~Ivy POV~ Alpha James has spent the entire night floating from woman to woman, with Haley fluttering about like a fucking annoying gnat that he continually tries to bat away. It’s very obvious that she is dying for his approval. At some point, Enzo melded into the background and disappeared. That is his specialty, though. He has a knack for being invisible, even if he is mere feet away. I tried twice to garner Enzo’s attention, but he seemed to look right through me. When I turned, it annoyed me to find he was watching Haley with an intensity I had never seen. Haley spots him a few times and throws him a few air kisses, which makes him grin and shyly look down at his feet before tossing her a wink. I hate how Enzo and I parted ways. What I hate more, though, is not knowing what his “Fine” meant. Did he mean fine as in he would aid me, or fine he will leave? I can feel the grips of panic clawing at me when I think about him leaving, and I have to steady myself against the wall. In
Two weeks since the stupid ball and the few times I have been near Alpha James, he completely ignores me as if I don’t exist. Last week, Haley decided I was trustworthy enough to join pack runs with her as the designated clothing carrier. Bella actually scowled at me when Haley told her I would accompany her instead of Bella. On the first run, I didn’t really get why I had to carry spare clothes for her to wear, considering there are stores of random clothing all around the pack. But once she pulled on her sparkly jeans and unnecessary lace black bra with a tiny white tank. It was then that I understood her reasoning. Everything with Haley is a fashion statement. Which TYPE of fashion statement is the real question?Today marks my third pack run, and Haley is bound and determined to keep up with Alpha James. Almost a laughable feat if you ask me but, I’ll jog along beside her while she tries to stay near him. I have been waiting near the mouth of the woods for her to show up as instr
~Enzo POV~Ivy’s lips are soft and the moment I move to pull away, she chases my lips with hers. I shouldn’t let her kiss me. I should pull away and give her a cocky grin, making a joke about teaching her how to seduce someone. But her lips part for me and I’m lost. So fucking lost in her. My hand snakes up the smooth skin of her neck, sliding into her hair and pulling her close as I ease my tongue into her willing mouth. Willing. She is feeling this as much as I am right now, and that’s enough to send me over the moon. When her tongue collides with mine and it’s like a jolt of electricity burning its way through me, drawing a moan deep from within my chest. Her hands cling to my back, pulling me flush to her, her breast pressed against me in the most glorious of ways as her breathing grows erratic. Her hands roam my back muscles, her nails scraping through the fabric, sending shivers through me. I step into her, backing her against the wall, using my grip in her hair to tug her chi
~Ivy POV~Haley watches me walk out the door with an excited look on her face, and I roll my eyes, slamming it behind me. I stew in my slurry of emotions, trying to place them, going through my head and lining each emotion up with its stressor, only to find a few still lingering for no reason. I want to murder Haley for waking me up to deliver a letter to a man who clearly doesn’t want her. But then again… he made out with her tonight before he kissed me. And he didn’t just kiss me, he branded my fucking soul. I have never been kissed before and here it was my first time and he did it with Haley’s spit still fresh on his lips?“Gah!” I wipe hard at my mouth and try not to gag. “Asshole.” Enzo had no right to kiss me the way he did… ok, so maybe I asked him to help me learn to seduce someone, but was kissing me like that really teaching me? He acted so into it… so into me. And maybe that’s why it hurts? I used to have fantasies about kissing him. When I was a young high school girl
~Enzo POV~Ivy whimpers in her sleep as she wiggles, trying to get more comfortable. I ease us down the bed further and carefully spin to lay her on her side, facing me. My hand reaches out to stroke the loose hair from her face and she moans, chasing the warmth of my hand by tilting her chin up. Her lips are right there, pouty and pink. Looking more tempting now that I know how they taste.When the alarm goes off, she mumbles and groans, scrubbing her hands down her face before rubbing the sleepiness from her eyes and looking at me. I offer her a small smile, relishing the very rare moment where it gets to feel like she is really mine.“I spoke with the Alpha last night,” she says, her voice a soft whisper.“I know,” I admit.“You followed? Did you follow me the entire way?” She asks, her eyes watching me closely.“No.” “Where did you go after you followed me?”“I went to shower.” I give her a shrug and she eyes me suspiciously before crawling from the bed and moving to her dresser.
~Ivy POV~Enzo watches me from the living room couch where Haley is sprawled on his lap giggling at the tv screen. Now and then, she will look up and mutter something to him, and he will look down at her and touch her cheek. Twice now she has thrown glares in my direction. It’s been like this since I ran into the alpha two weeks ago. Strangely enough, she hasn’t laid a hand on me since then, nor has she been using me as a go-between when sending her sweet little love letters to Enzo. Bella now has the great honor of doing such tasks. I have been able to see James, as he has asked me to call him, only a handful of times since our initial conversation. He is different from what I thought he would be, and I’d be lying to myself if I didn’t confess that I enjoy his company. James seems to be someone with immeasurable patience and zero tolerance for violence. It is still strange to me that he isn’t seen much during the day in his own pack, but then again, the more I get to know him, the
When I wake up, my room is empty and Enzo’s usual spot is cold to touch. I sigh in relief, realizing I won’t have to see him until later tonight, which will give me more time to get over the terrible things I want to say to him about what happened in Haley’s living room. It is one thing doing things in privacy to further our mission but to do it with me there. While staring at me. My cheeks flush, remembering how intensely he watched me. Like there was no one in the world he could think of but me, not even the girl who was gliding her hand up and down his—Gah! I throw a pillow over my head, trying to stop it from thinking! I should focus on my kiss with James. The way he pressed me against the wall and took control. I nibble on my lip. Two guys have now kissed me. I grin and then it falls from my face when I realize I have no one to discuss it with. I miss my friends from before, the ones who are hopefully still alive and maybe even thinking about me every now and again. “Ivy?” Bel
I sprint the entire way until I hit the little pathway and then I smooth my outfit and knock on the door, asking for Sarah as David instructed. She shows me around and tells me I will help her with basic cleaning and kitchen chores, like preparing food and serving it when necessary for the duration of Haley’s absence. “I am off for the evening, so you will be in charge of making dinner and having it ready for when the Alpha arrives in an hour.” My eyes bulge at the thought of cooking a full meal and I try to beg her to stay, but when I turn around, she is already gone.“Shit.” I busy myself with pulling out the chicken slated for dinner tonight. I stare at the pale raw bird, then search for a plethora of spices. I have never cooked a chicken before. Not a whole chicken like this. I mean, I’ve eaten roasted chicken before. I’m not a stranger to good food, but… this chicken is giving me the creeps.Ironic, I know, considering I just killed an asshole in the woods and a little raw chi