>Xavier had not seen me yet, he was busy in a conversation with a tall attractive woman wearing a tight pencil skirt. Her luscious blonde curls were bouncing as she walked in her stilettos. She had unhidden lust for the man walking beside her, focusing on the file in his hand as they walked towards her.“Thank you so much, Xavier. You have been a great help to me in getting my husband's inheritance. You're wonderful!” She placed a hand on his thick bicep as they stopped close enough for her to overhear them.Xavier turned to face the woman, surely he knew what was going through her head and those obvious flirty touches. He closed the file in his hand and handed it back to her, “Your husband tried to create complications, but his case was weak from the start. I didn’t have to do much.”“Oh, don’t be humble. The case had other members of the Council baffled. And then, you came and worked your magic. Everything got solved in less than a week.”She smiled suggestively, flippi
>My mind blanked at his words. I knew what I wanted but I hadn’t thought out how I would actually say it.He raised a curious eyebrow at my silence, making me kick myself inwardly and shake myself out of my stupor.“I wanted to give you, your coat back.” I brought up the bag with his coat, that I stopped on the way to get dry-cleaned, “I got it cleaned. Once again, thank you for lending it to me.” Did I see a frown on his gorgeous face? Was he disappointed at my words? The expression had shifted so quickly, it could just be a figment of my imagination.Maybe I wanted him to feel more.But his smirk was back instantly as he took the bag from me, “So, you just came to return my coat?” I nodded. Of course, I had more to say. I just needed to build up my courage and was waiting for him to invite me to his office to talk properly, instead of here near the reception. The receptionist had been giving me jealous eye since Xavier had walked toward me.“Well, Thanks.” He said a
>The meeting had been a success.It was expected.I never failed.Alpha Daniels ran a tough bargain. But I found a common ground to make everything work.Spike had howled at me throughout the meeting, despite the mental block I had to put up for him. It had only dimmed his voice in my head.He wanted to me drop everything and go to Zoe. He craved contact with her wolf, which was only possible to begin if we were close, as close as sex.I walked towards my car, exhausted, “Jacob, clear my schedule for the rest of the day. I am going to my loft. And make sure no one disturbs me.”“Yes, sir.” That’s what I like to hear.I got into my car and nodded at the driver to take me home.On the way, I scoured the social media for Zoe.I knew if I didn’t Spike won’t even let me sleep in peace. Plus, I was curious to know about whom the Moon Goddess had chosen for me.I found her socials. She did not have a loud online personality.I liked that about her for some reason.In most of
>I had walked back to my car numb and hopeless.I did not know where to go or what to do anymore. I did not want to go home and face Aunt Julie yet. I did not have the courage to face her with my failure.I hadn’t been to see my father since he was imprisoned in the pack house jail. I knew John would never allow me to meet him anyway.My brain only realized when I was parking my car that my body had taken me to my best friend’s home. I hadn’t seen Maisie since she told me about this whole debacle with my dad. She didn’t even know how awfully John had broken up with me and what an A-class douchebag he was.I had been so consumed with my pity party, that I had missed her even during John’s engagement. She wouldn’t been so worried.I knocked on her door, so exhausted, I didn’t even have the energy to cry anymore.She opened the door and immediately crushed me in a hug the moment she realized it was me.“Oh, Zoe! I am so so so so sorry, girl.” She kept saying in my ear. I hu
>Maisie had spent the whole day before the race to go shopping and get me a full parlor treatment because apparently, I had been neglecting myself of late.The Races started early in the morning so we had to wake up even earlier.I groaned as I felt Maisie pull the covers off of me and I rolled over.“Come on! It’s the big day! Let’s go save Uncle Simmons, girl!” She said, when I didn’t move she threatened, “Don’t make me use the tried and true method of water spray. I don’t want to dry my pillows.” Yes, I had stayed over at her place.Everything back home reminded me of John, his cheating and shameless ways, his frauds, and his stupid offers and deals. Maisie had informed Aunt Julie to not wait for me and I was grateful to still have some people in my life who still cared.“Okay, Okay! I’m up! No need for the big guns!” I groaned again but stayed up stretching anyway.Once we were both showered, she showed me what she had picked for me.It was an elegant white backless
>All I wanted was peace. All I wanted was to be away to clear my mind.Was that too much to ask?Apparently, yes, it was.Because, as I walked away from the crowd, I noticed riders getting ready for the races with their horses.Lo and behold, Xavier Shaw was there, supporting a mouthwatering rider’s outfit, in his Pack colors. His pack’s Blood Crescent sigil was sewn on his shoulder pads and the front of the jacket, with the number 004 sewn on the back in a large black number.I stopped in my tracks and almost stumbled at the sight. He had not noticed me, I think.He had a huge Black stallion by his side, whose saddle was getting checked by another professional.Xavier’s hair was a mess, even before riding, giving him a bad-boy persona as he wore and tightened his gloves.My dirty creative mind immediately drew a scene with him wearing those gloves for me and tightening something around my wrists instead of his.I shook my head as he was about to turn and I turned my bac
>I won, but at what cost?The moment I had picked her scent Spike had been going insane in my head. For once, I had expected to be free on my horse but no, she had to follow me here too. Was she really following me? Or was I wanting her to?I wanted to focus on the race. I had never lost one. But I felt surprisingly jumpy this time. My second chance mate was in the audience.Spike howled. He wanted us to win, not for the pride of it, but for her. He wanted to put on a show. I had to take special care to keep him in check.And still, I lost control. The moment I saw her watching me from the stands, Spike took over. He did the unthinkable. Blowing her a kiss in front of so many packs. It was a momentary lapse of control that I did not know how to fix. I was unsure if I wanted to.My heart was stuck on Claire. But, my head and Spike, knew Zoe was the one for us. How was supposed to make a decision?I walked back to my magnificent horse after taking a work call from my se
>I was rethinking my life choices.What had gotten me into this position?One moment, I was alone with my worries, and now, I was sitting on a horse in front of the one man who had started to haunt my not-so-innocent dreams.He brought his hands around me and held the horse’s reigns, even though it was tied.His face leaned closer to my back as I felt his hot breath send tingles down my spine, “First step, get on it.” He said in a slow voice.“Already here.” I replied, reciprocating the tone.“Good girl.” His words did something. It was an exciting something. I liked it.“Next, you get the feel of the saddle.” He placed a hand on my naked thigh as the short dress had moved scandalously up when I had spread my legs wide to sit on the horse. And that is why you don’t ride horses in dresses.He moved his hips behind me, allowing me to follow the pattern and begin moving my hips too.I heard him swallow behind me.Was riding a horse as easy as this? I was confused, why did pe