Semua Bab ENTANGLED WITH HER ALPHA STEPBROTHERS: Bab 171 - Bab 180

SCARLETTMom was currently supervising the moving of mount Everest into the house, or at least a vanity mirror that matched its dimensions.“Take it upstairs, the last room at the end of the second floor,” she directed the poor moving men that were saddled with lifting her newest addition to her vain collection of mirrors.“You have a dressing room with seven mirrors, mom. Was this entirely necessary?” I asked, mouth agape in sheer wonder as more staff trooped on with countless shopping bags.“None of those mirrors are from Spain, handcrafted by an artist from Van Gogh’s lineage and traced with red diamond along along the edges,” she argued, her eyes following the staff as they carried in her luggage and what seemed like an entire mall worth of shopping.“Uh, I’m just gonna go into my room, I’ve had a long day,” I yawned and turned away from her, feigning tiredness to escape her.I’d barely taken a step away from her when I felt her grab my wrist and surprisingly pull me into a crushi

LOGANThe reminder staring back at me on my notification bar made dread crawl down my spine.Ashley had cheerily added a reminder to my schedule so I’d have no excuses to miss our move in day. It was the next day and I still didn't feel a shed of excitement about living with the woman I’ve loved for what feels like an eternity.Instead of anticipation, I felt webs of anxiety jumbled in the pit of my stomach.The paradise that should've been the theme of our love story was killed off the day I realized that Scarlett was my mate, and all that was left was the incessant arguing and sexless frustration that threatened to tear us apart.More than anything, I wanted to delay the move, or to find a reason concrete enough to completely revoke it without Ashley going off the rails. I just hated the thought of being farther away from Scarlett when living in the same house as her didn't feel close enough.Any more distance would kill me, I knew it.My inability to find a reason to stay close to

SCARLETTI awoke with a groggy feeling and a soreness in parts of my body I didn’t recall overworking.“Ugh,” I groaned as I stretched out of bed, “how much did I have to drink last night?” I asked myself as I got to my feet gingerly.I blamed Emma.Last night, she’d called me with good news that she’d bagged a better job opportunity and she insisted that we drink together over FaceTime to celebrate since we both hated the cluster and noisy ensemble of clubs.As crazy as she was, she didn't let me end the call until I emptied a bottle of Vodka and she emptied one of Tequila.But that didn't explain why I felt somewhat sore, nor did it help me make sense of how I got into bed because I vividly remember not having the willpower to move a muscle after the last swig of alcohol.I shook my head and frowned at my memory lapse as I headed into the bathroom.I was still trying to pull together my thoughts as I brushed while looking in the mirror when I spotted some marks on my neck. I paused,

The ground opening up to swallow me wouldn't be enough, I needed to dissipate into thin air and never re-materialize.“Logan! Are you in there!?” Ashley’s annoyed tone matched the aggressive banging on the door that followed.I wanted to scream my head off to ease the tension wrecking my nerves, but I knew that would only worsen things, so I clasped a hand over my mouth tightly and blinked at Logan repeatedly as my way of asking him for help in morse code.Weirdly, he seemed to understand and moved closer, leaning towards my ear to whisper.“Relax, I’ll fix this,” the determination in his voice wasn't enough to keep me grounded, because there was definitely no way out of the mess we’d landed in.To worsen things, Ashley banged the door even harder, like was seconds from breaking it to pieces just to reach him, and for a moment I wondered how she’d been harboring this psychotic behavior under the angelic exterior she showed everyone.“Are you ignoring me, Logan? If you're in there, you

LOGANOne fucking week in oblivion.That’s what being iced out by Scarlett felt like, and it was much worse because I was living with Ashley now and couldn't hope to bump into Scarlett at home and demand an explanation for her recent behavior towards me.Death would be a much kinder sentence than losing access to Scarlett, I and my wolf knew it, as did my vampire half. We craved her presence more than sanity, more than life itself, and though I saw her almost every day, she barely said a word to me, and it was driving me insane because getting the cold shoulder only made me want her more.For someone who’d offered me her wrist a week ago, her sudden switch in behavior was puzzling, maddening even.The worst part was that I couldn't find a way to get her alone so we could hash things out because Ashley seemed to be shadowing my every move. I’d texted Scarlett countless times so we could talk over the phone instead, but she didn't even bother to open my messages.All I got from her was