I feel Creed’s parting kiss but my focus is solely on the woman in front of me. Rebecca is refusing to meet my eye even as the elevator doors close and I can no longer sense Creed. Not only that, but I don’t think I have ever seen her so flushed before. What exactly did Sage and her talk about?“Is it bad?” I blurt out, but her head remains down. But then she sighs and shrugs her shoulders.“I don’t know, Cherie,” she says, throwing her hands up. “If I do this, if I give him what he wants then I get my Court back. Everything I have ever done has been for them; this is something I’ll need to do even if I hate it.”“No,” I say with a shake of my head. “How do you know he’s telling the truth about your Court? How do you know they’re still alive after all this time?”“Because he showed me,” she murmurs. “And I spoke with my mother and handmaiden on his cell phone; he has them stashed away somewhere to use as leverage so he gets what he wants out of me.”I can’t help it. Even though she’s
-Caught Cherie still at the gym, will take her home-I’ve been staring at this text from Luka for over half an hour trying to make sense of it. Why is Cherie at the gym so late? Not only that, but she went back to the gym knowing Rebecca would be leaving with Sage tomorrow. Fuck, I should’ve gotten her number today to check up on her.“You’re up late.”I turn to face my uncle Viktor walking into the living room where I’m seated in front of the fireplace. He walks over to the crystal decanters, pours us each two fingers of bourbon, and hands one over to me.“Couldn’t sleep,” I say, which is partially true. “What’s your excuse?”He chuckles and sits down next to me. “I find being asleep restricting,” he says and I raise my eyebrow at that. “What I mean is, ever since I came back I’ve been restless. I want to experience everything at the same time, so sleep sort of eludes me.”“Ah, so you’re greedy to live your life?”“Damn right, I am,” he says with a smile and takes a sip of his drink
Rebecca was gone before I even woke up this morning. The only thing she left was a note saying she’d be back soon and to please not worry about her. Things are getting stranger by the minute when it comes to Rebecca and Sage, but then again it’s her business.If she wanted to tell me what it was, she would have.I didn’t really get much sleep last night either. With the vivid nightmares I’ve been having since I left my parent’s place down to the fact that I haven’t seen that odd girl, Arlen, again. So today I am cranky as hell with my best friend up and leaving without even saying goodbye to me.It's 6 pm when I leave the gym and contemplate having an early supper somewhere. I don’t want to go back to the empty penthouse with my thoughts running rampant. It feels like two people are dodging me and I don’t know why.Creed said he’d be late today, I didn’t think he meant he wouldn’t show. Damn it, I could kick myself for not getting his number and even though I told him I want to take i
-Cherie-I don’t want to turn around because I know I’m going to crumble into little pieces in front of the man I did not want to meet so soon. But I mustered up my strength to face the absolute legend, Alpha Kai Volkov.Even in his old age, the man looks like a powerhouse. I see where Creed gets his stature from because this man is massive - I feel dwarfed just looking up at him! Wearing a black t-shirt and jeans with combat boots, he seems awfully at ease. His long blonde hair, now silver, is braided down his back, crow's feet and wrinkles marr his face but he doesn’t seem like an elderly man.No way, this man could still kick ass if need be.“A-Alpha Kai-” I start but he cuts me off with a smile and a wave of his hand.“I haven’t been an Alpha for years, you can call me Kai,” he says with a slight smile on his face, crinkling those crows feet even more. “You must be Cherie, yes?”I nod my head. “Yes, that’s me, that’s my name,” I mumble like an idiot and feel the blood rising to m
Making Cherie smile has come to be my favorite pastime. Knowing I can get her to relax after she’s been through hell, has sort of become like a drug to me. So I’ve done nothing but try to cheer her up this evening.We finished our supper together an hour or so ago, now we’re up in my bedroom. I’m sitting on my bed with my back against the headboard while she’s settled in between my legs; her back against my chest.With her wearing my shirt, or rather drowning in it, my arms around her waist and our fingers intertwined, this feels perfect.“So are you going to tell me what happened this afternoon or keep me in the dark longer?” she asks with a smile in her voice and turns her head around to face me. “Were you hoping I’d forget?”“Something like that,” I admit, not really wanting to go into detail about what happened with Alpha Vicente. But if Cherie is going to be part of this pack, then I suppose she needs to know about the Bratva side of my family. “There’s-”“Is it Russian Mafia bus
I walk into the penthouse in a daze because I’m pretty sure last night never happened. I know I didn’t spend the night at Creed’s place and hit it off with him without even trying. There’s no way I felt so at ease in his company while sitting in between his legs. Gods, I must be dreaming. Floating upstairs to my bedroom, I fall down on the bed with a wide smile on my face. Creed’s scent is still on me, I can still feel his mouth on my neck as he coaxed me into two full-blown orgasms with his fingers alone. A shiver shoots up my spine and a giggle bubbles over my lips at the thought alone. The more time we spend together, the closer we get, and I don’t think we can blame the Mate Bond if I fall in love with him. “Oh, this is different,” I nearly jump out of my skin when I hear a somewhat familiar voice and spin around to see Arlen standing behind me with her arms crossed. This time she’s dressed in what seems to be a red evening gown and her red hair is draped over one shoulder in
I’ve just dropped Cherie off at the penthouse with her promising to stay home for the day, now I’m back in my study on the estate. Last night I stayed wrapped up in her, but even after she left my bedroom and her scent lingered, it didn’t push away my apprehension about today’s meeting.I’ll be choosing a bride for Vicente Reyes - a sacrifice to bridge the gap between two powerful packs.When I spoke to my father about this yesterday, he advised me that sometimes sacrifices need to be made so wars don’t break out. It reminded me of Viktor’s words the other evening after our run together.“While the clubs are under strict renovation for the next month, you need to make sure our staff still receive their salaries. They’re good and trustworthy, you don’t want to lose them,” he says and I make yet another note.“Security will need to be pushed up as well; these fuckers snuck in in the dead of night to plant the bombs. Luckily Alexei could salvage the CCTV footage and we caught the asshol
I’m up front in the black SUV with Luka at my side and Viktor in the back with Inessa. The poor girl got dressed up this time and is staring out of the window with her head held high. Her belongings weren’t much, and it was quite sad to see her only bring one small duffel. Then again, her family refused to come along to say goodbye, so I wonder what exactly has been going on in the Baranov household. Bringing the SUV to a stop in front of the restaurant I had booked, we get out and I pull Inessa to my side. She gives me an apprehensive look and then allows me to steer her toward the front door. “Viktor, stay by my side. Luka, you and Alexei keep an eye; we cannot afford another fuck up like last time,” I say, and they nod before walking off to their respective places. I spot Vicente sitting off to one side with a younger man next to him. They’re deep in discussion, with the younger one arguing in Spanish: he thinks this is a bad idea and does not trust us at all. /“Elias Reyes; t