Her voice lured me in like a Siren; five little words, and I nearly lost whatever remained of my self-control. Baron kept his promise and behaved throughout the evening, even when I caught her sweet, innocent scent or felt her skin on mine. But the second she spoke, the second I heard her voice, something in me snapped.
/“You said you would control yourself!”/ I chastise Baron while walking her towards what would be our shared bedroom. She has remained quiet this entire time, with her handmaiden following her, but even in the silence, her presence is overwhelming.
/“Can you blame me, Fenriz?! You felt it too, and you know what she does to us!”/ He says, and I pinch the bridge of my nose in annoyance. /“I will keep my promise and not harm her, but you know as well as I do that we cannot reign this in while she remains unclaimed.”/
I sigh, knowing that what he says is true. However, I have no intention of claiming Umiko tonight, not with the risk hanging over my head.
/“Give me time to figure this out, and I promise you that we will claim her; you will get your mate and offspring once I know that you won’t lose control.”/ I say just as we reach the main bedroom, and Baron slinks away once more. He can pout all he wants; I call the shots right now.
I open the door and step aside so that she may enter first, and her handmaiden tells her that she will wait outside until she is ready for her. Umiko smiles sweetly at her, and I can feel my pulse quicken, but I breathe out a sigh to control the stupid organ in my chest.
When we both walk inside, she looks around the room and frowns before she turns to me and waits for an explanation. A few days ago, I had the main bedroom remodeled to house two separate beds along with a smoked glass partitioning down the middle and separate walk-in closets. We would still share a bathroom, but other than that, I have to keep up the appearance of sleeping with my wife.
“I thought this might be easier for the both of us since I have no intention of consummating this marriage,” I say, keeping my tone indifferent.
“We will not sleep in the same bed?” She asks with a frown and cocks her head to the side; that little movement looking both cute and alluring as fuck.
I nod. “We will sleep separately until the time comes when I need an heir; for now, I will not touch you,” I say, then loosen the braid on my head and run my fingers through my hair. “I’ll be in the shower.”
I watch as she bows her head when I walk past her and stop to tilt her chin so she can look at me. Her eyes seem to shimmer between their dark brown and a jade green, a color that deeply intrigues me.
“Vega women do not look down, Umiko; there is no need to lower your head to me,” I say, then leave the room for the bathroom before she can answer me.
Who would have thought that a silent, submissive woman would come to be my fated mate? I crave the violence and bloodshed of a good hunt and war; I fuck whoever I want to sate my needs and kill without remorse.
And yet this woman has the power to control me like a puppet, and she has no idea. She's my mate; she should be the most precious thing to me... But she's better off without someone like me in her life. I know that I need to reject this Bond so she can live...
However, if tonight proved anything, even the ability to breathe is ripped from me the second she looks my way.
“Get it together,” I growl, stripping from the confines of the suffocating three-piece suit. Tonight I had held it together even though Kaen Tsukishima annoyed the living shit out of me. I'm not too fond of formalities, hate pretending to be something I am not, and hate having to act civil when someone is clearly out to disrespect me and mine.
And that is exactly what happened this evening with her father, that fucker Tsukishima. I know his rules and customs differ vastly from mine, but you do not come into my home and disrespect me or what is mine. He gave his daughter away without so much as a care in the world, and I can tell by her demeanor that she has suffered under him. I didn’t want to get too fucking close or give her the idea that I cared but watching her shrink away in his presence ground my gears to dust.
She’s a fucking proud Vega woman now and needs to own that name.
After my shower, I slip my towel around my waist and walk toward my closet. Umiko is perched on the edge of her bed with her hands in her lap, and when she hears me approach, she stands up but doesn’t look my way.
“You can go in,” I say without sparing her a glance and get my business done.
I need to get some fucking sleep since I’ll have a few important meetings in the morning; today has been enough of a distraction as it is. However, when I eventually fell down on my bed and onto my back, I realized through my exhaustion that the interior designer had made a grave fucking error.
Umiko’s walk-in closet is right in front of my bed when I specifically asked for mine to be closer to the bedroom door.
“Fuck,” I mutter when she walks out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel around her still-damp, slender body. Her hair is wet and hanging down her face in damp tendrils, and her makeup has been removed to show her natural beauty.
Everything about the graceful way she strolls to her closet, even if it was only for a few seconds, shoots straight down to my cock. I thought that would be the end of it, but my breath hitches in my throat when I realize that her fucking floor-length mirror is partially facing me.
I should say something -
“She’s ours, Fenriz. Besides, we’re just watching,” Baron goads me, and I am not sure if it is this fucking pull or the exhaustion rooting me right in the spot.
I watch as she slips the towel from around her body, and I take in the absolute Goddess that is my mate. From the swell of her breasts, her pink nipples, slender legs, and curve of her hips all the way down to her mound: everything about her screams perfection.
I tear my eyes away from the sight of her, knowing that I had just been a fucking perve watching her without her knowledge. These beds will need to be moved tomorrow or something because I can’t risk this again.
She steps out of the walk-in wearing a dark blue silk nightdress that reaches her knees and turns to look at me. Her scent is enveloping this entire room, and it does absolutely nothing for my hardened cock right now.
“I will be going to bed now; goodnight Alp- Fenriz,” she says with a slight blush covering her cheeks before scurrying off to her side of the room.
I don’t know if that was a blush out of shyness or something else, but everything about this woman is so fucking sexy that it is taking everything in me not to go over there and take what’s mine.
And it’s not even Baron in control right now. This is going to be a lot more complicated than I expected.
I felt his eyes on me the entire time I was in my closet last night, but I didn’t dare breathe a word. Legally I am his, and he can do whatever he wants to me, even watch me as I undress. I don’t know what I expected when I walked out to bid him goodnight, but it wasn’t his indifference. Now, as I awake the following morning, I realize that he is nowhere to be seen. Sitting up in bed, I rub the sleep from my eyes and stretch out before walking to the bathroom. After such a stressful day, I actually slept well for a change and had a good night’s rest. I look at myself in the mirror as I brush my teeth, and a smile spreads across my face - a genuine smile for a change. I will not have to worry about my father and his insults; I am actually free of him! Doing a happy little dance, I finish in the bathroom and walk over to my closet to get ready for the day. Ahmya has been quiet and content all morning, and I can spot her lazing about somewhere in my subconscious. It seems she also lo
Very smooth, Fenriz. “Remember who you belong to.” Seriously?! What the fuck made me say something so absolutely immature?“Fuck,” I grumble, grabbing my gloves and jacket from my desk and heading out. I must admit that Umiko asking to see me came as a surprise; I thought she was still terrified of me. Whenever she made eye contact with me, she would blush and look down or avoid my gaze altogether. But today, she asked to see me; I’m sure Andreas will have something to say about that.I walk towards the front door and am immediately hit with her scent, but I brush it off as best I can and head to the garage. These meetings I’m about to attend are some of the most important, so I can’t afford to be distracted today.“You sure you want to go with that?” Andreas says when he sees me next to my Yamaha VMAX, and I shrug.“The city is mine; if I want to show up to a fucking business meeting dressed in leather and stinking of fumes, then I will,” I say, slipping on my leather jacket and ge
What an odd household. The servants here are pleasant, the guards acknowledge me, and I am allowed everywhere, even in the same area as Fenriz’s office. To say that I am not used to this is putting it lightly - I am not a prisoner in my own home.“Is something wrong?” Yui asks me as we walk through the back garden. Marcus, the guard, is walking two paces behind us while his team is spread out in front. I shake my head. “Not really, no. Things are just so different here, wouldn’t you say?”She nods. “People actually look at me when they speak to me,” she murmurs, then gestures towards Marcus. “Even the guards treat me like they’re a lower stature than I am.” “It’s a different world over here, entirely different,” I say, then link my arm with hers and give her a playful smile. “Perhaps we can learn not to be so wary of them?”“I know what you’re doing, and I will not answer you until this suspicious feeling goes away,” she says, rolling her eyes even as she tries to hide her smile. “B
I have spent the last three hours introducing my pack members to Umiko. Most of them welcomed her, while the rest of them looked at her with pity. I know they have no hope for her to live longer than a year; none of my other wives reached their one-year anniversaries with me.After last night’s discovery, I barely slept; even Baron was up all night pacing. What we saw didn’t only surprise the both of us, but it made us realize that we might be in for more than we expected. I find out if this thing inside of her is good or evil, not only that, but what exactly it is. “Everyone is so kind,” she suddenly says, snapping me out of my thoughts, and I turn to look at her. It’s just after 4 pm, and we’re currently walking on our way back to the mansion after meeting the last of the pack. I’ve introduced her to every pack member but one - my father.She’s wearing a light blue autumn dress that clings to her lithe body and has her hair pinned up in a ponytail today. Her eyes are shining with e
I don’t know where the courage came from to face Fenriz after what happened. But now, as I walk away from him, feeling his eyes on my back, my legs are just about to give in./“Head up high, Umiko. He may sense your fear but never let him see it.”/ Ahmya urges me on, and it is by that alone that I make it to the garden patio. Holding on to the handrail, I try to regain my breathing and control the constant beating of my heart. Why did I have to be so honest with him? I don’t know him, and I don’t see the type of person he is, so to assume that he acted out of kindness was just foolish!/“You couldn’t have known that he would react that way,”/ Ahmya assures me, and I place a shaky hand on my chest. /“No, but I should not have assumed anything about him. He is a Lycan Alpha and has certainly killed many people, so I cannot assume he can be kind, or a good person./ I say and sigh. Ahmya looks at me oddly, then turns away. I let my guard down again, simply because I had assumed Fenriz
Andreas looks at me incredulously and shakes his head. “You threatened your fucking wife?” I nod and lift the whiskey tumbler to my lips, seething at my best friend’s tone. “Do you want another play-by-play, asshole?”“You threatened your wife, your fucking Luna, who also happens to be your Fated Mate. The one person you’re supposed to fucking protect and who has already been through shit at the hands of her own father. We’re talking about the same woman here, right?” He says, shaking his head.I breathe out a sigh and look at him over the desk in one of my offices back in the city. There was some witch in one of my casinos trying her shit, and I had to kill her and her entire coven for already swindling three of my hotels out of a cold 5 million.“I didn’t tell you all this so you can chew me the fuck out, Andreas-”“You told me this because you trust me, and I am not only your Beta but your best fucking friend. You told me this because you WANT me to chew you the fuck out and tell
It feels like I have died and gone to pleasure-induced heaven. The way Fenriz controlled my body and made it bend to his will, his gentle touch on my skin and his tongue caressing me. I never thought anyone could make me feel this way and still want more.But as I lay in an ecstasy-laden oblivion, a coldness seemed to envelop the room, and when I opened my eyes to look at Fenriz, something seemed different. Where before he looked at me as some delicious fruit to devour, now I felt like prey under his Lycan gaze.“Fenriz, why are you looking at me like that?” I murmur and sit up, pulling my legs towards my chest. A sliver of fear shoots up my spine when I catch the bloodlust on his scent, and I jump up from the bed as he reaches for me.“What is going on?” I say while attempting to cover my naked body with the tattered night dress. Fenriz stalks towards me, a low growl thrumming in his chest, and I notice that his claws have extended. I can feel my heart slamming against my chest, the
I’m numb.I can’t feel anything; not even Andreas’ blows against my face as he hits me with all his strength. He’s angry, I know, but it doesn’t even touch the way I am feeling right now. We’re in the underground pits underneath the mansion, the only place I could think of coming to after what happened with Umiko.Andreas stops hitting me, and I fall to my knees without any will to get up again. I can feel the wounds and broken ribs already starting to heal, and the wheezing because of my punctured lungs slowly goes away as well. It should be painful, it should hurt like hell and take slow to heal, but for some reason, Baron is preventing my inevitable death. “Are you going to fight back or stand there feeling sorry for yourself?” Andreas' voice is thick with fury as he chastises me; his tattooed fists are a mess of our blood mixed from him punching me so much.I look up at him through the blood dripping down my busted eye and scoff.“The only reason you’re not dead right now is beca