All Chapters of Stubborn Briella : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Erik POV Finding out we have to interrogate one of the wolves I helped years ago made my stomach turn. I know it shouldn’t be such a big deal but going over her case and why we helped her go into hiding makes me feel like this is going to be harder than I thought. The man we helped her escape was named James Rome. We didn’t kill the ones they hid from or wanted to get away from because then we would have a bigger problem on our hands. Hearing the name Rome had to have freaked her out. We promised she wouldn’t have to worry about hearing from him ever again. I’m not sure if he’s the same guy, I wouldn’t be surprised though. I’ve learned with Briella that anything could be possible. Rome refused to speak to me directly without Briella in the room. I didn’t understand why at first until Andrew explained that he can tell through their connection if

Briella POV   “ Would you stop poking me??”  “ I wouldn’t be poking you if you’d just pay attention!” *slap fights*  “BOYS!!” I yelled, making them immediately stop.  “ what’s going on??” Questioning them was probably the worst thing I could have done. Honestly these two could be fighting about the stupidest thing that listening to them trying to explain will make my brain hurt.  “ You know what, never mind. Matt I need you to go get me coffee please and then come back here because I have some business to discuss with you” I command him to get up bowing his head. But couldn’t leave the room before punching Andrew in the shoulder. 

Last night? I don’t even know how to explain last night. Any fairy tale you would be hearing me say it was magical.. the best night of my life. But honestly it was painful, But pleasurable nonetheless. I can still feel his lips on my inner thighs and the way his hands lifted me and traced every inch of my body. I’ve never felt something so stimulating before. He brought out a side of myself I didn’t know existed. Running my fingers against the soft texture of the blanket I keep my eyes close trying to keep the images of last night alive. Taking in a deep breath slowly, I open my eyes again. Moving my hand slowly up the blanket and to my neck. We marked each other last night. My mother always tried her hardest to explain to me how painful it will be because I’m not connected with my wolf like most. Tracing my fingers over the already scabbed over mark, it didn’t hurt as much as she said. Maybe it’s because we mixed p

*five  weeks later* “ So how do we address this?” Tommy asked putting his hands in his pockets  “ We are going to meet up with her at the restaurant she picked. It’s where she feels most comfortable. You three are going to be there as well but out of sight. Blend in. I mean it, one wrong move and she will flee.” I say with a straight face  “ got it” he said clearing his throat  “ Alpha  Erik, you really got your hands full. She is very um scary.” He commented nodding his head  “ well fuck this up and she’ll get a whole lot scarier.” Erik laughed, kissing me on the forehead.  “ We leave in two hours exactly, not a minute later.” I command wa

Erik made me get a once over by the doctor before we left this morning. I watched his facial reactions when he said I was fine to leave. I could tell he wanted something to come up that would make me have to stay here but releaf fell on his face knowing everything was fine. He made sure to pack plenty of snacks for myself for the trip and told the men to get comfortable because if we needed to stop for anything I wanted that we didn’t have or if I had to pee we were going to, no matter how many times. Since we aren’t going to be there for almost 12 hours from now I didn’t dress up to fancy. Just some sweat pants and a loose fitting t-shirt.  They have scheduled to meet up with her for breakfast tomorrow morning so we will be staying in a hotel for the night. I also made them bring a blanket in case I get cold. The three men piled in the back seat keep bitching about leg room. We told them they could take a different car but insisted on riding wit