Guinevere's POV Ugggh.. the only reason I was going to get in the water was because the earlier I convinced him about Hayden the earlier he got him out. “Fine, I’ll get in the water,” Reagan's eyes brightened with a mischievous glint as he watched me. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips, making his blue eyes sparkle. “Could you turn?” I asked, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity. Reagan chuckled softly, his amusement evident in the light crinkle of his eyes and the way his lips curved upward. “Wait, you’re serious?” “Yes, I’m serious,” I snapped, my voice tight with frustration. With a playful smirk, Reagan turned away. “It’s not like we’ve not seen each other’s nakedness before.” I rolled my eyes at his comment, feeling a flush of heat rise to my cheeks. Ignoring his teasing, I swiftly undressed, my movements brisk as I tried to avoid any lingering glances. As I slid into the water, the cool sensation contrasted sharply with the warmth of my skin. Reagan turne
Guienever's POVThe night had been a turbulent blur of emotions, the images of Reagan in the water and his words...Just for once, Can you not talk about Hayden?Focus on me, Andrea.Do you have any idea, how hard it is for me to act like I don’t want you when every fiber of my being is craving you?Do you know, the dirty dreams I’ve had about you and how ....No... I shouldn't be thinking about thisExhausted and restless, I struggled to rise from the bed, desperate to shake off the lingering thoughts of Reagan.I hurried to the shower, the cool water failing to wash away the tumult of my thoughts. With a renewed sense of urgency, I raced towards the cells where Hayden was being held. My heart pounded with worry, each step echoing my desperation to see him.As I rounded a corner, I collided with someone. I stumbled slightly, catching myself as I looked up. It was Reese, the Omega, who had a friendly demeanor and a warm smile that contrasted with the tension I felt. His eyes were kind
Guinevere's POV“Gwen…” Hayden’s voice softened as he gazed into my eyes, his expression a mix of determination and pain. “It hurts my ego to say this, to tell the woman I love to do such a thing.”Then don’t“But,” he continued, “I really want to be with you, together leading our people, building a family. And that can’t be done unless we bring down Reagan.”His plea hung in the air, a heavy weight pressing on my chest. “I know it’s difficult, but please, can you do it?”My mind screamed “No,” but the words lodged in my throat, refusing to come out. Instead, I forced a smile and gave a small nod, my heart clenching with uncertainty.Hayden’s face lit up with a wide smile, relief washing over his features. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into a tight embrace. “I love you,” he whispered, his breath warm against my ear.“I love you too,” I replied, the words tasting bitter on my tongue. I tried to shake off the uneasy feelings gnawing at me. Was he truly happy that I agreed so
Guinevere's POVThe loud sound of music thumped through my chest, and the acrid smell of alcohol filled my nose as I stepped into Papi's Bar. The dimly lit room buzzed with the chatter and laughter of humans, their scents mingling in a heady mix that was almost overpowering."Look who decided to grace us with her presence!" a familiar voice called out.A genuine smile spread across my face as I made my way to the bar. Alex stood there, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she wiped down the counter."Alex," I greeted, sliding onto a stool."If it isn't my favorite," she leaned in with a conspiratorial whisper, "werewolf."I chuckled, feeling a bit of the tension ease from my shoulders. "How are you?""Doing fine as always," she replied, her smile turning into a mock pout. "A little mad though. My best friend just ghosted me.""I'm sorry about that," I said, guilt washing over me."You're lucky you're cute," she teased, her eyes narrowing playfully. "So, what will it be?""Honestly, I'l
Guinevere’s POVAs I stood in front of the mirror, my reflection stared back at me with a mixture of determination and unease. I focused on my reflection, repeating my mission to myself: “You have one mission: Not to seduce Reagan, but to find a way to get closer to him, break his walls, and then get the Alpha Ring.”I frowned slightly, the weight of the plan making my stomach churn. Despite the resolve in my voice, a pang of guilt tugged at me. Reagan wasn’t supposed to be the Alpha; he had taken Hayden’s position. It was only fair that I help reclaim it.Trying to shake off the unease, I forced a smile. "You can do this," I told my reflection, trying to bolster my confidence. "How hard could it be? Everyone loves you and can't resist you."If only I knew that wasn't going to be the case.It had been three days since I last saw or spoke to Reagan. He was deliberately avoiding me. Each time I tried to catch his attention—whether by waving in the hallway or waiting for him at meals—he
Reagan POVRya's wolf lunged at me, the force of her impact slamming me against the wall. The air whooshed out of my lungs as I braced myself, my eyes widening in surprise.“Okay,” Rya said, her voice exasperated as she shifted back to human form. Her bare skin glistened with sweat, and her hands were outstretched toward me. “That’s the fourth hit. What the hell, Reagan?” Her eyes were sharp, filled with both concern and irritation.I grabbed her hands, steadying myself as I pushed away from the wall. “You’ve been spacing out. Care to share?” she asked, her tone softer now but still probing.“I'm fine,” I said, reaching for a bottle of water and taking a long gulp. The cool liquid felt refreshing against the heat rising from my face.Rya raised a skeptical eyebrow, clearly not buying my dismissal. Her gaze was sharp, and her arms crossed over her chest as she scrutinized me. “Rya, it’s nothing serious,” I insisted, though the truth was far from simple.In reality, my mind had been pre
Reagan POVThe study room door swung open with a forceful push, and even before I glanced up, I knew exactly who it was—Andrea. Her presence was like a sudden storm, a whirlwind of tension and unresolved emotions.I kept my gaze trained on the papers sprawled across my desk, desperately trying to appear engrossed in work. My hands fumbled slightly as I pretended to shuffle through the documents, but inside, my mind was a jumbled mess. The moment she entered, it was as if my thoughts had been abruptly silenced."Why are you avoiding me?"I remained silent for some reason I couldn’t look at her afraid once I stared into her beautiful eyes I might break and give in to my desires.Andrea didn't waste time. She crossed the room with determined strides, her steps echoing with a sense of purpose. As she reached my desk, she plopped down in the chair directly in front of me, her movements sharp and deliberate.“Do you plan on staring all day?”“Maybe I won’t if you just answered my question,”
Chapter 26Guinevere’s POV“You better have won some kind of lottery…” Gail said, answering the call with a hint of annoyance.“Where the hell did you drop your phone?” I asked, my frustration barely contained.“Busy, duh. My life doesn’t revolve around my phone,” she replied, sounding defensive.I sighed, struggling to keep my frustration in check. Since Reagan’s abrupt departure to the Crimson Packhouse, my mind had been a whirlwind of questions. What were his true intentions? Did he have a secret plan? Was he involved with the Black Blood Pack? I needed answers, answers I knew Reagan would likely refuse to provide.“Gwen?” Gail’s voice jolted me back to the present.“Did Reagan show up at our house?” I asked urgently.“Yes, why?”“Did he seem… off? Like he was hiding something?”Gail sighed deeply, her voice laced with exasperation. “Really, Gwen? He’s your husband. Why don’t you just ask him? Oh right, you don’t want to seem like you don’t trust him.”I rolled my eyes, irritated b