~Troy’s Point of View~
At 3:40 I began pacing outside my house. This was a bad idea, a horrible idea. But before I came back to school I came clean and told my parents everything. I didn’t ever want to keep secrets from them. Mom cried, dad shook his head. Both had only words of encouragement, but also no real path forward. Mom of course begged to meet her, anxious to see the female who captured my heart. I loved the idea of introducing them but Alice was from a totally different world.
All I knew at this point was my wolf was losing his damn mind. I’d also eaten six honeydews in the past week. Jesse and Dough thought I was nuts, constantly in the kitchen chopping up melon.
Alice and I were both adults, consenting adults. Now she knew the stakes. I’d ta
~Alice’s Point of View~“So Alice tell me about yourself, Troy’s told me you met at school? What are you studying,” Katie asked.“Business, business management,” I said, not too enthusiastically.“Ahuh, parents' choice,” she asked, raising her eyebrow.“Oh yeah,” I said, wondering if she was just that observant or if I could be read like a book.We were standing at her massive kitchen island, the whole room looked absolutely brand new. Not stainless steel appliances but all black and very up to date. It definitely didn’t look anything like I imagined from the outside which s
~Troy’s Point of View~She’s a fucking billionaire. Holy shit! You’d have to live on the moon to not know the name Westin. Suddenly it all hit me, it made sense. While I knew fully well the type of school I went to, it still wasn’t always in my face just how rich these kids were. Well it should be seeing as my roommate gets around by helicopter and limo everywhere he goes.How did I never wonder about her family? How did I not once think to ask Dough about her?They seemed like they knew each other. Fuck, did they date?!*It doesn’t matter, you’re hardly a saint,* my wolf said, scolding me.*You know damn well paren
~Alice’s Point of View~“You’re his father,” I said, not really asking.This piece of trash brought me to what would have actually been a really nice and pretty badass vacation house, but of course it seemed as though I was his hostage here. I took a deep breath and I knew that scent from my travels. Croatia, I was certain of it.“And you’re the idiot wolf who is willing to die for a few minutes of bliss,” he said, obviously seething. But he wouldn’t look at me.We were on a balcony overlooking the water, the moon was brilliant and it was really a breathtaking view.“You had this place, all t
~Troy’s Point of View~“This is my aunt Gwen, she's my mentor,” Jesse said, proudly looking at the older woman who’d just appeared out of nowhere.“Now I’ll need the hairbrush from the girl we’re looking for,” the woman said, not wasting any time.“ON IT,” Miranda yelled, turning to run off.I watched as Jesse and Gwen busied themselves with a bunch of herbs and other weird things. I hated having to involve strangers in my mess, but I was beyond desperate to find Alice. The more time went on, the worse it looked. Although I was sure Farrell would have needed to hide out for the day. He couldn’t walk in the sun like I could. I immediately paled at the thought of Alice tied up. What if he had s
~Alice’s Point of View~ So how the hell am I gonna do this without my parents being involved? I can do this, I’m a planner, a mover and shaker! I make the impossible happen! But getting a doctor to remove my uterus at 18 when there is nothing medically wrong with me and I don’t have any kids? Yeah, that’s a tall fucking order. They may actually throw me in a padded room and toss the key. I’d been laying around the Bailey House for three days since getting back from whatever island I’d gotten to visit. Troy insisted I don’t leave his sight and to not be outside unescorted. I had to face facts that my parents would have to be made aware of my bizarre request, and the sooner the better. Hmmm. “Troy do you own a suit,” I blurted out, realizing how ridiculo
~Troy’s Point of View~ I dreamed of this moment my whole life. Finding my perfect mate, marking her. Making love to her and making her truly mine. Well that was the dream I never in a million years thought could be a reality. But in the scheme of how things happen in my life, things weren’t going to plan. Things weren’t even on a path that was fixable anymore. Once Farrell found out about this, once her parents found out… I was currently walking back from the middle of the woods with Dough by my side. Both of us were a bloody mess and unsure who all we’d just killed in the woods. They could have been students and if so, this was going to be bad. Their bodies had turned back to human once they expired, but they were so mangled and bloody there was no chance of really knowing their ages or maki
~Alice’s Point of View~ This went against my promise to what’s his name but I couldn’t care. A vampire couldn’t possibly know what it is to be an 18 year old she-wolf in heat who was just claimed in battle by her mate! There was not a fucking force of nature that was keeping my from riding this male, even if a damn piece of rubber had to be between us. The way Troy reacted to me pleasuring him had to make me wonder if it was his first blow job. I had no idea about his sexual history but I wasn’t exactly keen to tell him mine so mum was the word. I just knew he had many more in his future, and fuck he tasted amazing! We made out for several hot minutes while I basically dry humped him and he groped my chest, rubbing his big thumbs over my nipples until I almost came from that. I was done waiting. I grabbed o
~Troy’s Point of View~ A limo. Of course Alice’s mom sent a limo. I’d never been in one, it was bigger than a lot of caves I’d slept in and certainly better stocked. I watched as Dough poured champagne for each of us and I was suddenly very grateful he came along. I still didn’t know his deal, but I trusted him and knew he’d protect Alice with his very life. He sure as hell had, against three damn wolves after all. He’d taken some deep cuts for his efforts but he was already healed. I didn’t get a vibe that he liked Alice or that there was anything between the two of them so I had to wonder why he had followed us into the woods that night. Why he would have thrown himself over her and defend her while in heat. Clearly he didn’t feel obligated to explain himself so I didn’t push it. Hell he could have tried to claim her for himself, but he hadn’
~Two Months Later, Ryan’s Point of View~ Recovering from my shift was almost like re-growing my human body. It was painful as hell, it was lengthy. Now this was the second time doing it in a year so it was worse. My demon didn’t want to let go, but he also understood he couldn’t continue in this way. I was finally in the last stages of my shift, my skin still rough and discolored. I was able to tolerate people food again, not requiring blood and raw meat to survive. My voice had returned, and I was confident I could face Sadie now. My Sadie. I wanted to swear this would be the last time I’d have to abandon her for a long while. But that was just something too unknown. The only thing I could contr
~Sadie’s Point of View~ Since nobody wanted to bother the witches to bring this female to Greece, Dough flew her in his private jet. I may have to ask another time if that’s available, I’d always wanted to be able to say I joined the mile high club. *What’s that,* my wolf asked. I smiled in the mirror as I tried to tame my hair while I explained it to her. She didn’t see the big deal, sex was sex regardless of where it happened. I had to roll my eyes. I explained to her about the thrill of it all, the possibility of being caught. She still didn’t care. A wolf in the throws of sex would not care about an audience. Tunnel vision. I heard voices downstairs and my heart practically thumped out of my chest.
~Sadie’s Point of View~ I couldn’t go in the house. I constantly paced in the backyard of the Greco mansion and I was certain that I was making the guards insane. For some reason I felt like Ryan could find me more easily out here. Which really made no sense. “You’re going to walk a hole in my yard,” Luca laughed. He handed me a glass of wine and I accepted it. “I can’t thank you enough for how generous you’ve been with your home and your time,” I said, as we both sat down in front of the pool. “I haven’t always been there for Miranda how I should have. I wasn’t the best husband. Maybe I feel the need to help now with what I can. I understan
~Ryan’s Point of View~ “This is it, whatever the fuck it takes. This shit ends now. Tully will come,” I said, as Jesse helped me up. “Whatever I can do mate. We’re all ready. Dough is staying with the girls,” he said, as I stood. “Let’s get outside,” I added, then he teleported us to the street. Maybe it was the adrenaline, but I had a sudden rush and I began to thrust my demon forward. This was the worst place to do it, a residential area, lots of people around. It had to be done. I knew when this was over, if I made it … I would be so drained I’d be dead to the world for a month. Sadie might hate me. I had to risk it. The night air was sti
~Sadie’s Point of View~ With all the weeks, all the time I had to build up my anger, my rage at Ryan… My desire to strangle him, my desire to tell him off every which way … I thought it would just burst out of me. But it all completely died and left my mind the moment I saw him. My whole body shook and my wolf lost her mind. My Ryan. My whole world. “Ohh!! Oh,” I shouted, running into his room. I covered my sobs as tears fell down my cheeks. He laid in bed and smiled at me, but didn’t get up. I knew he still couldn’t walk too much, or too far. But seeing him like this, it just hit me all at once. I knew why they hadn’t let me visit him, but my imagination was far worse. My Ryan had always been so damn
~Ryan’s Point of View~ I could barely keep my eyes open and if those fuckers gave me one more protein shake I was going to puke. It was like they went to the store and bought one thing and that was all they were giving me. I smelled Tully, but I could hardly see. A big part of me wanted to beg him to end me, I would have welcomed it. But I had to stay alive for her. I just couldn’t give up. Just keep breathing Ryan. Keep your heart beating. The rest will heal, sometime. “Maybe you were really serious,” he said, pissed off. “I generally am. Demons aren’t known for their comedy,” I mumbled, having no clue what he was talking about. “Where the fuck i
~Sadie’s Point of View~ “Talk to me Jesse,” I squealed, as his parents both rushed into the room with wet towels. “He’s being held hostage, I don’t know where exactly. Once I get my strength back I can try teleporting outside maybe. We need help, serious help. I’ll need to gather the coven,” he mumbled as his parents cleaned him up. “What can I do,” I blurted out, to no one in particular. A flurry of activity erupted around me and I was pushed away and into a corner. It was for the best anyhow, there was nothing I could do and I knew it. “Have you got internal injuries,” his mom shouted.
~Ryan’s Point of View~ In all my years, in three lives … one thing I always knew for certain, was that I didn’t control shit. In my first life, I had no parents or no guidance, no sanity. Then once I got mixed up with vamps I truly lost any semblance of what it meant to be me. Be an individual. In my third life I thought that would finally change. Born into money, status… I could finally call the shots. But all that went away when I lost Sadie. When my father brutally let me know he controlled my life, not me. That he controlled who I loved, and stole the very air from my lungs. The reason my black heart beat. When I first lost Sadie I went on a complete bender, ready to just fuck up anyone and everything. I didn’t care who I hurt or what happened to me. I was miserabl
~Sadie’s Point of View~ I could have easily lived the rest of my life and been very happy not to set eyes on this female again. I watched Mrs. Whitmarsh as she laughed with Troy. He had been apparently posing as a tourist male who was interested in her, and since she was also a telepath she wouldn’t be able to read his thoughts. There was no point in me trying to control my mind around her, I wouldn’t be able to. She was likely the only person who could tell me the truth. Tell me what the hell really happened between her husband and my parents. I was prepared to torture this bitch to death if she didn’t give me some damn answers! I looked at my hand gripping the glass on the table to the point where it was ready to break. I quickly let it go and felt a warm hand