“Are you sure you don't need anything else, dear?” My mother, asked as we strolled through the bustling market.I glanced at her and smiled. “I think we've covered just about everything, Mom.”Mum was still very excited about my decision to stay in Decorah for now. Barely a few minutes after lunch, she had rushed into my room and asked me to prepare, so she could take me shopping. Well, I could never say no to shopping now, could I? Plus I also needed some things. Toiletries, new clothes, skin care et.c, and shopping with her was very fun. I completely enjoyed every single moment of it.She chuckled. “Well, I just want to make sure you have everything you need. It's important to feel comfortable.”I nodded in agreement. “I knooow, but I'm okay. We can always come back later if I need something else" She stopped in front of a boutique, and gestured towards the entrance. “Shall we take a look in here? They have some lovely clothes.”“Mum….”“What? Come on, you didn't even get much,”
One thing about big houses, that can be annoying, is the echoes.Such as the echoes my footsteps were making as I made my way to the kitchen. And once again I had to wonder what the point was.It was barely seven, but I woke up very early and also famished, so I'm gonna have breakfast, and finally finish reading Born in ice.However, when I got to the kitchen the sight that greeted me made my steps falter, and my good mood vanished. Damian stood by the counter, his arms around a familiar woman's waist, passionately kissing her.I swallowed hard, the sight striking me like a blow to the chest. My fingers tightened around the book in my hand, and I cleared my throat.They both jumped and turned to me, with wide eyes.“Hannah?” He whispered, releasing her sharply.At least he had the decency to look guilty.“Morning,” I greeted, thankful that my voice came out steadier than I felt.What are you supposed to say when you see your mate, who was just deep down in your throat a few nights ag
“Sabella?” Damon called, getting up from his chair, and before I could say Jack, he was already by her side, taking the bag from her.Isabella offered him a weak smile, and they led her to the couch.What was she doing here? And with bags?Oh, this had better not be what I was thinking. I rose, uncertain of how to react, my gaze drifting between her and the boys.“Isabella, it's so good to see you,” Damon murmured, pulling her into a warm embrace.“Yeah, we were worried about you.”She took a seat and they both sat beside her, all googly eyes and sad looking. It irritated the shit out of me. “How are you coping? I'm so sorry about what happened.”She gave Damon a look and sniffed, “It's just….it's just so hard. I can't imagine that he's gone,”Tears spilled down her cheeks and I kicked myself, mentally, for being too unreasonably jealous to begin with. This woman just lost her mate.Why was I being such a bitch?As if on cue, I heard footsteps rushing down the stairs, and Dean came
*********Something wet and hot trailed down my stomach, settling on my thighs and licking circles there.This was a damned good way to wake up. I moaned at the pleasure that drifted down my body, sighing in delight. They moved down my thighs, hovering above my wet, puffy lips. “You naughty minx,” I heard Damon whisper and chuckled, opening my eyes slowly. “You're all wet,” “Entirely your fault,” I mumbled, staring at him sleepily. His blue eyes had an intensity that made me blush. “That's what you get for touching me in my sleep,” Damon grinned. “Sorry, did I wake you? I just couldn't resist.”“You don't look the least bit sorr- Oh fuck!” I cried, breathless when he ran his tongue right between my thighs, all over my pussy. I wiggled my hips closer to his face, my eyes slightly closed in anticipation.Damon chuckled, withdrew and sank his fingers into me with no warning, making me gasp. “Damon,”I writhed my hips, my hand grabbing his silky hair as he thrust a finger forcefully
Whatever retort I had, died down when I heard footsteps behind me, and seconds later, Damon walked into the kitchen with a huge grin - only it was directed at Isabella.“Isabella, you're cooking? That's a pleasant surprise,” Damon remarked.Isabella chuckled softly, her eyes meeting Damon's. “Why are you surprised? I'm allowed to cook, aren't I?”Damon's smile widened. “Well….thing is, honey, you are a terrible cook”Isabella glared at him, and he laughed, throwing his hands up.“It's just the truth, don't get all feisty now.”“Get out. I have improved a lot in the last few months. Actually, Vincent loved cooking and, well, he taught me one or two …"Her expression suddenly shifted from playful to sad as she gazed at the word, looking lost.Damon wrapped a hand around her shoulder, patting it…" Hey, don't feel sad now. It's okay, alright?”She smiled, and took his hand, “Yeah. Thank you so much for being here, despite …." “Bella, we are friends. You have been our friend since we coul
His hand fell from his chest and he approached me in slow strides.I took a step back instinctively as he drew closer, and he flinched when he noticed my withdrawal.“Hannah,” he began, “can we talk?”I hesitated, staring into his deep blue eyes, which always held so much warmth from day one, and my heart fluttered at…his gorgeousness. Just the gorgeousness.But I shook my head after a few beats. “I'm not really in the mood for talking,” I replied curtly, my gaze dropping back to the book in my hands.We had nothing to discussI was tired of them getting all over me and then acting all cold the next second.Damon's brow furrowed, “Hannah, I know you're upset, and I'm sorry if I've done something to contribute to that.”I sighed, closing the book and placing it back on the shelf. “It's not about you, Damon. I just don't want to talk to you now. I'm really not in the mood,”Damon nodded, “I get it. And I respect that. I guess we will talk whenever you feel like it,”I gave him a curt
“Yes plum …” My breath caught in my throat, a shockwave of fear crashing over me. Nathaniel. My heartbeat spiked up and started beating loudly against my chest. I felt my grip on the phone loosen, my fingers trembling as if an invisible weight pressed upon them. “No,” I gasped, my voice a strained plea. Instantly, my reflexes kicked in, and the phone slipped from my grasp, tumbling to the floor with a resounding thud. My chest constricted, the world around me spiraling as panic surged. It was as if time folded in on itself, bringing back the suffocating grip of a traumatic memory. My breathing quickened, ragged and uneven, each inhale a struggle against the crushing weight of fear. Frantic thoughts raced through my mind. My body felt like it was trapped in a vice, every muscle tense and trembling. I stumbled backward, my knees hitting the edge of the bed as I sank onto it, my world narrowing to the thundering of my heart. Through the haze of panic, I could faintly hear the mu
After a cup of cold milk, I walked up to my room and met my phone ringing again.Must be Nathaniel.I picked up my phone, my heart pounding in my chest as the screen displayed the words “Private Number.” With a shaky hand, I answered the call, a mixture of fear and defiance coursing through my veins.“What do you want, Nathaniel?” I demanded, my voice surprisingly steady despite the turmoil within me.His chilling laughter echoed through the phone, sending a shiver down my spine. “Ah, Hannah, it's been a while, hasn't it? I heard you've been living the good life, surrounded by your little protectors.”I clenched my jaw, my fingers tightening around the phone. “Cut to the chase, Nathaniel. What do you want?”His tone turned sinister, a cold edge creeping into his words. “I want you to pay, Hannah. I promise I'll make you suffer for what you did to me, I'll assure you of that.”My heart raced, as I recalled similar words from him five years ago. The fear, the pain—I had worked so hard
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The tiny cry woke me up from my nap.I opened my eyes slowly and the first sight my eyes caught, made my heart leap in joy.Dean was sitting on a rocking chair, with the baby in his hand…our daughter, and damn does she have a pair of lungs on her.“Are you doing fine over there, daddy?” I asked with a smile as he hummed to her.He lifted his eyes to me and grinned so widely my heart leaped again.“I'm fine. She will quiet down soon enough.” He said, “Damon and Damian went out to grab some provision. They will be back soon.”I nodded, resisting the urge to ask for the baby.I could tell he was enjoying the time with her.We were still at the hospital. Young Laura was born about twelve hours ago and that moment, the moment I heard her cry for the first time, was simply the best moment of my life.The triplets were equally thrilled too. I don't believe I've ever seen their eyes carry as much love and joy as they had when they stared at our little bundle of joy.Laura.Named after the you
I frowned. My daughter? What did he mean his daughter? Surely, it could not be my mum because he seems to be the same age as her. And I'm the only lady present. Or is he speaking of another lady entirely? My daughter? The man seemed oblivious of my shock though as he marched towards Justin who was shaking, his eyes widened in shock. “Adam…” Mum called again, and he stopped, pausing for a moment and took in a deep breath, perhaps to calm his temper. Then slowly, ever so slowly, he turned to my mum and his expression changed. From angry, to something else. Guilt, remorse, pain, and …love? Again…who is this man? But deep down I already knew who he was. However, I was too shaken to admit that to myself because it couldn't be. “Elena…” He murmured and took a step forward, but my mum retraced with one step… silently making it clear that she didn't want him close. He got the message because his face tightened with more guilt. I walked beside my mum protectively. I have no idea
“Excuse me?”“Take me instead, Justin,” I whispered and perched my ass on the edge of the bed, too weak to stand.I have no idea-absolutely no idea what I was doing, but mum never did anything wrong. Not for once. All she wanted was some peace and happiness.If Justin wanted a hostage, he should have held me instead.“Oh Hannah,” Justin chuckled, “Now that's very sweet and all, but I didn't leave any room for negotiation.”“Oh shut it Justin. This will be better for you, trust me. Holding me gives you more leverage over the triplets, the majority. Because they would never want to do anything to risk my life. Alex would sacrifice his wife for the pack. Your brothers would not do the same.”He paused for a few seconds while I struggled to calm my racing nerves. I can do this. I can do this.“What can I say? I'm surprised, Hannah, but who am I to say no to such a voluntary offer?”I breathed out a sigh of relief as he gave me details of where I was to come.“Now I have to warn you, beaut
This can't be.Absolutely notThe triplets burst into the room, their faces filled with alarm and Alex right behind them.""What is wro... where on Earth is Elena?" Alex growled brushing past his sons.He grabbed my arms, "Where is your mum Hannah?"Let her go dad!" Damian barked as u broke into uncontrollable above and twisted away from his painful grip.In desperation I pointed to the note and Alex picked it up immediately.I watched his expression darken with anger as his eyes scanned the note. His anger was palpable, matching mine.I was Shaking, tears rushing down my cheeks."Dammit!" Alex hissed.Dean snatched the note from him and they read it together."What the...how could Justin do this?" Alex roared again.The guys all rushed to my side and I grabbed the first arm that came around me. I held onto him tightly and placed my head on Damian's chest, my body shaking with sobs.Not again, dear God please not again."Hannah..." Damon called and I shook my head when I heard the sym
SHOCK FROZE MY FEET TO THE GROUND and I heard Andrea's gasp just as my hand fell to my mouth which was hanging open.“Oh.mine. God,” Andrea screeched snatching the stick from my hand, “I can't believe it. Oh my god this is so great”Great, I have no idea just yet if it was great.Hell, I was too short to feel anything.“I was not expecting this,” I whispered, and Andrea snickered.“With all that sex you've been having, lately, what were you expecting?”I shook my head.No, I definitely wasn't expecting this. A baby? I'm gonna have a baby?Oh my god!I'm gonna be a mum.I placed a hand on my stomach and shuddered in delight and shock.I have a tiny life forming inside me right now.“What am I going to do?” How am I going to tell the triplets? How are they gonna react? Will they even want this?Hell, I have no idea. We have never for once, brought up the topic of a baby before.“First off…" Andrea grabbed my hand and led me to the bed, “You have to sit down and take a deep breath. Sec
I don't believe I've ever seen Dean so angry. His blue eyes turned a darker shade of golden instantly, and he marched towards his brother, murder on his face.Before Justin could react, Dean's fingers were wrapping around his neck, pulling him up.“This is what you don't do, Justin. Speak that way about our mate. And don't you dare lay your filthy fingers on her next time. Because if the thought as much as crosses your mind, I'll forget the fact that you are my little brother, and I'll crawl your eyes out and send you to the grave.”Even I was scared at the tone of his voice. Justin was coughing and grabbing his arms, the veins in his face popping as his skin turned red.“Dean, let go of your brother this very instant!”None of us heard when Alex came into the room, but his loud and deep voice was enough to snap Dean out of his rage.He released Justin, who staggered back, coughing and scratching his throat.“Can someone tell me what's happening here?” Mum walked slowly towards Alex
Making lemonade out of lemons is one thing this family was really good at, no matter what.The way we always found time to laugh despite the threats lurking around.The way we don't have to glance over our shoulder every damn second in fear.One of those moments of making lemonades was now.The kitchen was alive with laughter and chatter. We had all gathered around, sharing stories, jokes, and enjoying each other's company. The clinking of dishes, the aroma of something delicious cooking on the stove, and the warmth of togetherness filled the air. It was a welcome break from the chaos and tension that had consumed our lives recently.Alex was entertaining us with tales of his youth, back when the pack was beginning to take shape.“So, you see,” he said, “back in the day, we didn't have half the luxuries we do now. We relied on our wits and each other to survive.”Damon chimed in, “Dad, you never told Ma'am Elena about the time you tried to cook and set the whole kitchen on fire.”Alex
How Justin manages to always come in when we are talking about him never ceases to amaze him.It's like he has a radar or something.Or he's a ghost which always appears when his name is being mentioned.He stepped into the room, his presence commanding and filled with an air of violence.“Oh finally, you decide to show up.” Dean's voice was laced with frustration.Justin gave a sardonic smile, his eyes narrowing as they roamed over our family. “Well, well, isn't this cozy? I can see that you guys don't even miss me at all. I'm almost heartbroken but then…"I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, my anxiety growing. “Justin, let's talk this through. We can discuss your concerns, but there's no need for hostilities.” Alex murmured.Justin waved a dismissive hand, a wicked gleam in his eye. “Hostilities? Oh no, dad. I'm just here to set things straight. You've all had your time ruling this pack, and look where that's gotten us. Chaos, instability, and secrets.”Damian chimed in, “What do y