in Arts Scholarship because my designs are the future,” I said, looking in the mirror.Summer was long gone, and senior year was starting off great. My portfolio was complete, and my essay was edited so many times I’d lost count. Everyone seemed to be as stressed as I was with finishing the first quarter on top. Even the Mora girls were more focused on their studies than bullying, which was an extra bonus for me. Luckily, I finished everything over the summer. Since Gabe was gone for the whole month of August, I had ample time to design and make clothes. Nanna Gertie was a big help, allowing me to use her sewing room and materials. It was great to have someone to talk to and genuinely connect with. With the scholarship showcase deadline coming up right before winter break, I needed all that time to plan and beef up my portfolio. I figured this scholarship was a done deal, and
GABEI sat across from Mila in one of her favorite Korean barbeque restaurants. Mila, radiant and smiling, and so fucking beautiful, talked about her meeting with my mom. Though at the moment, I couldn’t focus on what she was saying. Ever since the interaction with Ari, there was a heavy weight pressing down on my chest. I picked at my food, barely tasting it. I could only nod every once and a while, but my thoughts kept drifting back to the conversation with Ari.When Mila walked into my mom’s office, Ari stepped close enough for my wolf, Spencer, to scent her. She smelled of lilac and cherry blossoms, and it was driving Spencer crazy.“Mate,” Spencer growled in the back of my mind. I tried to ignore him but then Ari whispered into my ear.“I bet your wolf is going just as crazy as mine,” she said, her breath warm against the side of my face. For a moment, I wanted to grab her and take her across the desk. Instead, I took a step back, covering my nose for a moment.“I told you before
MILADid he just say he loves me? My eyes widened in shock as I processed his words. He loved me, and that erased every bad thing that has happened to me until now. Wasn’t that funny how that happened? My mind raced; a mix of disbelief and excitement swirled inside me.“Gabe… you said… I mean, you mean it?” I stammered, my voice barely above a whisper.Gabe nodded. “I do. I know it's abrupt, but I had to tell you. I’ve been nervous about it all day but now, I felt like I was going to burst if I didn’t tell you.”So maybe this was what was plaguing him all night. This confession.“But what about the mate thing, and your parents, and the fact I might not have a wolf? How can I be worthy of–”“Stop,” he said, placing a finger over my lips. “It doesn’t matter. All I know right now is that I love you, Mila Amelie Davis.”My heart pounded in my chest as a smile slowly spread across my face.“Good,” I admitted, my cheeks burning from the blush, “because I love you too, Gabriel Isaac Aliz. I
GABEDammit! I could barely sleep, thinking about Mila. I was supposed to tell her the truth about my mate, and instead, I said I love her. I mean, that was the truth, but still, I needed to tell her about Ari. Knowing Ari, I was sure she would tell Mila just to hurt her. God, why was I mated to her?“Because deep down she is perfect for us,” Spencer said. “The longer we deny this, the harder it becomes to resist.”“There had to be a mistake,” I countered. “She’s pure evil Spence.”Spencer was quiet for a moment, which I’ve learned was a good thing. We got well-acquainted when I first got him, and he was actually very intuitive. He thought through just about everything and wasn’t afraid to question me if we ever disagreed on things. The only thing that tripped him up was Serena. There was no thought in what he did that day. Everything was on instinct, and I couldn’t blame him. There was something magnetic about the mate’s pull that was hard to get out of. He mated and marked Serena tha
MILAI just stood there frozen, letting him kiss me, and oh my god! It felt… so good. I didn’t even know what to do with myself. It was like for my entire life I’ve been waiting for someone to kiss me like this. And his scent. His scent was like dark chocolate and amber wood. A good “fuck in a bottle” kind of scent. Everything happened so fast, but in the moment, it felt like a lifetime and the way he held me as if I was something precious. Just like Gabe… GABE! I pushed Tyler away.His eyes were burning bright gold, and I watched as his chest rose and fell with each breath. I backed away from him, and he followed, so I held up my hands to stop him from moving.“You… you shouldn’t be here,” I said with a shaky breath. “Gabe–”“Don’t!” he growled, punching the wall. I jumped back. His eyes were back to his usual brown. “Don’t say his name in front of me.”I nodded slowly as he closed the distance between us. “It’s crazy how much I've been thinking about you lately,” he said, with his f
ARI“Arianna!” I blinked, noticing my stepmother looking at me with confusion. “Snap out of it. People are always watching us, and I can’t have both you and your sister looking like asylum escapees.”I looked around, briefly remembering where I was–another charity event for a cause she neither knew nor cared about.“That would be an upgrade,” Gregory scoffed, his glass of whiskey swirling with a slow, measured agitation. The man was just never happy. Even after I’ve done everything he asked me to, somehow he was still disappointed. I glanced over at Amber, who was sitting, staring blankly into the distance. She hadn’t been the same since Frank’s sudden departure. Even her husband, Harry, called it quits. Apparently someone leaked the photos of her affair and he had divorce papers wired to her the next day. Francesca had all but drugged Amber into compliance, upping her meds until she was little more than a shadow of herself. I watched as her fingers toyed with the edge of her napkin
ARIThe tires of my car crunched over the loose gravel as my driver pulled over to the desolate warehouse. My father’s voice over the phone echoed in my mind–cold, clipped, and commanding. Get here. Now.He offered no details, but he didn’t have to. I knew that tone. The same tone he used whenever I stepped out of line, but for the life of me, I couldn’t think of what I did this time. I absentmindedly touched the diamond necklace Gabe gifted me as an early birthday present, though it wasn’t until next month, but at least it was calming. At least I had him in my corner. I got out of the car and walked through the heavily guarded door. My stomach was in knots when I entered the open space and the echoing sound of fists meeting flesh guided my gaze.Father stood in the center of the warehouse, his knuckles stained red as he drove another blow into the face of a man bound to a chair. I stopped walking when I realized it was Alpha Frank. He was barely recognizable.Blood streamed from his
MILAI stepped inside the abandoned warehouse. The heavy thuds from my combat boots echoed against the bare walls purposefully. I wanted him to know I was coming. Frank, Mirabella’s father, sat shackled tightly to the steel chair. He corrected his posture when he heard me, but the once ‘not-so-powerful’ Alpha couldn’t intimidate me.The cut and bruises on his body were turned into scabs.I pulled another chair across from him, letting the legs screeched against the floor. He flinched at the sound, but quickly tried to compose himself, the tremor in his hands gave him away. Behind me, Camila stifled a laugh before walking over to a table to set up the projector with Jenna. I waited for their signal before sitting down.“Alpha Frank,” I started, my voice altered. “You seemed to have healed quite well over the past few days. We might need to change that.”“I don’t know who you think you are,” Frank spat. “But you’re making a big mistake.”I leaned back letting the silence stretch before
MILAI stepped into the dimly lit interrogation room where Leo, shackled at the wrists, leaned back in a chair, smirking as if he was expecting me. I took the seat across from him before he leaned forward.“Well this is a surprise,” Leo smiled. “Finally ready to admit you got the hots for me.”“Please.” I placed a hand over my lips. “ I just had lunch, Leo. Let me keep the contents in my stomach and not on this table.”Leo laughed. “So why are you here?”“I thought you might need the company,” I said smoothly. “Seeing as your visitor’s log is empty. Didn’t want people to think you were all alone.”His jaw tightened. “I don’t need you here!” Leo growled, yanking against the restraints as the guards stepped forward. I raised my hand. Stopping them. Leo was about as intimidating as a fly. “Fine, I just thought we could relate to each other.”Leo scoffed. “How’s that?”“Wow, you’re that dense, huh?” I shook my head, clicking my tongue. “All this time, and you still don’t see it.”“See wh
ARII heard a commotion outside my office door and barely had time to process it before my door opened. Amber stormed in with my temporary assistant stumbling in behind her with flushed cheeks and hair askew.“You jealous little bitch! How could you?!” Amber shrieked.I dodged the phone being thrown at my head before looking at Amber as if she lost her mind.“I’m so sorry, Luna Arianna,” my assistant whimpered. “She.. she hit me and…”I held up my hand, cutting her off. “I don’t care for your excuses, whatever your name is. Since you can’t seem to do a simple job like not letting crazy people in my office, why don’t you go home for the day?”She didn’t wait for me to change my mind, bolting from the room as if Amber’s rage might consume her next. Amber stormed up to my desk, her arms crossed so tight, I thought she might snap in half.Julia, sprawled lazily in the chair by the window, didn’t even flinch at the commotion. She was probably as high as I was. She sat up with a smirk.“Gee
GABEThe words cemented themselves in my brain as the thud of fists meeting leather echoed in the gym, accompanied by grunts and rhythmic feet on the mat.“I, Mila Davis, reject you, Alpha Gabe, as my mate.”No matter how many times I replayed them, the ache didn’t lessen. The rejection should have freed me, should have severed the bond. But Spencer still howled for her in the depths of my mind, clawing against the walls I built to keep him restrained. She wasn’t ours anymore. She made that clear.And yet, it changed nothing.With a roar, I unleashed a brutal combo–jab, hook, uppercut–forcing my sparring partner back until he staggered back, trying to regain his footing, but I couldn’t stop. If I did, I’d feel the emptiness settling in my chest, the gaping hole she left behind.“Alpha, please ease up!” I heard someone say, but I couldn’t ease up. The next hit connected squarely with the sparring partner’s jaw, sending him flying into the corner before he crumbled to the mat. Silence f
MILAThe sound of plates clinking woke me. I blinked against the sunlight coming through the windows, my body slow to stir after another restless night. “Morning,” Tyler’s voice broke through my haze. I sat up, the blanket slipping off my naked body. I internally groaned at the fact I allowed myself to stay here another day.“Though, this image of you is making this one of the best mornings I’ve ever had,” he added teasingly.I looked up at him holding a tray loaded with food–scrambled eggs, bacon, bread, jam, fruit, and a steaming cup of coffee. A soft and unassuming smile tugged at his lips.“Breakfast… in bed?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “I bet all the women go crazy for this service.”He laughed, a deep, throaty sound that sent a shiver down my spine. Placing the tray on the nightstand beside the bed, he sat down next to me. “Only the ones that intrigue me.”“Oh,” I said coyly, leaning over him to pick up a piece of fruit from the tray. “And do I still intrigue you, Tyler?”Hi
MILAI woke up to a sharp ache that radiated through my body. I was surprised it was still there. I tried to sit up when I noticed the weight on my mid-section. Tyler was fast asleep, arms wrapped around my waist and drool pooling from his mouth. It took me a minute to get him off of me and to the other side of the bed. His features were relaxed and I envied his peace, the way he seemed untouched by the weight bearing down on me. Hours ago had been a blur of heat and desperation, a reckless attempt to drown out the pain. I thought Tyler’s touch, his closeness, would be enough to numb what Gabe had created.But it wasn’t.The ache lingered, sharper now, like a knife twisting deeper with every beat of my heart.We had to do it.“It was sudden, but we had no choice,” Rayne said softly, but I could feel the sorrow in her voice as she paced, restless and wounded in my mind.I swallowed hard, my throat tight. No choice. I hated those words. They made me feel like a puppet, dancing on string
TYLERHoly shit! Fuck! What the hell was I thinking bringing her here? I rarely brought women to the packhouse. Hotel rooms were my domain for this kind of thing. A quick getaway if needed. But now? Now I was making an exception for her. Mila. Damn it, why was resisting her so damn impossible? Everything about her, from the way she looked at me to the way she moved, shredded whatever resolve I had left. And then there was Gabe. Something had happened back there, I could feel it. But the moment the elevator doors closed, and her lips crushed against mine with that fiery urgency, I knew. I knew exactly where this was going. Gabe? Fuck him. He had a mate already. He wasn’t here. I didn’t care what he’d do if he was. I cared about her.By the time we reached the front door, our clothes were practically gone. She pulled me in with a hunger that matched my own, and her kiss–it was everything. The heat radiating off her skin seemed to burn through me, leaving me aching in ways I didn’t unde