LUCIAN I’d imagined how amazing the week I planned for us to spend in Cuba would be. Then I woke up the next morning feeling a little out of it. Still, intent on having the time of my life with the woman I want to be with for the rest of my life. I chose to push the feeling aside and had breakfast with Blair. She already made a list of all the things she wanted us to do. I was looking forward to all of them. I recalled what was at the top of the list. “Get a tattoo?” I asked, looking up at the eagerly smiling woman in front of me. “Yep.” She replied, nodding frantically. “I’ve always wanted to get one but I know my mum and dad would freak out, so I never did it. But I’m married now.” She said, giving me a big grin. “So, I can get it.” I chuckled in response to her excitement. “You’ll probably not like this then,” her smile immediately fell and I wanted to put it back. “You can’t get a tattoo.” She gave me a look, cocking her brow. She moved back, my hand that was on her waist fa
BLAIRMum picked on the second ring, then she asked if I could video call because she hasn’t seen her baby is so long,Could you believe this woman asked me to stand to move back so she would see my bump?! It was the baby she wanted to see. I felt extremely unloved at that moment and I told as her much.“Oh, don’t be a big baby.” She said, chuckling as I pointed. “I still love you.”“Just not as much as the baby.” I mumbled and she snapped her fingers and gave me two thumbs up after.“You’re so smart.” I rolled my eyes and returned to my seat, grumbling about how much work she was making me do. “The house looks big, where are you staying?”I looked around the place I slept in. This is the first time I’m seeing it. Though to be fair, Lucian was here and my attention wasn’t on any of it.Now though, I could appreciate the beauty of it. The feel of age it had and the structure and design. Everything was amazing, especially the decor. It was homey and lovely.“A house, I think.” I said be
BLAIR I met up with Lucian in the room, he was engrossed in a phone call that seemed important, a frown marring his features. “Then call an emergency meeting. What the fuck do you expect me to do right now?” He growls into the phone. I felt bad for whoever was listening. His lips were turned down a frown and he looked like he wanted to throw hands at someone. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him this angry at anyone before. The person says something that he doesn’t like because he looks even angrier now. I didn’t know that was at all possible. Not knowing what to do, I stood by the door awkwardly and waited for him to finish off his calls. More yelling, sometimes in English and a few other languages I couldn’t tell. He finally ended the call and turned to me. He huffed out a breath and gave me an apologetic look. “I’m so sorry this came up during this trip,” I was quick to shake my head, seeing how guilty he looked. “You don’t have to apologize, shit happens.” I told him with a shru
LUCIAN Blair’s plan worked. We were able to salvage the situation before it got out of hand. We moved the unveiling of one of our hotels and that took the attention off whatever was going on with Wallace. Any other time, I would have been on my way back to the city to do this shit by myself. But I didn’t want to leave Blair. How happy she seemed here, so free of stress. I couldn’t do that to her. Or me. Cause yeah, I loved being with her. And I felt this is where I could be with her as much as I wanted without all my responsibilities pressing down my neck. The stock that had gone down for the first few hours after Wallace’s arrest came up, went back up the next morning. The board of directors were happy and I didn’t have to deal with their bullshit. That gave us the chance to enjoy our trip to the fullest. It was one of the best times for us. And I noticed, the more time we spent together, the closer we got. And being close to her makes my wolf damn happy. That all changed when
BLAIRI looked over my shoulder when I heard Lucian come out of the bathroom.“Well, that was fast,” I stood when I saw how he was looking around the room frantically. His eyes were slightly wide and he looked panicked. Like he’d just seen a ghost.Confused, I looked behind him at the door of the bathroom he just walked out of. Not sure what I was looking for.“Is everything okay?” I asked, getting up from the bed.Lucian is now by the bedside table he’d kept his phone at. His fingers were moving with a speed that almost made my eyes turn, across the screen.I placed a hand on his shoulder and he shivered. I became even more confused as to why he was acting like this.“Lucian, why are you acting like this? You’re scaring me.” My voice shook as I said that.I couldn’t understand the sudden feeling of fear I felt. I was trying to see his face, searching for something. It wasn’t normal for someone to just act this way.He looked fine a minute ago when I walked out of the bathroom and lef
BLAIRI turned so fast I almost tripped. I flail my arms, trying to catch onto something. Again, I didn’t reach the floor as Lucian was already by my side, his arms around me and tugging me against him.“When did you become so clumsy?” He asks, his voice soft.I went even more stiff if that is possible. It was surprising my heart was still beating. And then everything stopped. Including my breathing and heartbeat. It seems, it is all just in my head.“Blair, I…” Lucian lets go of me and moves to the side, putting a bit of distance between us.I finally felt like I could breathe again. And I took advantage of that by inhaling a very much needed breath.Lucian moves further back. I couldn’t tell the expression on his face but he looked hurt. How does that even make sense?If anyone was supposed to feel anything. It is me! I was the one who was lied to, lured into this marriage.“You look scared.” He comments.I wanted to say, no shit Sherlock. But I couldn’t bring myself to move my mout
LUCIANI can count the number of times I have felt real fear. Real unadulterated fear like I was feeling now.And this morning was one of those. When I had first woken up and found it a little hard to take control from my wolf. I didn’t think much of it. And I managed to switch. I didn’t want to bother myself with it anymore than I had to so I didn’t let myself think of it too much.But then after I noticed the class marks, I knew something must have happened. I didn’t know what or how it happened. I just knew it was going to be bad.The walk from the bathroom to my phone so I could call Owen, and have him do what? I didn’t know. I just knew it would be best if I wasn’t alone with Blair and my wolf when I couldn’t control him.He’d taken back control and locked me out from my mind. The fucking asshole.I was murderous. And if there was a way for me to kill him without bringing any harm to myself, I would have done it at that moment.He scared the hell out of Blair. And I could still s
BLAIRWerewolf. Werwolf. Werewolf.I kept repeating that word in my head over and over again. Was it to make sure I was doing it the right way? To confirm if it was what I heard? Or was I hoping it would change along the way and I’ll realize I misheard Lucian?I didn’t know which of these options to pick. Because it wasn’t even either of them.I had been sitting here for about an hour and the world didn’t change. Nothing major happened. And I didn’t wake up to find that it was all a dream. A crazy dream.There was nothing I hadn't thought of yet. And I have been eyeing my phone that was on the nightstand, for minutes. Probably for as long as I was sitting here. Contemplating and being indecisive as I thought of who to call. Who to tell what I just found out.No one would understand what I’m saying or going through. They will probably think I’m crazy for even saying that. Because it didn’t make any sense. Werewolves don’t exist.They are fictional right? Something you see in supernatur