I hope you enjoyed the tender moments between Mila and Gabe. Though now it looks like our Mila has a lot to process. Gabe's confession, Ari and Jenna introducing a new layer of intrigue, and Tyler's sudden appearance. How will Mila navigate these turbulent waters? Can her love for Gabe withstand the trials ahead, or will the mate bond with Tyler complicate her choices? Stay tuned to find out!
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
GABEThe next morning, I felt myself slowly waking up to the most intense pleasure. Something immensely warm and wet moving up and down on my cock. She came. Mila. I thought as I moved my hips to meet her lips. I leaned back, reveling the feel of her mouth going deeper with each stroke. She released my cock with a resounding pop and a breeze of cool air swept over the wetness. Her hands wrapped around my cock, giving it a few strokes before leaning down and taking the head back into her mouth.“Fuccck,” I groaned, my hips buckling up as her hot, wet mouth enveloped me. My skin vibrated with tingles from my head to my toes. This felt vaguely familiar. She moaned as she sucked and licked my cock, teasing me with her tongue and using her hand to stroke the base. I reached down, tangling my fingers in her hair and noticed the difference. It wasn’t the usual fluffy, kinky I’ve grown accustomed to. It was silky and fell between my fingers. Wait a minute.“Mila?” I finally opened my eyes and
TYLERIt took me a moment to shake out of my stupor. I didn’t even realize I was on the floor, staring at my mom, who I’d never seen this livid before. Mila was slumped against the wall, tears streaming down her face as she held her cheek. She glanced at me before looking down the hall. I followed her gaze to see Gabe standing there, shock etched across his face.“You little slut,” Luna Emily spat, her voice cold and controlled. “How dare you put your lowly hands on my son? Do you actually think you’re on the same level as him? Look at you—pathetic and manipulative, just like your mother.”Mila looked up at my mom as if my mom had slapped her in the face again. I had always known how my mom felt about the girls we were supposed to mate with, but still, I’d never seen her like this. Something else was driving this hatred.“First, my Gabriel, and now you’re trying to force yourself onto his brother. How despicable can you be?”Gabe placed a hand on our mom’s shoulder. “Mom, I’m sure it’s
MILADear, Mila Davis,We want to congratulate you on being selected as one of the three designers for the Aliz Women in Arts Scholarship.Every word after that fell to the back of mind as I screamed and jumped around at my locker. The halls of the school seemed to blur around me as my joy bubbled over uncontrollably. I didn’t care about the curious and startled looks from the students passing by; this was a dream come true. Dean Forrester told me earlier that F.I.T and Parsons would accept me for earlier admission this spring, since after this semester I would have all the credits needed to start. The only thing left was funding. I needed to win the scholarship.I reread the letter way too many times, the paper crinkling slightly under my trembling fingers. I had to create three signature looks to be modeled at the Winter Fashion Show. Piece of cake. I thought, though my heart was pounding with both excitement and nerves. I noticed a note on the back of the envelope. I will protect yo
I was a fool in love. I told myself to stay away from the Aliz brothers but Gabe was persistent. When he saved me from Ari the other day, we practically spent the whole day together.We can save ourselves! Rayne said. We just need to get stronger. We need our mate.Rayne, my wolf, finally made an appearance. Well, I couldn’t see her but I felt and heard her and boy was she a talker. She didn’t like how people treated us and wanted to fight everyone who spoke down to her. Unfortunately, I wasn’t a fighter and luckily she wasn’t strong enough to take over.For now. Rayne reminded me repeatedly.I sat up from the bench, looking out at the sunset on the horizon. I hated every time she brought up Tyler. We didn’t need someone like him. He was nothing but a bully. Just like Ari. The thought of standing up to either of them was terrifying. Either way I was glad to have someone other than Gabe taking it for me. I wish I was strong enough to–You are! Rayne interrupted. You just have to believe
MILA**Foreplay ahead**The moment Gabe pulled me inside, he placed an eye mask over my face. He sat me down on the couch and started moving them around the room. He wanted to set the mood, saying he wanted it to be special. Honestly, I wasn’t into the whole romance surrounding the first time. That was for the movies. Besides, every girl that talked about it made it seem like the place didn’t matter as much as the person, and Gabe was that person for me. A crash and a few curse words took my attention.“Gabe?”“Don’t,” he said when he noticed me touching the eye mask. “I’m almost done.”Mate, Rayne said softly before an image of Tyler flashed in my mind. A part of me wanted to find him instead of staying here with Gabe. I kept thinking about Tyler and what he would do in this situation. If it was anything like that kiss in my room, I knew I would lo– Fuck, stop thinking about Tyler.Why? Rayne asked. He is our mate. We should be with him.No, he’s an asshole. So just shut up and enjoy
MILACamila was not lying about the line of people waiting to get their clothes. Some had already pushed past the receptionist area, arguing loudly with the store attendants, some glaring at the empty racks, while others had their phones out, no doubt taking pictures.I looked down at my phones at the numerous calls I made to Tyler and Gabe. Of course, now they didn’t pick up their phone.“There she is!” someone yelled as all eyes fell on me the moment I stepped out from the back room. A swarm of disgruntled customers rush toward me. Zeke and Tom immediately intercepted the mob.“Let’s keep it civil here, folks,” Zeke stated, raising his hands like a traffic cop. “No need to turn this into a Black Friday stampede.”“Or a mosh pit,” Tom muttered.“Civil?” A woman’s voice rose above the chaos. “I pre-ordered one of Emilia’s signature cocktail dresses weeks ago, and was told it will be here today.”Another customer waved her phone in the air. “Same here! I have an event tonight, and I’m
MILAI tried wrapping my head around what was happening, but the only thing I knew for sure was someone was blowing up my phone. Something bad was happening. Then I blinked, and the scene before me hit me like a freight train.My power flooded the room like a tidal wave, Alex was pinned beneath me, his face red and desperate. My clawed hand gripped his throat with an intensity I couldn’t remember summoning.“Rayne, let him go.” I watched as Alex fought to breathe. “Now!”Rayne growled before pulling her hand away. Alex rolled to his side, coughing and clutching his neck as he struggled to breathe. I touched the side of my neck, the burning sensation slowly dissipated as I touched the puncture wounds gingerly. My trembling hand came back with blood on the fingertips.“Mila… I didn’t mean to,” Alex rasped, his voice rough but pleading. “I’m…”The words felt like an insult. A feeble excuse for what he just did. Without a word, I bolted towards the bathroom. My reflection, in the mirror,
GABETrigger: ViolenceI hung up the phone with Tyler, suppressing the doubt in my chest. Mila. Something was up, but I didn’t have time to deal with that just now. Hopefully, I made it easy enough for Tyler not to fuck things up. He had a knack of complicating even the simplest task.“Delivery is on its way,” Yesmen informed me.Her calm voice was a contrast to the frustration that was building up as our little group followed the manager down the lavender scented hallway of Arianna’s favorite spa. So at least that was good news for once. Now, I had to figure out what to do with Alpha Gregory.Ever since yesterday, I knew she was going to do something to sabotage Mila, but I didn’t think it would include an early morning hookup. After everything I’ve sacrificed for her to be in this position and this was how she repaid me. I’m such a fucking idiot! I clenched my fists, and Spencer stirred restlessly. His anger surpassed mine, but I forced him to stay calm, my gaze locked on the door
TYLERI closed the storage door making a trip to the front and paying the guy to keep quiet. I wasn’t sure what I was going to with the storage but I knew I had to keep it away from Gregory. No telling what he would do if he knew where my Dad’s stash was. It wasn’t the best plan, but at least it was one crisis down. Now on to Mila.Her phone went to voicemail again. I’ve been calling her since yesterday to figure out a plan b if we couldn’t get her clothes here on time, but she was ignoring me again. It was starting to piss me off. No one ignored me.“Maybe we could pay her a visit,” Declan suggested.Though I already knew what kind of visit he wanted. How the hell did that woman have us both up in arms was beyond me? Even if I wanted to visit, I wasn’t sure where the hell she was. I thought of the orphanage, but the only people there were the construction workers. I was thinking she probably took up my brother’s offer to stay at his packhouse, but one call proved that to be false.S
MILAWater cascaded down my body like icy needles, doing little to calm the raging fire within me. I wasn’t sure how long I was in this shower. Or how or when I got there. All I knew was that it wasn’t working. My body was riddled with heat the moment Gabe touched me yesterday–a spark that ignited like a train on fire, consuming every nerve and refusing to let up. I barely made it back here, shedding my clothes in the car and the rest on the way to the shower.No matter how much I scrubbed and cleaned, I couldn’t wash away Gabe’s scent–that woodsy, chocolate spice that had wrapped around me when he helped me through my panic attack. “Why the hell did he touch me like that?” I muttered to no one in particular.“Because deep down you want him to,” Rayne answered. “Rayne,” I warned, not in the mood for her commentary.“Mila, you know I’m down with whatever choice you make,” Rayne continued. “But girl you have to make up your mind. This affects me too, you know.”“I know!” I screamed, g
GABEThe door to my office swung open, hitting the stack of boxes I’d neatly lined up along the wall. A couple toppled over, spilling the contents onto the floor.“What’s with all these boxes?” Arianna complained as she stepped inside. She didn’t so much as glance at the mess she’d just created. “Are you moving to a bigger office or something?”“Why hello to you too, babe,” I said, not bothering to look up from the paperwork spread across my desk.Noah, sitting in his play area, looked up at the sound of her voice. His face lit up, and he scrambled to his feet, his toy truck clutched in his hand as he ran toward her.“Mommy!” he exclaimed, throwing his arms wide to hug her. But Arianna took a graceful step back, halting him mid-stride. Her perfectly manicured hands smoothed the front of her designer dress as if his touch would leave a permanent mark.“Noah, sweetie,” she cooed. “What did Mommy say about touching her clothes, huh?”“Don’t get Mommy’s clothes dirty,” Noah answered obedi
MILAI felt his presence before I could fully register Tyler standing next to Leo. He gripped the wrist that held the knife with an iron grip. The tension in his muscles was visible, flexing beneath the tight fabric of his black button-down shirt. The sleeves rolled up just enough to reveal forearms corded with strength, and the shirt hugged his broad chest. His black pants and suede shoes completed the ensemble, along with a suit jacket draped casually over the other arm.The look was casual, but there was something very dominant about it. His jawline was shadowed with a light stubble, and the sharp cut of his golden eyes sent a shiver down my spine as they flicked to me for just a moment before returning to Leo. My legs seemed to wobble from the weight of his commanding presence.“Hot, holy hell,” Rayne purred her approval. I slapped a hand over my mouth to keep from vocalizing a similar sentiment, but damn, she was right.“Control yourself, Rayne.”“You first,” she retorted.Tyler
MILABack at the hideout, we poured over all the data we had on everyone.“I still don’t get why Gregory would have Arianna send someone to attack Jenna if he wanted to abortion from the start,” I wondered out loud.“Maybe he didn’t believe her,” Camila guessed. “Or he wanted to get rid of her too?”“This is all too frustrating,” Laura complained. “Can we just take them down already?!”Alex exited one of the rooms where Jenna was resting. We decided to move her here to keep her safe and keep any eye on her.“I’m with crazy eyes over here. What’s the move?” Camila asked, staring at the screen on the table.“I want to hit them from all sides,” I said, holding
MILAMy stomach twisted in knots as I stood at the foot of the bed, watching Jenna’s chest rising and falling in a shallow rhythm. I tried to heal her bruises, but they wouldn’t. Alex told me we had to wait until the blood transfusion pumps out all the Wolfsbane in her system before I could heal her.A whimpering sound caught my attention as I turned to see Laura fighting sleep. Poor thing was the first one to get to Jenna. Even I couldn’t forget the scene I came upon when I got that night from our mystery hacker.***Unknown: Jenna. Orphanage. Hurt.I raced back, dodging Gabe and the security tail. By the time I arrived, Laura and Camila were already there, holding an almost unconscious Jenna.“Mila, please,” Laura cried. “Heal her, please!”Blood was pooling beneath her from cuts too deep to be accidental. She blacked out with a ring falling from her hand. At the moment I didn’t know if it was important but I picked it up anyway. Maybe there was a reason she was safeguarding it. **