AlexaThey went through my stuff. The world around me darkens as my gaze snags on dad's diary. The very thing they sent me away to get their hands on. Assholes. Stepping forward I reach for the diary. Which Jem snatches off the table grinning at me.Walking backwards he waves it back and forth taunting me to try and get it. I know I should act as if I don't care. Walk away and take it back in a less obvious manner. But my blood's boiling with anger and fear's swirling in my gut. So, I lunge for him instead. Jem holds it high above his head and even though he's the shortest of the guys, I can't reach.Snatching his arm, I try to pull it down toward me whilst trying to climb him like a tree. Jem's arm doesn't budge and I growl, frustrated with him. Clawing at his arm frantically I grow more and more irritated with how easily he can keep it from me. When that tactic doesn't work I sink my teeth into his bicep.Jem yelps, drops the book and moves away from me. Looking down at the imprint
Ryder "You really think she's here to find the treasure?" Jem asks when the front door's closed. When Alex left, we thought she'd either found the treasure and left with it on her own. But when Shade went to the orphanage and asked about Alex's disappearance Miss Lana told him someone had adopted her. Of course, we tried to get the papers to find out where they'd taken our girl but that shit's confidential and we were too young to do anything about it. By the time we were old enough to know how to, Alex was long gone."Yeah, I do. Don't know why though. Probably has something to do with that piece of shit who hurt her." I grumble trying to make sense of both past and future. Shit doesn't add up though. Why didn't she come back when she left whoever had adopted her? Why didn't she come back to us? Why is she so angry now? I have more questions than answers and it pisses me off. My eyes go to the front door as my fingers drum on the tabletop of the kitchen isle. Maddie seemed nervous a
Alexandra"He's going to need a name, you know." Jem states from his place behind the wheel. Tucked into the corner of one of the backseats I'm playing with the dirty white little ball in my lap. The kitten is so adorable I feel like I might combust with his cuteness. It is a boy. I checked earlier when I had nothing to call the little animal and calling it thing, like Ryder does, is not okay. It's a living breathing creature not a thing. Humming to the kitten I brainstorm some names out loud seeing if anything sticks. "Ace?" no. "Bandit?" the kitten sinks its tiny fangs into my finger. I'll take that as a no. "Spades?" he bites down harder. "Ow, okay I get it." I tell him trying to extract my finger from his mouth. "Hmmm. Boggart?" laughing I shake my head at myself. "No, that's not it. Come on buddy help me out here." Kitten only blinks at me. Sighing I look to the front of the car where Hunter reaches forward to change the radio channel. My gaze lands on the word tattooed on his ri
HunterFuck you for making me think for a single second that I'm not.Her words ring in my head. It's hard to swallow through the lump in my throat. My chest constricts and every beat in my chest drives her words in further. We made her think she wasn't enough. To know that she ever, for even a second, felt like she wasn't good enough because of us. It makes me sick.There's so much pain in her eyes. Looking at the grown woman in front of me all I see is a child that was forced to grow up. I can see the hurt turn to anger inside her. Can see her distrust and hate for me and my brothers. It makes the anger in my own chest raise its head. She left us without even saying goodbye. Never telling us why. She ran. Then almost ten years later she shows up, doesn't seek us out and acts as if we're the monsters. Refuses to tell us where she's been or what's happened to her. Doesn't apologize or try to explain. She doesn't get to hate us for trying to keep her safe. She wasn't even happy to se
Alexandra Back stiff and neck aching, I push off the floor to sit back against the door. I am seriously missing the fluffy cloud of a bed behind it. After Hunter took a knife to my heart yesterday, I opted to sleep on the floor rather than next to one of them.Sometimes I wished you were dead.Yeah, me too. Wouldn't say I'm suicidal or anything. I wouldn't take a gun to my own head but if someone were to run up to me in the street and put a gun against my forehead I wouldn't beg them not to pull the trigger. I wouldn't do anything really. You're just a ghost with a beating heart.It's the most accurate way anyone has described me in a long time. I never meant to come back and haunt them but it doesn't make much of a difference. From the looks of this house, it seems I have haunted these walls for longer than I've lived in them."Sleep well?" Jeremy gets to his feet from where he slept on the floor a couple of paces away from me. He rubs the back of his neck and cracks it once. Twice.
Alexa"Tried to?" Mr. Rux questions, his voice calm but eyes burning. Lowering my gaze all I can do is nod. I don't want them to know. Any of them. Not now, not ever. How weak I was. What a coward. To have let it go that far. To have stayed that long."What happened?" Mr. Rux tries again. Trying to calmly probe an answer out of me with kindness. He has an idea of what my relationship with Sebastian was like.Abusive."For the sake of my pack, of this town, I need you to tell me exactly what happened." I hear his heavy steps as he moves around the counter. Shade's there in a second halting Mr. Rux before he reaches me. Shade rivalling Ryders height towers over the pack leader. Mr. Rux stares at me over Shades shoulder. "Alexandra. Please."My eyes widen at the word. I have never heard him use it and by the surprised intakes of breath by the others in the kitchen I wager they haven't either. At least not often.I nod.Reluctantly Shade steps aside. Mr. Rux grabs the bar stool next to mi
RyderAlexandra's protests fall on deaf ears. Dad's right. Making her a member of the pack is the easiest way to protect her from another gang. That would mean she belongs to us. They can't demand we hand her over. I still have no idea who Alex ran from or what gang we're dealing with but if dad's worrying about it, it can't be good."Fuck no!" Alex shouts as she shoots off the bar stool and backs away from us shaking her head in disbelief. "You can't honestly be considering this? I won't do it! You can't make me!""Don't be so stubborn girl. It's for your own protection or would you like to be handed over to him?" father snaps at her.She huffs out a cold laugh. The sound is broken and tired. I can see it in her eyes. She's so tired. My beautiful angels' wings are broken. She's forgotten what it feels like to fly. Because he locked her in a too small cage where her wings grew until they broke against the bars."You're crazy if you think a tattoo will make him give up. He'll wage war
AlexaThe fear of me toppling over is very real. The entire room spins around me. My emotions have been strapped into a rollercoaster and they're not being let off any time soon. Three of the men I hate most in the world are on their knees before me swearing a blood oath to protect me. Always.The word reverberates through my bones all the way up to my skull rattling my brain around with the force of it. The thump in my chest is almost painful. My mind can't put together what I've been so certain of all these years and their behaviour now. Past and present doesn't match. It's as if someone's taken two puzzles and tossed the pieces into the same pile scrambling them together. Here I am, picking up pieces that don't fit.They rise together, moving as one. Shade goes to the kitchen bringing back a glass of water. Since my body remains unmoving, he gently lifts it to my lips. The cool liquid does wonders for my parched throat. Croaking out a small thank you I take the glass from him and d
Alexa "Give me a smile, gorgeous, and I'll let you in. The bouncer to the lion's roar grins proudly at me. His eyes travel up and down my body, lingering on my chest. Widening my stance and bending my knees lightly i glare up at the large man. "How about! Just let myself in?" crack. The heel of my palm connects with the underside of his nose: continue the movement up into his face, forcing him to bend backwards and expose his throat to me. The gun is cool and heavy in my hand as I press the barrel beneath his chin. "Still want that smile?" I raise my brows at the bouncer as he glowers at me. My eyes drop to the door expectantly and with a huff pif initation he fumbles for the handle. I'm not sure his ego will survive being overpowered by a woman half his size. Honestly, men are so stupid. Will they never learn not to underestimate women? One of these days it will be their downfall. Seems that day has come early for the Pride's bouncer. "Hurry up, I haven't got all day." I tut at hi
Shade "You lost her? You fucking lost her?" Ryder screams in the man's face. Ten minutes ago, we got a call from the guys watching one of the roads out of kings cove saying a blonde on a motorcycle got through and shot at them. "Sorry, boss" Vincent lowers his head, shoulders slumping forward "Sorry? You're fucking sorry? Oh, well then, that's alright." Sarcasm drips from Ry's words making the men flinch. "I don't want your fucking sorrys, I want her back here!" "Ry," Jem says carefully knowing full well he's not in the man's good graces at the moment, "we know where she's headed. It's more than we had fifteen minutes ago Ryder turns his back on Jeremy freezing him out. It's not Jems fault she ran but he did let her out of his sights knowing she's a flight risk. So, Ryder's giving him the silent treatment which is far worse than being yelled at by him. After By yells and throws a punch or two, he forgives and moves on. When he doesn't... that anger festers and turns into something
AlexaMy what now? A warm hand covers mine as old lady Ravens wait patiently for my mind to reconnect with my body. Mouth hanging open I sit frozen staring unseeingly ahead as I try to wrap my mind around this new information. "How-why did how do how do you know?" i stutter while slipping my hand out from beneath hers. Hurt flashes across her face before she pushes it away. Not wanting to be touched or comforted right now I get to my feet and start pacing. "It's a long story," she sighs deeply shaking her head. "I've got time." I snap back frustrated with everything. The answers are so close and if she deffects or straight up refuses to tell me, then screw her age il punch the old woman. My grandmother. "Of course," she shifts in her seat getting more comfortable as she settles in to tell me everything. "Amerie didn't live here, as a child she did but when she got older, we sent her to my brother who lived closer to better schools. When she turned eighteen, she came back here. She
Ryder "What do you mean she's fucking gone?" I bite out through clenched teeth. Trying my hardest not to smash everything in dad's apartment to pieces: Michael, one of Alex's guards, quickly breathes out how she played them and took the first opportunity to run. Somehow evading them. I'm going to fucking kill Jem. He wasn't supposed to let her out of his sights, but because he's gotten into her bed, she pulled his strings. Played him like a guitar. And now, she's out there alone and unprotected when not only Sebastian Gild knows where she is and is coming for her but for some reason unknown to us the Pride is after her too. Running a hand through my hair I pace the length of the room. Back and forth, as dad, Sonya and the other highly ranked betas watch, "Keep looking. Call Jeremy and let him know, I'll deal with the rest"With that I hang up resisting the urge to throw my phone across the room. Taking a deep breath, I slowly turn my eyes on the betas. "Send everyone out, and I mea
Alexa"This is ridiculous" I grumble to myself glancing over at the two Pack members flanking me at the bar. There's another two outside the building and two on the root, I don't know what happened last night after we came home and I went upstairs to shower but today the guys were all tense and moodier than usual. They've also upped the security around the house and me. I can't even take a piss without someone following me into the bathroom to check all the stalls before I get to enter one. And they don't leave after that either, Neco They stand outside and wait. I've asked about a thousand times already but no one will tell me what's going on. I'm thinking it either has something to do with the Pride or Sebastian. Even though I'm mad about the bodyguards, lack of privacy and answers I think I'm grumpier about the fact that Jem didn't join me last night. Also got my period this morning so it may or may not have something to do with the swings in my mood. There's no way I'm getting
Ryder Two days with no food and constant beatings hasn't broken the lion. Hunter hasn't managed to get any answers from the Pride member and neither have I. His loyalty just got him killed. Leaving the pups to dump him in shark infested waters a pissed off Hunt and head back home Shade's on his stomach on the floor rolling a jinging ball to the horrid little creature Alex is so fond of One look at our expressions tells him that we got nothing. Again, What the fuck does the Pride want with her? If they wanted to use her to hurt us, they'd have put a bullet between her eyes. They know there's no way we'd give up our turf because of a girl. Even if that girl is Alex "They're not back?" I ask snatching a slice of pizza off the living room table. Shade shakes his head as Draco sinks his little teeth into his hand which currently covers his toy, "What're we going to do? We need to hit them back." Shade hums and Hunter grunts in response. My pocket vibrates with a text message at the sa
Jeremy "You're playing a dangerous game, sunshine." I murmur in her ear, my lips brushing the shell of it. She shivers and my body hums with satisfaction. Her face turns toward me putting our lips a hairsbreadth apart. "You started this game, I'm simply finishing it." Blinking innocently at me she strokes my cock through my pants. The thing is, I know I started it and no way in hell am I taking my hand out from between her legs, but I might blow my load in my pants in the middle of this restaurant. I feel like that young boy who saw Lexie in a bikini for the first time since her breast had grown. I had a love hate relationship with our close friendship. Loving that she felt comfortable enough to whine about her boobs growing, bras, her period etc. Hate that she talked to me about her boobs. For a young boy starting to come into his teenage years it wasn't easy. Although her dick punching us if we stared at her chest or ass for too long kind of helped. Lexie stops a waiter walkin
AlexaI'm lying on a cloud. Surrounded by a cloud of fluffy, soft, hard warmth. Hard? Wait, what? Forcing my eyes open I groggily look up to find Jeremy sitting next to me on the bed with a phone in hand.He's been doing this a lot lately. Because of my injuries the guys decided that they should alternate sleeping in my room instead of me alternating between their rooms. To be honest, I'm just happy to be back in bed heaven. Whenever it's not Jem's night I still wake up to find him awake somewhere in this room. I've never woken up by it, but I assume he sneaks in at night. Ryder and Shade don't seem to mind it and Hunter can't stand to be alone in the same room as me let alone the same bed. "I just googled what chickens without feathers look like and I am severely disturbed." Jeremy mutters without taking his eyes off the screen. Then he turns it my way. "Look!" Oh. My. God. "What the fuck is that?" I grumble turning my head away to avoid looking at the horrid creatures. "Featherle
AlexaThe world blurs and tips on the side. My head hurts. Everything hurts. I pull in a shaky breath and my chest burns with the action."Hey, you're okay. Hold on a little longer, sunshine, we're almost there." Someone soothes in a low voice close to my ear.Almost where? I mean to ask but it comes out as choked nonsense. Car. I think I'm in a car. I was in a car, fighting with Ryder and then... nothing. Everything's dark after that. There was shouting, a big noise and darkness. Shade. Holy shit, Shade was shot. "Where is he? Where's Shade? Is he okay?" Once again, all that comes out is "mmnyeheshmn"."Dylan!" Someone barks somewhere above my head. The seat I'm in is warm and... moving. I'm sitting on a person, my side pressed to their front. Their chest rises and falls with each breath and it feels laboured."Almost there." Dylan answers before turning sharply. My body slides to the right but before I can topple over hands are there keeping me steady. They're gentle but pain still