SCARLETT The wedding was fast. I can't remember the last time I saw Mom that happy; I don't think I've ever seen her that happy. And despite everything, I was happy for her too and I genuinely hoped this one would last. After our encounter in the hallway, Alex didn't glance at my way once and Logan was back to pretending that I didn't exist. The woman that came to the house the other day, the one Blake introduced as his PA and fuck buddy was present too and I fleetingly wondered how important she was to be invited to the close-knitted gathering. Finally, they said their vows and we settled down for lunch. I didn't know how it happened but I found myself saddled between Alex and Blake. It was suddenly too hard to breathe with my heart pounding wildly because of Blake and my body heating up because of Alex. But I started eating anyway, hopeful that the good food and chatters would calm me down. They did until a strong hand landed on my thighs, pried them apart and his hand start
SCARLETT My palm didn't make contact with his face because he caught it easily. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, his voice eerily silent, like the brush of a whisper and his eyes a blazing fiery furnace. He was angry, completely angry. I could tell from his eyes even though he looked otherwise. His was a silent anger, one that raged destructively. "Let go of my hand," I gritted out, despite the fear coursing through my veins. I tried to pry my hand from his hold but it was a futile attempt. He was a powerful Alpha whose powers were more than that of an ordinary wolf and I was a weak wolf; the lowest of the lowest, an omega. "Were you just about to slap me?" his voice had an incredulous tone in it. He looked amused as if this was the most comical thing he had ever experienced. "You were rude to me, you treated me like a whore in front of..." "That's because that's what you are," he replied just as he pulled me in closed the door, and turned me around before pushin
SCARLETT I did the walk of shame to my room in a daze, walked to the bathroom in a daze and I stayed under the hot shower till my body felt raw and painful. I'd allowed Alex to touch me again, degrade me, insult me and I had the audacity to enjoy it. He was right; I was a whore, the worst kind because I was doing this with my stepbrother. I wonder how Mom would react if she found out. She'd be disappointed. Even I was completely disappointed in myself. I wore a pair of comfortable pajamas and I was able to get settled on my bed with a knock that interrupted my movement. It was Blake. I've already known his signature knocking and I opened the door to see him smiling at me. He held up a pack of chicken and bottles of soju for me to see. “You look kind of down earlier so I'm here to cheer you up,” he told me as he walked in, “and what's a better way of cheering someone up if not with beer and chicken?” “Oh my God!” My lips stretched into a smile as I closed the door and I fol
SCARLETTI must have hallucinated it because Blake was back to his usual self and there was no hint of last night and this morning in his demeanor at all. Even though my heart still fluttered when he stood too close and my palms got clammy but there was nothing that hinted at what happened last night at all. After breakfast, Mom and the Alpha left for their honeymoon. They’d be gone for a while because she told me they were visiting five countries. I was skeptical about staying in the house without her and staying alone with the brothers but the fact that I have Blake sort of put me at peace.And as if he could read my mind and wanted to put me at peace, he took me for a ride and we ended up going to a drive-in cinema. We ate out so there was no need for dinner. But during breakfast the next morning, both Alex and Logan were missing from the dining. It was the first time that’d happened since I moved in.And I just had to ask Alex. “Sitting together to eat is torture,” he answered
SCARLETT Blake remained the sweetheart that he is and Maeve was still trying so hard to get into my good books. I couldn’t help but notice how she was always including Alex in our conversation. She wanted to know more about him, wanted to know how living under the same roof with him is and how he is at home. I indulged her, knowing fully well that it was my only chance to stop getting bullied by her. Even though, I completely hated how fake she is. “One would think you’re best friends with Maeve from the way she’s treating you.” Ken said as we walked to the cafeteria to again and I chuckled. He has been so nice to me and he has sort of become my friend. “She’s just trying to get into my good book even though I’m not sure there’s a need for that. I have no control over her marrying Alex at all.” “She thinks otherwise,” he replied as we settled on the chairs, “or maybe she’s trying to use you to get close to Alex.” “Is there a need for that? Are they not in a relationship?” “Re
ALEXMy stupid dick pulsated at the thought of her...Particularly from the vivid memory of her reddened ass being spanked repeatedly as I punished her. How readily she’d accepted my thick fingers into her dripping wet and tight pussy like a whore. How her pleading moans had made me harden while I degraded her to my fill. I fucking hated that those scenes were imprinted in my memory days after it’d happened. I wasn't the type to relieve a sexual encounter, but with her it’d happened over and over.My dumb wolf was equally always alert whenever we smelt her near, and I wondered what the hell that was about.She was nothing but a money-hungry whore and I should be degrading her only to prove that and not to get a rise out of myself. But that wasn't what my twitching cock thought, no, it desperately wanted to be buried inside her, wrecking her pussy until she was crying and pleading for more.I shifted uncomfortably in my seat and reminded myself once again that she was a classless whor
SCARLETTAs a stroke of lighting lights up the pavement followed by cackling thunder, I’m reminded of Ken’s warning about half an hour ago.“Go home, honey, it’s going to rain soon,” he’d told me when his uber arrived.Did I listen? No. And now I’m stuck in the rain right outside CTA’s gate and struggling to get a cab. It seems that all the cabs are full and I’m cursing myself for staying back late to arrange the new makeup products that arrived for Maeve. I’m still flailing my arms like a scorned woman to stop a cab when Alexander’s car drives out of the company’s humongous gates. Even though our eyes lock through the half lowered window of his sports’ car, he doesn't act like he knows me or cares in the slightest that I’m being drenched by the unforgiving rain. I roll my eyes when he drives by and continue trying to wave down a car.He's such a fucking pri—I halt my thoughts when I see his car reversing towards me. At first, I assure myself that he must’ve forgotten something in
SCARLETTFear was still actively crippling me where I stood and tried to make sense of what he was.The man before me was no ordinary werewolf, no.I could clearly see that he had the blood red eyes of a vampire, and before him was a glass that held a red liquid. It was half empty and from the unmistakable smell of ion, I knew that it was blood and he’d been drinking from it. His claws were out and wrapped around the glass as he lifted it to his lips, managing to look majestically beautiful despite what he was.Logan was definitely a hybrid from what I’d just seen.And not any ordinary kind, the most powerful that there was— a fucking vampire–werewolf hybrid!So, you can understand why I was scared out of my mind and frozen to a spot at the sight of him. It felt like all the blood in my veins had dried out and I was seconds from a panic attack.The second his eyes traveled to where I was by the door, I gasped loudly and spun around with every intention of running off without a trace,