As agreed, Thelma came for me early in the morning. I was already up by then. I had showered and cleaned up as best as I could. I wanted to look presentable. She surprised me by having clothes ready for me, though. It was a dark blue pencil skirt and a ruffled blouse that reminded me of librarians, which was ironic considering the job I’d soon be undertaking. “Dress up,” she told me. “Xander really wants you to attend his coronation. He has front seats for us.”Thelma and I hadn’t t really spoken much, but I felt the need to confide in someone, and so I said, “I’m scared. The last time I was amongst at the rest of the pack, things weren’t all that great.”“Think of it this way,” she began, “you’re with the Alpha, so there’s nothing they can do to you. And if they happen to have a bad thought about you, you won’t be able to hear it either. I suggest you stop worrying about them all, or you’ll make yourself sick.”I smiled at her words of encouragement, but didn’t feel significantly b
After the coronation, there was a lunch buffet-style and everyone from the pack was invited. I didn’t have breakfast, so I was starving by the time noon rolled around. The coronation was longer than I expected because after Xander was ‘crowned’, there were speeches after speeches, and the history of their pack was retold. I found out more, but I had to admit that I was bored by the time we left the main hall. I didn’t see Xander anywhere. My eyes were searching for him even if my mind wasn’t really into it. My reaction toward him changed overnight; it was insane. I was thinking about him more than before, and I was always eager to see him. I had some lasagne followed by the creamiest mac and cheese I’d ever had in all my life. The cheese on top was melted to perfection; it was chef’s kiss. I had no idea who cooked but my compliments went to them. I’d make sure to tell Xander that when I saw him again. Speaking of which. He was coming out of his house alongside his father, who had
Xander got everything ready for our dinner at the restaurant. The vast space was completely empty; we were the only people present. All the tables had been pushed to the sides of the restaurants and there was a single round table covered in a delicate white table cloth right at the center of the room. There was a vase with orchids in the middle of it, and the dishes were all where they were supposed to be. I didn’t see the chef, Greg, anywhere, but I knew he had to be somewhere in the back because the place smelled fantastic. “After you,” Xander said politely, gesturing for me to walk further into the restaurant. The butterflies in my stomach hadn’t been given a rest since this afternoon. Things were starting to get crazy between us and all I could do was enjoy the ride. What I didn’t want, was to miss out. I buried my fears and the cautious voice in my head. Nothing was guaranteed, so for now, I would simply live in the moment. He pulled the chair out for me and I sat down. He
“Who the hell are you?” I asked as I pressed my back against the door. The man standing by my window looked at me through narrowed eyes, and I had the impression that he was studying me. He wasn’t a man—this I realized a beat later. He was a vampire. His eyes were that unnatural blue color that only ever suited Felix, in my opinion. “What do you want from me?” I asked loudly. “So, you’re the Jade who has my brother’s heart in her fist,” he remarked. I didn’t like the way he spoke. It was like he was threatening me yet trying not to show it at the same time. “Interesting. I thought there would be more to you.”“Who are you!?”He pushed himself off the wall by the window and I knew I had to get the hell out of here. I wasn’t even registering what he was saying. I knew that he didn’t have good intentions, because otherwise, why would he be here?I clawed the door handle but he was by my side in a flash. He closed his cold hand around mine and I flinched. “Where are you going?” he ask
I was still in the closet when I woke up in the morning, but I was alone because Xander wasn't there with me. If I had to be honest, I would have said that I preferred it that way. The kiss we shared last night was burning brightly in my memory, but with that came a lot of complications. We weren't supposed to be kissing. Last night should never have happened. I'd blame my vulnerability for it. I was terrified after the incident with Felix's brother, and was in need of company and some assurance that things would be okay. He'd given me all that and a little more, and now I wasn't sure how I'd face him after this. I groaned and rubbed my face. The closet door was closed, so I wasn't sure if I'd see him in the bedroom. I had to make sure first. I pressed my ear to the door, careful to not make a sound, and waited. I didn't hear a thing. When I was sure that it was silent out there, I opened the door. It didn't break. The bedroom was indeed empty, and the bed was made. I sighed i
After saying those words, I left his study without another word. He wasn't even looking at me as I left, so I took it as a sign that he understood my unspoken words. But as I walked out, I felt terrible. It was almost like I'd said something ridiculous and hurtful to someone I cared about, and the worst part was that I couldn't take the words back. I was stuck with them forever.Still, I swallowed my guilt down and went upstairs. All the while, I convinced myself that I was making the right decision. I had to push him away, even though every bodily instinct was begging me to keep him close. Even now, I wanted to turn back and tell him that I'd take all my words back, but it was ridiculous. I had to keep him away. There was no other choice. Once I reached my bedroom, I closed my door before leaning against it. I felt sick with nerves and anxiety, and I was also dejected. I didn't want my words to ruin our friendship, which was pretty solid and great at this point. Xander saved me.
I didn't know if Xander had marked me; all I knew was that it was the most euphoric moment of my whole life. I was lying on my front now, and he was behind me, caressing every part of me. I was in a daze, and my head was spinning. I could hardly believe where I was, but I guessed that was the beauty of the moment. I didn't see it coming. And it was beautiful. Xander was kissing every part of me. We hadn't had actual sex yet and I already felt satisfied. Whenever I felt his hard cock pressing into the smell of my back when he leaned over to place a kiss on my neck, I became a bundle of nerves. I wanted him more than I'd ever wanted anyone else before. "You're so beautiful," he murmured against my skin, littering kisses everywhere. "From the moment I saw you, I knew I had to make you mine.”He flipped me around, and then lifted my shirt up to my neck, exposing my breasts to him. They perked up instantly, and his eyes darkened significantly. They were on my face before he dipped his
I knocked on his door, afraid to intrude. “Come on in.”I opened the door and saw him sitting behind his desk. There were a whole bunch of papers littered around his desk, and in his hand, he had a pen. He immediately put a cap on it and stood up when he saw me, and my heart skipped a beat at the warm gesture. His greeting was a heated kiss, one in which he parted my lips with his tongue, and then proceeded to explore my mouth with it. My knees felt weak, and he held me close against him, close enough to feel the hardness between his legs pressing into me. He broke the kiss roughly and said, “Only you can make me hard like this with a kiss. Do you see what you’re doing to me?”I blushed. I didn’t know what to say to his words. He grabbed the back of my neck and kissed the side of my neck before reaching that spot that, strangely, ached for him. His lips grazed the skin and I sucked in a breath through my teeth. “I’m tempted to have you now,” he said. “To make you mine?”I gulped.