>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
>I did not speak the whole way back. My face was too hot, my heart was about to explode from what it had just experienced, and my head was too busy knitting scenarios that I wasn’t sure would ever come true.Maisie had seen me walk away and might’ve thought my mood was John’s fault or all my other troubles. Thankfully she had just hugged me and drove me home with a, “I’m sorry today didn’t turn out the way we had hoped. We’ll talk more whenever you are ready.”She had dropped me home and went back to hers.I had told Aunt Julie to take the day off, there was not much to do in the house with everything else going on. She had taken quite a lot of persuasion to go for a walk and get some fresh air.I had spent the rest of the day researching about all of the rest of the council members to keep my mind off of the horse-riding lesson and to refocus on helping my Dad.I had made tons of notes on which council member was not suited for my Dad’s case and why. Even though they all
>Xavier had not been able to get his mate out of his head. The events of the day kept replaying in his head. He wanted her and there was no denying that. It didn’t matter that he was waiting for his first love to return and fall back into his arms. Zoe was his mate and that bond, even without true mating was irresistible. He knew she felt it too. If she didn’t she wouldn’t have joined him on the horseback.Which why, after hours of howling by Spike in his head, Xavier picked up the phone and texted her. Since they were mates, there was no way she could move on or ignore him.The text conversation proved his point.As she confirmed about coming to his place, he got up and showered before stepping into the kitchen. He was going to fuck her. That much was clear for both of them.But that did not mean, he was not going to give her the Alpha treatment. None of his girls had ever been able to go to anyone else, and as proud as he was of himself in bed, he knew a lot of a gent
> “Didn’t know Alpha Coucilor Shaw is a brand ambassador of all types of candles.” I smirked. I was grateful but didn’t know how to say thank you for the light, without sounding cheezy. “I can’t help myself when there is a damsel in distress.” He shrugged, returning my smirk. “Really? Or maybe you just like to show off your candle-collecting hobby to your house guests.” I commented, trying not to smile at the silliness of it all. “Hmm, that would require a lot of house guests, and I, just got my first in a long time.” He spoke slowly. His voice deepened with each step he took towards me. My body tingled with anticipation. “First in a long time?” I asked in the same low tone. It was like speaking louder would break the bubble that had just formed. Suddenly there was a bright flash of lightning in the sky that lit up the whole room for a few seconds. I knew what was next. It made me immediately close my eyes as tightly as I could and plug my fingers in my ears. Xa
>I rolled over in my sleep and found the bed empty beside me.It had been a long while since I had slept this well, but thankfully it couldn’t erase how most of the night had gone.The storm was over.I sat up, covering my naked body with the blanket and looking around groggily.Xavier was not in the room, but his shirt was. I decided to shower first.His bathroom was just as glorious as the rest of his house.I picked up the shirt from the back of a chair where he had probably placed it after tossing it around carelessly last night.It was too big for me so I only did one button under my breasts and left the rest of it to hang off of one of my shoulders. It reached my thigh, enough that I didn’t even wear my underwear, excited for his reaction. I folded the sleeves up so I could use my arms.I brushed my wet hair but left it untied, placing it on one side, accentuating my shaved side. ‘I should really get it tattooed,’ I thought to myself. Kicking myself for not bringin
>I left Xavier’s home in the afternoon. He had work to take care of and I had overstayed my visit. Also, I knew that Aunt Julie would start to get worried. And I had a couple of messages from Maisie asking where I was.After Xavier and I had made the deal about him helping my Dad, I went ahead and blocked John’s number from my phone and on all social media that we used to follow each other. The only way we were going to contact each other was through Xavier, in a formal setting under Werewolf laws. I did not trust him any other way.I returned home to find that Aunt Julie had gone to get some fresh groceries and I was grateful. Because I wanted to get myself dressed up properly before giving her the good news.I chose a beige turtleneck Jumper with a sexy heart cut-out at the perfect place to reveal some skin but not too much that it looks slutty or makes me feel cold. I intended to go to Maisie’s home to deliver the news in person.Even though, we still had paperwork t