LOGANIs this what love making felt like? Having one’s soul and body bound by a force greater than life itself?Scarlett’s fingers had stolen their way under my shirt and were rubbing my chest in a way that made my cock twitch with need. I deepened the kiss, nearly melting when her moan of approval rang in my ears.“You sound fucking sexy, always,” I said, trailing kisses along her jawline while she teased the band of my shorts with her fingers, “how do you do that, baby?”I heard the smile in the moan that followed somehow, and both my bulge and heart swole in response.“I was thinking...” her breath hitched before it fanned hotly against my ear, all in reaction to me pressing a palm over her throbbing fold through her panties, “we could still take that bath…” the rise and fall of her chest was enough telling of what she was implying.“Of fucking course,” I agreed readily, pulling her to her feet in a split second.She giggled at my enthusiasm as I led her towards the bathroom, and t
ALEXI couldn’t stop thinking about it, especially since it should be impossible.The charity event Blake and I had attended in Scarlett’s stead was boring as hell, but what made it truly hellish were the occasional painful pangs jabbing at my insides every now and then.At first, I thought the event was so boring that my body was physically reacting to it. But later on, I started to have flashes of memories I shouldn’t be privy to, blurred flashes of intertwined bodies that were engrossed in heated love making.With each memory flash came a deeper pain than the last.I had to steal away to the bathroom to dunk my face in water and relieve myself of the hot flashes, and the moment I pulled my face out from under the tap, it was like the scales fell from my eyes and the blurred images became slightly clearer.At least clear enough to show that the persons whose sexual act was disrupting my day were none other than Logan and Scarlett.Irritation. Jealousy. Fury.All of those emotions wo
SCARLETT Tomorrow, everything would be fine. Mom and I had been rehearsing her confession for the past four days or so, and we’d finally gotten a hang of it without her breaking into tears mid sentence. I was genuinely proud of her and how far she’d come, accepting her faults and making amends wasn’t something she usually did. We’d also bonded over the past few days and started to see each other as friends rather than mother and daughter and it was such a refreshing turn of events for both of us, I couldn’t wait to see what the future held for us as our bond strengthened. A smile was plastered on my face while I stared at the mirror and thought things over. However, that smile immediately faltered and morphed into dread when I heard a woman’s shrieking scream from downstairs followed by a loud thud. Curious, I threw on the first shirt I laid eyes on and hurried downstairs to find out what chaos had broken loose. When I got to the main door, I spotted it ajar with a maid’s bo
BlAKEI was watching Logan and Alex uncover truths I already knew of like they were mysteries.The guilt and shame that had been eating me out since the black boxes with severed heads arrived our doorstep had worsened to a critical level that was killing me. I could feel chips of my heart and soul being pulled apart as I lived as a traitor in the midst of the people whose suffering I had a hand in.“The murders were traced to the shahato pack this morning,” Logan groaned, anger shining in his eyes as he shifted uncomfortably at the edge of our deceased father’s study desk.“Yeah, the security team forwarded the memo to me as well, I gathered that it was a threatening act that was meant to serve as a warning or something,” Alex who was pacing furiously from one end of the office to another added.“Not just any warning, the worst kind that signals chaos is about to be let loose. And from what I’ve been told by other pack Alphas, the Shahato pack is preparing for an uprising,” Logan sigh
BLAKEI knocked again, despite being ignored every single time that I had in the past four days. “Scarlett, sweetheart,” I breathed, leaning against her door and not caring that it was creasing my nearly ironed suit, “I and the guys are heading out for a council meeting, please eat some of the chicken soup I made you, and call if you need anything while we're out.”I heard something drop and I gasped, “Are you okay in there, baby?” When she didn't respond, I sighed, a fresh bout of shame and guilt drowning me. I was the reason for her pain, for everyone’s pain in this house, and I didn't even deserve a response from her in all fairness. “Let her ride this wave at her own pace, Blake,” Logan said while walking past me, “We’re late for the council meeting, so come down now,” he called out loudly as he ran down the stairs. I swallowed hard before turning around and going after him, faintly hearing Alex’s voice in the living room as I made my way. Unlike myself, Alex and Logan engage
SCARLETTLife over the week had been a painful blur. One that was caused by the endless tears I’d shed upon losing my mother right before we formed a real bond. I stayed locked in my room, having no appetite and no desire to interact with any thing asides my kindle tablet. But today, I had to face the Vaughn brothers again, as well as their pack, because it was my mom and Alpha Vaughn’s joint funeral. It was hard not to relive the pain I’d been struggling to heal from in the last few days, but there was no way I’d miss a chance to say farewell to my mother, so I decided to only replay the amazing and dear memories of her last days for the rest of the afternoon. Smiling weakly, I looked at my straight black dress with a sweetheart neckline one last time before throwing on a black church crown and heading out of my room for the first time in forever. My heart aches to walk down the stairs knowing my mother would never walk them again, but I refused to cry anymore. I’d even run out
SCARLETTI blinked once. Twice. Thrice. It had to be a dream, I must've drifted asleep without noticing it, and that sound was nothing but a vivid echo from my dream. All I had to do was pinch myself hard enough to wake up fu—“Oh my god!” I shrieked, cut off when I heard a much louder and closer explosion. It’s not a fucking dream, Scarlett, get your ass up and get out of this house, My wolf cautioned when I remained glued to the bed. I stayed put for a while, too grief-stricken to move a muscle. But the moment I heard heavy grunting downstairs, I jumped out of bed and threw on the first thing I could find before rushing out of my room. The only reason I found that energy was because I sensed that those grunts belonged to the Vaughn brothers and I couldn't just sit back without knowing if they were okay, it didn't matter whether I was grieving or thriving. “Scarlett, go back inside!” Logan yelled as soon as I reached the stairway. I paused in my tracks, taken aback by the rogue
SCARLETT Blake had been treating me like goddess whose feet dare not touch the ground in the last few days, and I absolutely loved it. As Logan had predicted, he healed the next morning after downing the potion so I didn't even have to tend to him as I’d assumed there’d be need for. Blake was in turn helping me through my grieving process by taking every day as gently as I required. We weren't getting sexually active, and yet, the fleeting kisses and warm hugs he was always throwing my way made me feel closer to him than ever. Still, Alex and Logan made sure they were never out of my heart or mind by constantly checking up on me and sending lovely care packages to Blake’s new cafe branch since the other was still being fixed after an attack and they didn't have Blake’s home address. Nothing could stop the Vaughn men from being there for me, it was such a precious feeling to be adored by them. With their help, the pain of my mother’s death grew lighter and lighter by the day. I wr