Many women would say that, in an emergency, the first person they might want to hear from was their mothers. However, Olivia was nothing like those with close maternal bonds. Hearing Nova coming through the phone made Olivia feel sick to her stomach with anxiety. Whenever she had talked to her mother in the past, it wasn’t for a good reason. She was always there to burden her with something else. “Hello, Olivia,” Nova said but it was enough for the agent to put a hand over her mouth as dizziness came over her. Olivia needed her guard up to talk to that woman and she couldn’t muster it up at that moment. “Nova,” Olivia said. “Where is Sunny?” “She’s right here,” Nova said. “But I feel it’s the Mission Director’s job to talk to an agent who has had such an… unfortunate time in the field lately.” As hard as it was to face, Olivia knew her mother was right. She needed to hear the ugly truth and face it head-on rather than what she was doing and avoiding it until it consumed her on i
Olivia’s clothing options were limited as she sorted through the minimal items she had brought with her.At least she had put in a laundry order shortly after arriving because, her plane outfit, which could be considered business casual, was enough for an interview. Unfortunately, her shoes were a problem so she had to put in a rush order from somewhere local and, despite the pretty penny it cost, she donned nude suede heels that pulled everything together.With tan slacks on and a white button-up shirt, she was ready to report to the head office with her resume in tow and anxiety that was making her stomach hurt so much it was impossible to eat.As she looked in the mirror, she thought she looked okay. It made her wonder if she was getting a knack for that sort of thing–however, she doubted that immediately knowing that the clothes she wore were influenced heavily by her mother. Her confidence in herself was at an all-time low. She wasn’t allowed to do agent work any longer. Would s
R.K. Nielson worked like a well-oiled machine. When something fell to the wayside, there was always backup to make up for the misstep. However, that particular misstep was the disappearance of one of their employees. What was strange was that she wasn’t the first to disappear from that exact position considering the assistant before her disappeared in the same way.It came as a shock to everyone in the office, particularly Cameron who had grown close to the girl. He even went to her apartment a couple of times. The first there was no answer, the second people were clearing out her apartment. They seemed to be cleaning and he had this horrible feeling that something awful happened to Olivia to make her leave like that. She wasn’t someone to act irrationally, in his opinion. That was the last anyone heard about Olivia until Valencia received the phone call asking about her. “Hi Miss Eyak,” Valencia greeted even though the mention of Olivia put her immediately on edge. “Yes, I would
Olivia's fear was real. The shaking hands as she approached the counter at the gun shop she was visiting were real. Since she was sixteen years old, she was never without a gun to protect herself and she didn't know how to feel safe without one. From her perspective, Ian could be lurking anywhere. Even though she moved to the conclusion that the plane being grounded was her mother's doing, she knew Ian was smart enough to keep tabs on her now that he knew she was an agent. However, what wasn't real was the forged hunting license she had gotten her hands on. It was her last request from Sunny considering she was only supposed to contact her regarding matters of agent work. As sad as Sunny was to cut her off, Olivia understood that she couldn't risk her job as well. A certain loophole in the United States allowed a legal alien to acquire a gun through a hunting license. Lax laws in Alaska also meant that there was little specification about which kind of gun so she could pick and ch
It troubled Olivia that, despite all that had happened to her, the bastard who was standing in the office as if he owned the place – since he owned the place – was one of the most attractive people she had ever seen in her life. That rained true from the moment she met him. He was frustratingly attractive which was why it made her skin crawl that he could be a shapeshifter. It was a cruel joke that he was also the most satisfying person she had ever slept with. Her current dry spell where she had been resisting giving her body away to the next person who asked was too much to bear when he set his ruby eyes upon her and he smirked. It became clear to her that he knew he had the upper hand. He knew her secrets and knew how to tear her down. If he wanted to, he could tell everyone in the office the truth about her and she would have no choice but to accept her fate. Even though she wasn’t acting as an agent, she was being punished for it. Ally walked into the offices shortly after Ia
While it wasn’t their first elevator ride with one another, it was certainly the most awkward as Olivia tried to keep herself close to one corner and let Ian occupy the space in the middle as he pleased. She was still in fight or flight mode. Every time she could feel his eyes on her, she had the urge to attack him for everything that had happened so far.How was the man she was looking over her shoulder to avoid for so long in front of her so effortlessly? Money really could buy anything. She wished he had bought the decency to leave her alone.All she wanted was the complicated feelings that roused when he was around to disappear. She still lusted after him even though she knew what he was, and he no longer denied it.How he could still be as flirtatious as ever even though he knew that it was her job to neutralize him was beyond her. Was he really that overconfident in his abilities?“They’re going to think you hate me if they check the cameras in here,” Ian reminded her. “I’m no
“Are you trying to ruin this job for me as well?” Olivia asked, in complete disbelief of what the man was saying. However, she only responded after a long pause where she felt her face start heating up and had to take another unladylike gulp of the gin and tonic given to her by the ridiculous man sitting across from her. She blamed the heat in her head solely on the alcohol. She wouldn’t give Ian the satisfaction of being the person who drew such a reaction out of her. Oftentimes, she wondered where the composed agent she used to be went. The shapeshifting bastard in front of her was shapeshifting her personality as well.“I don’t want to ruin anything for you,” he said. “I want to give you whatever will make you like me the way you seemed to like me when you said you wanted to sleep with me. For a second, you had lust in your eyes instead of hatred.” “Does it bother you that I’m the only woman who didn’t lust after you right away?” she asked. “That I didn’t want something from yo
Never in Olivia’s life had she found the scent of a man familiar. Her partners were fleeting. They had to be because of the line of work she was in. As her and Ian’s lips crashed into each other, she smelled his subtle aftershave and was uncomfortable with the way her stomach fluttered.It reminded her of their time in the office together. All he had to do was walk by her for her senses to pick up on him. She was confused about when her interest in him became blurred and she didn’t know if she was searching for him out of necessity for the SIA or her own curiosity. He found a weakness in her armor and took advantage of it. Her body approved of the warm familiarity he gave her but her mind was in objection. She had never found comfort in another person in such a way and it terrified her.She begged herself for an explanation as to why she believed him so easily when he said that he would keep her secrets if she kept his. She wasn’t sure which of their secrets was more life-ruining o
Rather than sitting around and stewing in the situation which would undoubtedly change her mind, Olivia gathered her things and left the hotel. To keep her from seeing someone she might recognize, she went out of a side entrance with the hood of her coat pulled high over her head. Luckily, she had very few items to bother with in the first place. The clothing she wore was bought there and she repeated outfits each day of the week, the only difference being if she wore a sweater over everything to keep herself warm in the office. As she was picked up in a car summoned using an app, she spared one last glance at Ten Groves Hotel. Her eyes lingered on the top, where the penthouse looked out over the beautiful icy water and mountain. What was he doing at that moment? Since their couple charade was over he probably wouldn’t even spare her another thought. He was unlike her who would be affected by him for a long time to come. Something about Ian was making her feel heavy and she knew r
Even though she was distracted all afternoon, Olivia managed to do her work quickly and efficiently to escape the hotel offices early that day. She was dying to see what the message was about but knew that if she dropped her responsibilities around the office, it would be impossible to continue pretending she was just an everyday administrative assistant. All she wanted was a taste of normalcy while she was forced out of agent duties. All she wanted was to get back into the SIA but she didn't know what more she could do.Ian was a curveball in her efforts, but she was still going to try. If anything, she could present the SIA with information regarding the man if that’s what it took to get back in the agency’s good graces. The thought struck her with a pang of guilt and she was disappointed in herself for no longer being objective about that man. In an ideal world, she would count his neutralization as a failure and be able to leave it behind. Maybe a more experienced agent could
To Olivia, nothing was more jarring than waking up apprehended. As she came into consciousness, she wondered which supernatural she must have pissed off to have no recollection of where she was. The ropes around her were strong but they were… warm?She gasped, realizing the ropes that she had been tied with were actually arms. The impression that she was in a cold cell somewhere or, even worse, the den of vampires just like when she lost Q melted away when she felt the soft mattress and fluffy blankets all around her. Compared to her assumption, she was in both heaven and hell. She was comfortable but the man next to her was the problem. As she scooted away from him with her heart racing, she placed a hand over her chest as if she could manually stop her heart from panicking. Although, she wasn’t entirely sure if panic was truly the issue. Her sudden movements caused Ian to wake up and his ruby eyes were set on her with genuine concern. It made her want to fall into his warmth and
Olivia didn’t know how she could be relieved and alarmed at the same time. Yet Ian’s lips on her neck and his arms around her waist comforted her in ways she had never experienced in her life. It begged the question of whether or not she had been craving familiarity her entire life she just didn’t know it because she never came across it. Would someone else she was familiar with do the trick? If she saw an old colleague or perhaps her family would she fall apart the way she was at that moment?She didn’t know if it was the familiarity or the man himself doing it to her but, as she felt strangely safe by his request, she turned around in his arms. Even though her body was still wet considering she didn’t have time to dry herself off just yet, she placed her hands on either side of his face and kissed him. Her tongue slipped between his receptive lips and, knowing he was cooperating, her hands slid down his body. There was a lot to appreciate about his appearance. “Then what do you w
Olivia was already on edge at the way Ian was behaving that evening. It was a stark difference from the way he had gone to her office that morning. His usual charismatic nature was missing. She wondered what happened to make him so upset but she was never given the opportunity to ask nor did she think it was necessarily her business. As she stood in front of him, waiting for her fate to be decided, she felt his hand on her lower back and he gently pushed, telling her to lean forward. It would be fine with her if he decided to take her then and there but instead, when she heard the water shift, she was taken by surprise. Ian moved forward in the bath and bent Olivia in half before his hands went to her backside. From where he was sitting, he could easily access her womanhood. She had long, pleasing legs and he was the perfect height to get another taste of her. He began relentlessly, immediately tasting her womanhood. From that angle, his tongue was harsh against her nub of flesh t
Ian left the steam room first, not giving Olivia a chance to answer his request. That in itself made her mad enough that she really considered not going to him. His smugness and certainty that she would follow him just because he told her to really pissed her off. She sat there seething for a while, but the longer she stalled the more she realized just how much she really did want to follow him. Never in her life had she gone back to the same person for sex. It was strictly against all of her rules. However, he was the first partner who knew of her secret. Had that taken pressure off of the situation and made her more comfortable with him? Since it was all laid out on the table, she had no valid reason to run except for her internal biases against supernaturals. On top of that, he had been surprisingly calm about the fact that she was hired to follow him around and ultimately neutralize him. It vexed her that he didn’t think she was still plotting something against him. How trust
While Mr. Abreo adjusted his tie, he spoke to Olivia in Spanish. There weren’t as many Spanish speakers in Alaska as there were in other parts of the United States. From the moment Olivia was hired and he saw her last name, he secretly hoped she knew Spanish and, when he met her for the first time, he knew from her accent there was a high possibility.Sometimes he would talk to her for the simple fact of being able to speak in Spanish. He only did it if others weren't around, knowing it could look bad that he was fraternizing with a subordinate like that. “How’s the weather affecting my schedule for the next couple of days?” he asked.“You have a lot of cancellations, sir,” Olivia responded, happy to use her mother tongue once in a while. “A few remote meetings you can take from your computer but all in person obligations around Anchorage have been cancelled.”“That’s what I expected,” he admitted, still speaking in Spanish. “I think for the next couple of days things will be slow h
Olivia didn’t sleep for more than a couple of hours once she returned to her room. The time she had to work was late compared to when she was at R.K. Nielson. At the hotel, she had time to go slow in the morning. What she wasn’t expecting was to have a bout of paranoia strike her after she had the best sex of her entire life. She was lucky she still had the wherewithal to put on a robe and slippers as she left the suite Ian was going to be staying at for the foreseeable future until the snow stopped. Snow in October? Never in any of the places Olivia lived in her life. Maybe supernatural beings preferred the warmth because it seemed all the missions she went on seemed to have mild weather and easy conditions. After being in suitable clothing to work that day with a sweater on top of everything to stave off the cold, she stood at her window for a long time contemplating the past 24 hours. She should have predicted that she was going to be weak in the face of Ian. She wondered if p
Ian watched Olivia’s retreating naked form after she pushed him away and their bodies disconnected. So selfish, he thought. He hadn’t even reached an orgasm before she decided they would take a break, but he was insatiable. It was only fair he get his before they move on to other things. She didn’t even look back at him as she left. It was clear she was going to the kitchenette to likely get something to drink after the little yoga session they had with each other. Her indifference towards him turned him on even more. His manhood was already plenty hard but she was stirring up his feelings and making him want her in another way. Silently, he got up from the couch and rushed forward quickly. Before she could reach the inside of the kitchenette, he grabbed her by her hips and pressed her against the breakfast bar that jutted out with tall chairs sitting next to it. “Do you really think we’re done?” he asked. “I haven’t come yet.” The way his manhood was pressed against her backsi