Without further discussion, I followed the Alpha upstairs, my heart racing with each step. My hand gripped the carved banister, and when we arrived at the top, he led me to a large door with a silver handle shaped like a lion's head.He opened it and motioned for me to enter. I walked into a spacious office with dark wood paneling, leather furniture, and a massive stone fireplace. The walls were decorated with expensive artwork and trophies.The Alpha walked around the massive desk, motioning for me to sit in one of the leather chairs. I sat down, daring not to meet his gaze.Someone rushed into the office, strumming a guitar; it was the alpha's friend. The one Natalia had a crush on. I stole a glance at him; he was always smiling, and despite being slightly taller than Alpha Adonis, he was more lanky, whereas Alpha had a toned body.His fingers deftly plucked the guitar strings, and he played a familiar tune."What do you want?" Alpha Adonis asked his friend, pretending to be annoyed
Adonis My phone was pressed against my ear, and I fought the urge to scream at these council members to leave me the fuck alone. The enormous responsibilities bestowed upon me were more manageable when my father was healthy. But now that he was ill, I became the primary target of all scrutiny from friends and foes.After making at least the fiftieth call that evening, and I mean this literally, I groaned into my palms and scribbled notes on a pad of paper. After the final call from my father's best friend, Uncle Axton, I let out a deep yawn, my jaw cracking with a satisfying pop."Oh hell no," I grumbled, almost tossing my phone aside as it buzzed with a text. But it was from Fred, and my shoulders slumped with relief. When I read the message, I broke out into a wide smile."Your little birdie will meet you tonight on the terrace. Break a leg."I smiled so widely that it hurt. Fred was pleased that I was finally interested in one of the girls, and he had been hinting since yesterday
IrisI was dumbfounded as I watched the alpha's gaze consume me. My hand was still extended, and he touched my fingers from thumb to index finger and raised them to the light. I felt a surge of electricity and watched his fingers trace the lines on my palm.His touch was gentle and sensual, and his fingers moved slowly and deliberately as if he were memorizing every curve and crease of my palm. What exactly was he doing? This was strange, but in a good way.But he didn't say anything; he just stared at my hand as if it were the most fascinating thing he would ever see.His gaze flickered up to mine, and we locked eyes for a brief moment. My fears subsided as I spent more time with him. I could tell he wanted to ask me something, but he kept stopping himself, and I wondered what was going on in that head of his.He dropped my hand quickly and tucked his hands into his pocket. His gaze avoided mine, and he turned away, saying a curt "goodnight" before quickly walking away, as if he were
Adonis I stood at the second-floor window, gazing out at the laughter and splashing water below. The girls were naked, skinny-dipping, and having a great time, so I craned my neck to find Iris.She had a soft, inviting look. I wanted to make love to her against this window, with the moonlight shining down on our bodies. I wanted to cup her curvy ass. She had no idea how sexy her butt looked. Her colored hair swirled as she moved. I looked at her as if I were photographing her with my eyes, and something powerful surged through my body. It felt like a tingling in the pit of my stomach; the girl's presence was gradually unlocking my heart and soul, and no matter how hard I tried not to think about her, I could not stop.I felt guilty for gradually moving on from my wife's death and falling for a stranger I barely knew. Isabella would be upset that I was lusting after another woman, I thought ruefully, turning away from the window.My heart ached as memories of Isabella flooded my mind
IrisI sat next to Natalia in the semi-empty lounge, listening to soft country music in the background. Except for a few girls chatting in the far corner, the room was completely empty.I had spent the entire day debating whether or not to tell Natalia about Adonis. I wasn't supposed to trust anyone, especially with something like this. But Natalia was the only friend I had here, and she could possibly help me figure things out. But a voice inside my head warned me not to tell her, because what if she opened her mouth and revealed the secret? I could not take the risk. I was already in too deep, and who knows whether the alpha genuinely liked me or was drawn to my singing voice?Keeping this secret to myself was not a big deal; I could act as if the alpha and I never interacted and still win the game on merit. But Fred was already friendly with me, and Natalia was attracted to him.This was a tough one.Natalia must have noticed me fidgeting with my hands and looking around the room
The Alpha's smile made me melt, but a growing fear in the back of my mind that he would ask us to go outside and transform into wolves made me tremble.That was going to be a disaster because he would discover that my wolf was Omega.There was no denying it now: the alpha was romantically interested in me, and if things continued as they were, I was sure I would win the beauty pageant, which was becoming increasingly complicated.He kissed me again, and I allowed it. The warmth of personal contact made it difficult for me to think clearly.Getting close to the alpha was a bad idea, but I could not help myself because I was already too deep.On the other hand, this could work to my advantage. If he keeps our relationship quiet, perhaps my father will never find out. Perhaps I could keep my head down and enjoy the rest of my life without fear of my father coming after me.My head was spinning, and I had no idea what to do."There is something about you," he said, checking me and taking
Adonis If someone had told me that I would ever feel this way in my life, I would never have believed them. Iris made me feel very peaceful. Being with her made me happy with everything, and I did not want to be with anyone else.It was difficult to ignore the problems around me, but my growing interest in her made me happy. She was getting under my skin in ways I never imagined. I thought losing Isabella had stolen my heart and that I would never be able to love again.And yet, here I am, feeling emotions I thought were long gone. I was ashamed to admit it, but my feelings for Iris may have been stronger than my feelings for my late wife, and the guilt was eating me alive. Why was I moving on so quickly?It was not fair to Isabella's memory, and I felt like I was betraying her, that by loving again, I was somehow dishonoring her memory.Apart from that, there was a major issue I was avoiding: my wolf, my fucking psycho wolf. This problem was a ticking time bomb waiting to go off, an
Iris I crept behind my wolf companion, making sure my footsteps were soft on the grass. The wolf was as restless as usual, with its eyes darting back and forth."Hey," I said, crouching next to it and gently petting its fur. "What's wrong?" I asked softly. "You seem very sad today."The wolf whimpered again, fixing its gaze on me as if waiting for me to save it. I pulled it into a tight hug."I am here for you," I said, kissing the wolf's nose and watching as its body relaxed into my embrace. It was like magic, and I wondered what I was doing to this wolf to make it feel so at ease when it was with me.The poor thing looked so sad. I kept wondering what kind of human was hiding behind that gorgeous fur. Perhaps it was someone who had been hurt and was hiding from the world, like me. It's why I could relate to the wolf.It appeared to be carrying the weight of the world on its shoulders, and I hoped it was not someone who had been mistreated or abused. That would be extremely heartbre