The house felt eerie and oddly empty but the pair was swiftly met with an uncomfortable-looking Isabella. The woman was pale and appeared guilty of some crime Alexander wasn’t aware of.She tried to put on a semblance of a respectful smile, giving a curt nod of her head in acknowledgment.“Alpha Ale
[Third-Person’s POV]Alexander ever-so-carefully lifted Evelyn off the ground, holding her close to his chest. He really wished she hadn’t passed out. It was, undoubtedly from the shock of seeing him without the wheelchair, he knew that much.He had reached the point where he couldn’t bear the thoug
A warm, possessive feeling simmered beneath his own skin. Oh God, yes. He wanted to touch her. He’d been wanting to feel the silken softness of her skin since the first time he saw her gorgeous body bare.He mindlessly let his hands roam down her leg toward the hem of her long skirt.Wait. Goddamnit
[Third-Person’s POV]Alexander watched Evelyn grasp at the bed sheets beneath her. She writhed and shook while trying to press further into his hands.“Need to get you out of these clothes,” he said low in his chest. As her arousal grew, he was beginning to find it difficult to keep a handle on his
[Evelyn’s POV]“Were you expecting someone else?” Alexander asked with a knowing smile. ...Yes...Yes, I was. I’d been expecting to find a gruelingly smug Michael who’d taken advantage of my weakened, vulnerable state. I imagined feeling immense self-hatred and shame.As fortunate as I was to have
[Third-Person’s POV]“Take off your mask.”In truth, Alexander didn’t even realize that he still had it on. Much like his poor Luna, he too had been running on complete auto-pilot since last night.He had no aversions to keeping anything else from her. He had reached up and grasped at the edge of th
[Evelyn’s POV]My mind was still on the fence about deciding how I really felt about having been kept in the dark regarding Alexander’s true physical state.It bothered me that he didn’t trust me enough to just come out and tell me. There again, he had his reasoning. In the beginning, he and I didn’
“I overheard Isabella talking to Samantha one night. My Stepsister was the main reason why she got it in the first place,” I told him. “Isabella claimed that she had connections.” Alexander sat back in his chair with a darkened grizzly look.“She slipped it into your tea, wanting to create a scand
[Third-Person’s POV]Alexander was more than glad to know that Evelyn’s training had only managed to progress from that point on. Between hearing her own personal recounts of her sessions as well as checking in with either Erik or Thomas, he was satisfied.With one less thing pressing on his mind, A
Instead of helping him up, I actually reached down and snagged one of his ankles and, with all my strength, dragged me across the room. I heard the faint chuckles of Erik and Alexander as they watched this entire scene unfold.I’m sure it looked utterly ridiculous. Thomas was more than twice the siz
[Evelyn’s POV]I glanced at the mat on the floor but didn’t move an inch.I took a deep breath and slowly let it out. “Alexander, wherever it is that you’re planning, I’m not sure—”“Will you please just trust me?” he prompted.I clenched my jaw and, against my better judgment, moved over to the mat
That same, familiar pair of hands that had a high tendency to hold me close at night, came to wrap around my waist. My head tilted to the side as Alexander gathered most of my hair onto one of my shoulders.It was hard to believe that there was once a time when he and I weren’t like this. The though
[Evelyn’s POV]I really tried not to let the whole matter bother me. I was fairly sure that I wasn’t the only person to exist that wasn’t trainable. Still, I felt horrible knowing that I had wasted Erik and Thomas’ time.Every muscle and joint in my body was aching and for what? I couldn’t even say
“Believe me, although you got a little wobbly at the end there, it’s good to see that you still have that fire in you?”I turned back to glance at him with a questionable look. “Fire?”The two shared a knowing look with each other. “We, uh, heard about what happened with your Stepsister.”“Word alwa
[Third-Person’s POV]Evelyn had lost count of the number of times her curled fist connected with the hanging punching bag. The first few times were fine, having been shown the proper form. However, after the tenth time, she was really beginning to feel the burn in various parts of her body. Her join
Oliver had specifically expressed the importance of releasing a follow-up statement that could not only save face but rebuke anything the King had to say in regard to Alexander’s character.While Alexander was busy working on his newest press release, I had taken up my time in the greenhouse. I’d su
[Third-Person’s POV]Fiona felt frantic. Her nerves were growing more and more strained and coiled by the second.No. No, surely, Caroline had to be wrong in her assumption that she would be so clumsy and foolish as to leave something so vital behind.That night has been a manic blur from start to e