Lenox povI love it when a woman has such an intense reaction to every word I say, every part of her body I touch, and every threat I make. Meeting someone half as crazy as me is a miracle, and while I would never call Sarah crazy, she's freaky. I mean, this chick is hiding some dark shit she enjoys. That whole thing with the knife? It was a playful test to see how she would react. Although she seemed scared at first, she was more than into my hand covering her throat. When I get to have her, my brothers better accept that this pretty throat of hers is about to bear not only my mark but also a collar. Fuck, I'm getting harder by the second just thinking about how hot she's going to look with my damn collar around her neck.As further stimulation for my cock, there's her body before me, completely naked, legs spread wide, waiting for my next move. I have a feeling that this kitty cat is about to become the perfect submissive.No, not just the perfect one, but my perfect submissive.
Alpha West pov"What do you mean he's gone?" I shout at the top of my lungs as the guards retreat to the wall of my office. Those cowards, damned weaklings! How dare they? They had one fucking job, just one! They were supposed to protect and serve their Alpha and his children. And what did they do? They hid and ran away, even though there was no actual danger!That caller! God, that motherfucking freak did nothing but raise panic in our pack. No one has seen him anywhere near the packhouse or the borders. Why did I believe in some stranger who decided to play a trick on me? My advisors must be right; I'm getting too old for this position. "You have twenty-four hours to find my son," I announce and plop down in my office chair. I understand that I might be too harsh on Angus at times, but that doesn't mean I don't love him. The fact that I set him up as the next Alpha in line should be enough proof for Angus to understand how much he means to me.Sure it was difficult growing up w
Luka povAlthough Lazarus does his best to hold me back, he knows better than to stand in his brother's way. From an early age, we followed one agreement- we don't stand in each other's way or ruin plans that either of us might have. My ideas may be rash, my actions based on pure emotion, but that doesn't mean I'll stop. Call me selfish, I don't give a shit, but once I understood that I want that woman all to myself, I won't stop at anything to achieve my goal. Even if it leaves me alone, strains my relationship with my brothers and leaves me with nothing in my name. I tighten my grip on Sarah's brother's upper arm and drag the guy down the hall, eager to show her what her new lover is doing behind her back. Once we get to the kitchen, Sarah will see my brother's true face and understand that she doesn't need him. In time, she'll change her mind about Lazarus, and then we can be together. "Luka, stop; it; you're acting like an idiot. It's just jealousy, and it fucking happens, bu
Lazarus pov I can't believe I did it! Of all the things I could say, I had to go with the one secret Lenox wanted to take to his grave! God, I'm such a terrible person, the worst brother ever! How could I? My fist collides with the wall before I can stop myself from losing the last remains of self-control I have left. All this, all this fucking bullshit because of a woman! Sarah's a beautiful, strong and very captivating cat shifter, but is her presence worth the damage she does? This silent war between us won't bring any good to our family and those who surround us. I know; I told Luka that the relationship is possible, but is it really? Can we push aside our differences and work as one? Can we give Sarah everything she wants? And that should be more than having sex with her. When her heat is over, there's no telling what will happen in her head. It's easy to act on instinct and regret the decisions once the state of desperation wears off. And now, she's nothing but de
WARNING:Before reading, please bear in mind that this chapter is darker, meant for R18 audiences and contains triggering themes/actions/mentions.Although I tried to keep it as 'light' as possible, the [TW] next to the chapter title should be taken seriously, content ISN'T meant for minors or those of faint heart.Sarah povWhen Lenox announced that he would carry me to the bedroom, all sorts of thoughts ran through my mind. But none of them even came close to the thought of him carrying me into the guest bedroom and starting a shower for me. He said he had something special planned for me, but first, I had to get ready for him, whatever that meant, and apparently, the only way to do that was to relax under a stream of hot water.Yet, I didn't think I'd be left alone in the shower. Instead of offering to keep me company or tell a few of his jokes, Lenox made sure I had everything I needed and left. Quite frankly, after the things he did in the kitchen, I don't have the strength to
Sarah povLenox just killed someone, dragged the body to the corner, painted the bathroom with blood, and now, he's cornering me with the most devilish grin I've ever seen on anyone's lips. Sometimes, I don't understand how his mind works. No, scratch that. I couldn't understand Lenox even if I tried. He's just; I don't know, a different breed?I let out a shaky breath once Lenox takes a step back, and his eyes take me in once again. Each time he does that- gives me a quick once-over; I feel like my insides are about to burst at the intensity of his gaze. Lenox raises an eyebrow and brings his hand to his chin. He's not saying anything or giving more commands, so for a split second, I lose touch with reality and the situation on our hands. It's clear that he wants something from me or expects me to do something. I stare at him like I have no idea what's going on until Lenox drops the amused act and groans. "Didn't I just tell you what to do?" He asks, visibly annoyed at my lack of
Lenox pov "I-" Sarah looks away and gulps. "I can't do anything with the blood; I'm sorry. I- I mean, watching you do what you did was a lot, okay? And I know you're used to, well, being you, but I'm not. It's not every day I watch people get killed or someone paints the floor and walls with blood. In fact, this was the first time I had witnessed something like this. Also, it's so easy for you to go from killing to sex mood, but I'm still trying to grasp it. So, I don't think it's the best idea to ask me to have sex with you in a pool of someone's blood. Especially when this person's lifeless body is in the same room, it's weird, you know?" Did I go too far? Maybe. Could I handle the situation without using violence? Absolutely. Did I want to avoid spilling blood? Not exactly. Alright, alright, did I want to avoid it? Hell, no. Am I going to work on myself every day to become a better person? Also no. Well, what's done is done, and there's nothing that can be done about it.
Sarah pov Lenox holds my hand as we leave the guest bedroom and make our way to the staircase. At first, we walk side by side, but soon, he takes the lead, and all I can do is follow him. When we reach the top of the stairs, I notice Lazarus standing next to his bedroom. Lenox winks at his brother and pulls me with him to stop for a quick chat. So much for him being in a hurry to show me his special playroom. If it turns out to be a room full of toy trains and tracks, I swear to God, I might lose my mind. As long as we have skin-to-skin contact, that's fine, but if I lose that, who knows how painful the next heat wave could be. We step in front of Lazarus, and Lenox immediately warns his brother about the mess he left in the guest bedroom's bathroom, to which Lazarus just shrugs. I can't call it a 'mess', especially after witnessing how and what happened there. It's a crime scene of a cold murder, but none of the brothers seems bothered by it. "I wouldn't expect anything el