Your wolf like ways so oft recurring In my mind like mourning doves. Lillia Talts Morrison. The next few days passed in a blur for Annie. Work was as busy as usual and if she wanted any free time at the weekend then she was going to have to mark the finished assignments that had been submitted early. She would stay up late each night trying to get as far ahead as she could, it was better than sleeping anyway as she was still dreaming of Hugh every time she closed her eyes. Still, even though she felt tired, she was still happier than she had felt in ages, to the point that even her colleagues had noticed. By Wednesday night, Annie was already deciding what she was going to wear to dinner and she had managed to book a table at a little French restaurant by the river that she was particularly fond of. Amelie phoned that evening to see how Annie and Sabine were doing. “I’m fine Amelie, really I am. Erm...while we are chatting, did you give anyone my address when we were at Aimeé’s
To her he seemed experienced in mind matters, in wolf matters... he made her soul dance, her breathless heart never stood a chance. N.R. Hart. Saturday went by in a blur, by the time Annie had marked the remaining assignments and done some housework it was almost four in the afternoon. Her phone buzzed and when she checked the screen there was a message from Hugh. Free for coffee? Annie thought for a moment about inviting him to her house. She didn’t usually invite people to her home, she guarded her privacy resolutely and it was what had kept her wolf hidden all these years, her home was her safe haven and the only place where she could truly be herself. It entered her mind that she only needed to be guarded with her human friends but she could be herself with Hugh so perhaps she could afford to drop her guard a little. It was becoming obvious to Annie that she and Hugh were growing closer, and it was only a matter of time before they completed the mate bond, the pull to him was
I am drowning in a sea of desire and the only one who can save me is you. Christy Ann Martine After a collecting a night cap in the bar, Annie and Hugh retired to his room, the bar was busy and noisy so they took their drinks upstairs. Hugh wasted no time in unzipping her dress, desperate to see her bare again. She undid the clasp of the halter neck behind her hair and holding the top of the dress up with one arm, removed her shoes with her other hand. She was feeling surprisingly shy but all the negative feelings melted away when a naked Hugh slid her dress down her body, undressing her until she stood naked in front of him. He worshipped her body, starting at her neck, working his way downwards pausing to kiss and nibble each nipple. Annie’s breath hitched in her throat as she felt herself turn to liquid, how could anyone make her feel like this? He didn’t stop until he reached her thighs before pressing his tongue into her most sensitive area making her legs almost collapse
Since all is well, keep it so: wake not a sleeping wolf. William Shakespeare. Alpha Armstrong looked up from his papers with no emotion on his face to give Hugh any clue as to why he was there. Hugh held the Alpha’s gaze keeping his expression as blank as he could. “Remember that deal you did a couple of years ago for the tenements in Edinburgh?” asked Alpha Armstrong. After a brief pause, Hugh realised that the Alpha hadn’t got him there to talk about Annie, he pulled his senses together and mustered an answer. “Yes Alpha, we did very well out of it as I remember.” “Well I hear from my contacts that another has come up for sale and they are trying to sell it on the quiet. It seems they don’t want to deal with us again, I wonder why?” said Alpha Armstrong with a wry smile. “Look at price and if you think they are worth it, buy them for half the asking price using any method you have to.” “Yes Alpha” replied Hugh feeling unbelievable relief. The Alpha handed him a file with all t
Only a true wolf will fall in love with the moon. Unknown Author. Annie hung up the phone, and smiled to herself. Sabine was excited about the thought of going for a run with Hugh’s wolf as was Annie, she had often wondered what Knox looked like. Her phone beeped, it was an email from Hugh and once she clicked on it she saw a first class e-ticket for Edinburgh. “First class, swanky!” cooed Sabine. “Yeah!” agreed Annie, she had never travelled first class in her life. Annie assumed that Hugh would post the key card to her and it would arrive sometime the next day, but at home that evening there was a knock at the door. Upon answering it, Annie found a courier on her doorstep and after signing for the envelope she took it into the kitchen to open it. Inside, there was a gold key card and a hand written note from Hugh. After directions from the station and various key codes, he had written, Thanks for agreeing to come, I refuse to spend a weekend without you. H xx She went upst
For the man dealt in a lost land of boulders and broken men. G.K. Chesterton Edward Addison sat at his desk silently fuming, he had just has a meeting with Adair the stupid prick son of his cousin and his thoughts were running out of control. Just when he had tried to do something almost legitimate he’d been out manoeuvred once again. He needed this tenement badly as his illegal activities had generated so much money he was having trouble moving it through his usual channels, currently he had £120,000 pounds piled up in a warehouse across town and he needed to move it. He flicked through the file Adair had got from Crozier, where the fuck the guy got his information from he had no idea, it was all there though, everything, every plant he had in place, the routes of the drugs, the money, everything. “FUCK” he shouted out loud. The first time was bad enough, he’d only let it go because it had taken years and a lot of money to get Adair in place but Crozier was taking the piss now.
For love, little lone wolf, it’s hard to be welcoming but please do notice that tiny home in your heart, it needs some brushing of that dust collected from years of being deserted. The Silent Warrior. Annie had spent another busy week at work, she was getting used to cramming everything in during the week so she could spend the entire weekend with Hugh. On Thursday, Annie received another train ticket from Hugh followed by a phone call. “Stay with me again this weekend?” “I’d love to.” Sabine was running in circles with excitement. “I’ll fill the fridge,” said Hugh seductively, “I’m not planning on letting you get dressed at all until it’s time to go home.” “I won’t bother bringing any clothes in that case.” replied Annie laughing. Hugh was pleased at her reaction as he didn’t want her to be seen out with him considering he had been followed earlier in the week. She would be safe enough in the apartment, the doorman was a Reiver and the place was incredibly secure, he would p
He’s mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf. William Shakespeare. Thompson was pissed off, he had been sat outside Hugh’s apartment building for almost twenty four hours and there was no sign of the fucker. They had been sat out here in shifts since fucking Wednesday and there was no sign of him, he had gone north but surely he had to come back at some point. Every time a car left the building, if they couldn’t see who was in it they had to follow it. So far, he’d followed someone to visit their parents, he’d tailed someone to dinner and another to the airport for fucks sake. Thompson was starting to think he had made a mistake and the fucker wasn’t in there at all. This had to be where he’d had gone, otherwise Crozier had rounded a corner and disappeared in a puff of smoke so he must live here, right? This was taking too much man- power as far as Thompson was concerned, there were four cars here all just waiting. Addison was really spooked by this guy and Thompson didn’t blame hi