“W-what do you mean? I-I saw... A guy came here, he said you sent him to fix the leaking pipe and I let him in and—” Her throat felt clogged up. Claire's heart was beating rapidly in her chest. “Maybe you don't remember?” She asked, hoping they'd say yes. If they didn't hire Viktor, then who did? “You let him in?” Cameron asked angrily, already jumping to his feet. Claire flinched at his tone as she tried not to cower away from his furious gaze. She met his gaze fiercely. “I mean how would I have known that you didn't hire him?!” She shouted, matching his tone. “You both weren't even there when I woke up!” “What did he look like?” Callan spoke for the first time since they arrived home. She looked at him hoping to see the usual soft expression he always held for her but instead she was met with an hard scowl directed at her. When she didn't give him a response, he raised his voice at her for the first time. “Fucking answer me, Claire!” He growled, taking determined steps towards he
Elena's head snapped to the door as Xavier walked into their bedroom with a tired face. Ignoring her, he walked into the bathroom and she heard him turn on the shower. She sighed, trying not to let his attitude get to her but it was so goddamn hard. He has been ignoring her like the plague ever since they had sex and he's beginning to get on her last nerve. She couldn't help but feel like he was only using her for her body but it wouldn't be right to say that. She had very much wanted him too but not just for his body but his attention and love too. It's been over six months since she met him and she couldn't recall one moment when they just sat and talked or cuddled like normal couples do. Sex was the only thing that brought them together. It was sad and heartbreaking at the same time. Was it wrong to want her mate to treat her like she was worthy and not just some dirty trash bag he can get his fill of and toss away afterwards? Xavier walked out of the bathroom with a towel w
“W-what?” Elena stuttered, looking at her mate's tense figure through the mirror. “It's not possible, I mean—” Xavier cut her off. “You didn't take your pill.” She flinched at his tone, staring at him with wide eyes. “Did you?” He asked calmly. “I- I forgot...” She ducked her head in shame, knowing she had fucked up big time. How could she have forgotten to take her contraceptives? It was so unlike her. She always remembered to take it. But, for the past three months, she had completely stopped taking them. She thought their intimacy was a one time thing. But it kept on happening and happening and happening. She was so lost in the bliss of ecstasy. Goddess. “You forgot? You forgot? Why the fuck would you forget to take your pills, Elena! How could you be so fucking careless!” He shouted loudly, banging his fist on the counter. Elena backed away from him as she stared at him in shock. “How dare you try to put this all on me? You always insisted on going raw, maybe if you had wor
“Claire? I need you. C-can you come here?” Claire's eyebrow furrowed at the devastation in her best friend's voice. “Lena, are you alright? What's wrong?” Claire asked in worry. “I can't tell you over the phone. Can you come to the pack's hospital?” She asked shakily, Claire could tell she had been crying. Now that just made her more curious. Hospital? What the hell was Elena doing in the hospital? Then dread filled her body. Has Xavier done something to her? Before she could speak her mind, Elena disconnected the call. Claire immediately dropped her phone on the bed and made a beeline towards her closet, she threw on a more appropriate clothing and walked out of her room. The house was dead silent. It's been two days since she's last seen her mates. A wave of sadness suddenly hit her. She missed them. Goddess, she missed them so much. She's never gone that long without seeing or talking to them and it breaks her heart every time she gets a whiff of their scent in the house. They
Claire went back home after tucking Elena to bed. She had been disappointed that Xavier wasn't there when Elena needed him the most. She knew he was cold hearted like her mate's but she didn't know it would go that far. She let out a sigh as she walked into the living room, scratching her eyes. She already felt so sleepy. She froze mid step as a familiar scent drifted through her nostril. They were here. Cameron and Callan were here. Her wolf howled with happiness and she was excited. It felt like she hadn't seen them for ages. She looked up to meet their golden eyes already staring at her. She squirmed under their passive stare and she could see the desire burning through their eyes before it disappeared. “Y-you're back.” She said quietly, avoiding their eyes. She suddenly didn't know how to behave in front of her own mates. She heard their footsteps on the other side and made her realize that they were walking away without even acknowledging her presence. She immediately flew to
Today is the day. The day that had been greatly anticipated. The day of the annual ball. She had earlier been excited about this day but now she couldn't help but be nervous. Cameron and Callan were supposed to be her date for this ball, but they weren't even speaking with her. The silver dress was staring at her in her closet but she couldn't even look at it right now. Her heart felt so heavy and it was taking a lot of restraint to stop her from bursting into tears. It felt too painful to keep them all bottled in. Why do bad things always happen to good people? Ever since she told her mates everything she's been hiding from then, it was unmistakable that they were flatout ignoring her now. To think she was starting to fall in love with them. Just when something good is about to happen to her, another horrible thing always ruins it. Was she cursed to never be happy? A traitorous tear slid down her cheeks. She didn't even feel like going to the ball anymore. Right on cue, there was
The door slammed behind Elena snapping her back to reality. She only just realized that Elena had run out of the room. As much as Claire wanted to hate her for running away, she couldn't blame her. It was her fault for hiding such a huge secret all these months. Anyone would have the same reaction as her if they were told that their best friend wasn't just a normal girl like her. Claire's lips curled downwards and she let out a sigh and sat on her bed. She had approximately two hours to get ready for the ball. Claire immediately rushed to the bathroom to take a much needed shower. She knew Elena was in shock right now and she didn't want to stress her or it would hurt the baby. She let out a sigh as the warm water cascaded down her naked body. She ran her hands from her breasts down to her core. She was so frustrated and needed a release. Badly. Cameron and Callan barely looked at her, talked more if touching her and she had tried to suppress her arousal but it was so hard. She ba
Claire slowly opened her eyes, her head throbbing with pain. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she realized that she was in a small room, with no windows and no visible source of light. Panic began to set in as she tried to move her hands and realized that they were bound tightly behind her back. She tried to scream, but a rag had been shoved into her mouth, muffling her cries.So she hadn't been dreaming of being kidnapped after all. It was real. The ropes digging into her skin was enough proof of that. As she struggled to free herself, she could faintly make out the silhouette of a man standing in the corner of the room. Fear crept over her as she asked him in a muffled voice, "Where am I? Who are you? You were the one who knocked me out?" She asked in fear, slowly backing up against the wall. She felt trapped. Why was she kidnapped? What could they possibly want from her? She had nothing to offer! Nothing. The man stepped forward, his features still obscured by the shadows. "Y