All Chapters of For bitter or worse: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

ADRIANASantiago leads the both of us into the backyard and I am thankful for that. It’s a bit more secluded, I mean I’m not bothered by nudity, it’s a normal thing being a werewolf, but I just wasn’t feeling stripping down for half his pack.“I can’t wait to see that big puffy dog again.” Alexis grins, she’s been giddy the entire morning. More than happy with the chance to stretch her legs and feel the earth beneath her paws. I can’t help the smirk that creeps up on my face.Santiago catches me smirking. “What’s on your mind?” “Just something big and puffy.” I smirk, Alexis chokes out at that and I can’t hold my laughter anymore. Tears roll down my face and the shocked and questioning expression on Santiago’s face aren’t helping one bit. “What? What is it?” He asks, petting down his beard in case he has something stuck in there. “Nah, come on

XIMENA Adriana and I rush everybody inside the packhouse, she carefully handles the scared children and makes them feel comfortable when they enter the grand hallway. I like the change I am seeing in her, it’s like she freed herself of the shadow my brother had cast on her the last week. She was a hollow shell, a ghost of the girl she was before, but now, finally, I am seeing more and more of the woman I have seen during the Games. She closes the door and I push some buttons on the panel next to the door, activating a lockdown on the building. She meets my eyes, a shocked expression in them. “Did you see that? The way they moved through the street?” Her voice comes out more steadily than I expected, though her face gives away how she feels inside. She’s scared. “Yeah, I saw it. Where ever they’re from, they received extensive training. We should get everybody inside the conference room, it’s the most central and big enough to fit everyone.” I

ADRIANA “I think I might have overdone it.” I stumble over my words and grab the coatrack beside the front door. The actions are too much and the world around me spins. Right before I fall down and everything turns dark, an arm wraps itself around me. “No shit Sherlock.” Is the last thing I hear before I pummel into the darkness. Falling down the darkness morphs, stars and rays of color fill the space I fall through, until I have a sense of getting carried instead of falling. The rays of color slow down around me and I drop to a golden marble floor, hard. For a few seconds I just lay on the floor, sucking in much needed air and marveling over the space I am in. The walls around me are high and plastered with intricate, woven design of golden pipes. The ceiling is translucent, it shimmers and moves somehow. It’s beauty is exquisite. My gaze falls on the tall redhead in the center of the room. He’s dressed in jeans and a green button down, sleeves rolled up. “T

ADRIANA The sound of a wolf howling rings in my ears, or, not in my ears but in my head. “Wake up! Wake up you stupid!” Alexis paces through my head and another wolf howls again, it’s loud and whining. “Urgh, just let me sleep. Get him to shut up.” I groan. Him.. Oh fuck! It’s Diego and he sounds pissed as fuck. My eyes flutter open, the room I’m in swirls around me and I have a tough time getting a sharp vision. My head feels like exploding and my body feels heavy and weak. The room is a mix of all types of scents and soft murmurs. The warmth and the scent around me is more than just familiar, sweet cardamom, black pepper and cedar wood, Goddess it’s so good. “Mate.” I mutter, still dizzy and a bit sleep drunk. Until my foggy brain catches up with everything that’s happening. I’m no longer in Olympus, I am back in the conference room and staring down on me is an incredibly angry Alpha. “What are you doing here? Why am I on top of this table?” My gaze

SANTIAGO My kitten somehow filled out in the time she has spent with her family, a healthy blush on her cheeks, alert, fierce eyes and a sass in her step I haven't since the first time I laid my eyes on her.  She leads the way to the packhouse, her head held high like she is royalty. "Like a true Luna." Diego murmurs softly, watching our Mate with the same curiosity and caution as I do. I and I can't