DelaneyI can stand up now, and I’m quite relieved that I’m able to use my legs so quickly after her injury. Anna has really been taking good care of me. I don’t know how I would’ve healed successfully without her. Her company has also been very enlightening and distracting for me. I haven’t been thinking about the attack, nor of the extensive injuries I have all over my body, but at the same time, I haven’t really been able to forget my friends. Paola and Pollux. Where are they now?I’ve been expecting Alec’s call. Something. Some kind of information. He just asked me about them and never said anything back. It’s been a struggle to stay calm where they’re concerned, and there are times when I imagine the worst. Anna has been giving me many calming teas and they’ve been a great help. I’ve slept more in the past day than I have in the last week. It’s impossible to think that I haven’t been a week out of the prison yet. It feels like months have passed since my incarceration. So muc
DelaneyI become aware of his hands moving up and down my body while we kiss. I’m entranced. I’ve never been kissed before, and this feeling, it’s so liberating in a way. I’m euphoric. His tongue dances in my mouth, dominating mine completely. He leads the kiss, and he pulls me close to him while we kiss. I feel his…bulge against my abdomen. I’m not an idiot. I might not have kissed before, but arousal is something I know and understand. Women talked at the prison. I gained a lot of insight on the matter, even though I never had a chance to experience any of it myself. Until now. My fingers have a mind of their own. They were on his shoulders just now, and now they’re in his hair. His curls are so silky, and they wrap around my fingers greedily. Every part of him clings on to me, keeping me very close to him. I love every second of it, and right now, it’s so easy for me to forget who he is, and the history between us. Because of the thin nightgown I’m wearing, I can feel his touc
Alec As I make my way to the car, I can’t believe that I just let that happen. I kissed her. I can’t believe I let my wolf control me by that. As I get in the car, I have this realization that I have to stop blaming my wolf for absolutely everything where she’s concerned. Some of it is me, and up there, in that room, when I kissed her, that was all me. Fuck. I’m hard. I get in car and give myself a few moments to calm down, but only a cold shower will get rid of this. That, or jerking off, and I can’t do any of those things because I have a meeting to attend. I start the car, and stare up at the house. Leaving is physically painful. I can’t believe I’m having this thought, but it’s the truth. I don’t want to go. I want to stay with her and continue claiming her with my mouth while feeling her perfect body beneath my fingers. The body that Wade thought he could chop up and destroy. I want to keep feeling her taut nipples beneath my fingers and making her moan in my mouth. I clos
Delaney I don’t know why I spend the whole evening waiting for Alec to show up. It’s stupid, and makes me feel like a downright idiot. When did I become so damn worried about him? I’m not supposed to care. That kiss shouldn’t have happened in the first place. Anna has retired for the night, and I’m supposed to be asleep. Tomorrow is the day that I can go back—back home, to where I belong. The Underground. Where I can resume my duties as a rebel who wants to serve my kind. Honestly, even though I’ve spent my time here and I’ve seen how much Alec has done for me, that’s still not enough to change my mind. This fight has nothing to do with him. I’d be betraying myself if I didn’t go ahead with this plan. There’s nothing for me on the other side of the country, or even a different country. No, this is where I belong. This is where I have to be. I’m sticking to that decision even if it kills me. I sit up. I’m restless all of a sudden. My legs don’t hurt when I stand upright anymore a
Alec Everything about what happened in this room right now fills me with shame. I make my way to my car, but I don’t have the strength to open the door. My heart is slamming against my chest. I can’t believe I just said that to Delaney. This whole afternoon, I’ve been thinking about what to say to her to lessen the guilt that I feel inside of me. I know that it’s not her fault that I kissed her and betrayed my wife.But somehow, I blame her. Of course, it’s her fault. If it weren’t for her, I wouldn’t be acting in this irrational way that’s unbecoming of a man in my position. Every time I stop and think about it, I feel like a hand is wrapped tightly around my throat. I’ve condemned myself from the moment I decided to help her. And there is no turning back. Carla and I spent the whole day together, strategizing and talking about things we could do if our pack happens to be attacked by the rebels. I didn’t have the strength to tell her that there’s already a rebel in the safe hous
Delaney Alec picks me up at ten am sharp. I say a lengthy goodbye to Anna, who has helped me heal and kept me company during the hardest part of my recovery process.I am very glad to have met her. She’s a delightful person to be around. I’ll miss her. I want to ask her for contact details so we can catch up sometime, but then I realize that this is a crazy thought. We should probably never see each other again. The circumstances surrounding the way we met are just too bizarre for us to see each other again. Alec would probably never allow it.It’s better this way. “Stay safe,” she says while pulling away from our hug. Alec is standing by the door, watching us. I don’t turn around to look at him. In fact, I haven’t looked his way ever silence he arrived. I did a lot of thinking last night, and keeping my distance is probably the right thing to do. He’s right. What we’re doing is madness, and we’re confusing—or maybe I am—what’s actually happening here. The kiss was a huge mistak
Delaney It’s been over an hour, and I still haven’t found the place. I keep making sure that my hair is under the scarf so that I don’t give myself away foolishly. Goddess, what was I thinking, stopping here? But then again, what choice did I have? I had to get out of the car at some point, and that was the most familiar place to me. But maybe I made a mistake, because I don’t know where I am anymore. I’m lost. In this huge city full of danger lurking at every corner, I’m lost. The good thing is that it’s still daylight, so at least I have that on my side. I keep praying to the goddess to give me strength and show me the way, but so far, I haven’t come across a single spot that’s familiar to me, and it’s not like I can ask for directions from people. I pass by hotels, and restaurants, and even storefronts. People don’t glance twice at me. I’m just a woman with her hair covered by a scarf walking past them. Nothing suspicious. Nothing new. I’m glad he decided to give me the scarf,
DelaneyI walk in, not saying a word to the guys standing outside. The bar’s name is Rogue, to my astonishment. I step through the heavy doors and immediately feel out of place. It’s clear from what I’m wearing and my overall style that I don’t belong here, and I stick out like a sore thumb. The bar is dimly lit, with neon signs flickering on the walls in shades of red, blue, and green. All of them say Rogue. They cast strange shadows across the room, making everything look a little distorted, a little off. Strange. The scent of leather, sweat, and cheap beer fills the air, along with the constant low hum of conversation, broken by the occasional rough laugh or clink of glasses. They’re everywhere, these men. I don’t spot a woman anywhere. A few pairs of eyes glance my way as I enter, sizing me up. I try to avoid their gazes, but I can feel them lingering. I keep my head down, pretending to focus on the floor, but I can’t shake the tight knot forming in my stomach. The place is