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XAVIER"There has been a slight change in your schedule, sir. Franklin Bayer called, requesting an urgent meeting." Rune's voice carried steadily, but she didn't do a good job at hiding the annoyance in her tone. Franklin Bayer? That slimy fellow. I bet my fortune he has gotten himself into trouble."Should I cancel it?" Rune asked. I looked up at her. My throat tightened. The dark material of her blouse clung to her shapely body, one button undone showing a tantalising flash of her collarbone. She liked to wear tight blouses, I had no issues with that. However today, it's almost like she's doing this for a purpose.Payback for yesterday?Ah. My kitten finally brandishes her claws. She blinked at me, her beautiful eyes seemingly oblivious to the fire she's stirring in me. "Is anything the problem, sir?" She glanced down at her outfit. "Did I do something wrong?"Like hell she doesn't know. "No. You didn't do anything wrong." I replied, clearing my throat. "Don't cancel Franklin's
RUNE"Whoever said I was giving it to you?" Xavier asked, his steady hands on my shoulders and pulling me away. I whined, chasing after his lips only to fall a few centimeters short. "Did I do something wrong?""Did you?"My stomach twisted as the answer made itself known to me. "Let me make it up to you then," as I said those words, my eyes went to the noticeable bulge in his pants. I had yet to see him...all of him. My core clenched and I swallowed thickly. "Please?" I asked, batting my lashes at him in my best attempt of seduction. He chuckled, seeming amused. "That's it?"Feeling bolder, I leaned closer to him. "Do you have a better idea? Let me guess, you want to spank me?""Tempting. But no, you'll go back to your bad habits once I'm done."His words made me pout. "No fair. Let's try something else then?" I trailed my hand down from his chest, down to his cock. I palmed him through his pants, keeping my expression coy. His hand came up and closed around my neck. Not hard en
RUNEI’m going to catch a cold. That cold will become something worse and I will develop a terminal illness and die. My phone vibrated. I glanced down at the rain slicked screen, my heart twisting in my chest. Xavier. He’s been calling all day. Since I left Annabelle’s house. I haven’t had the heart to pick his calls. It’s night now, I think it’s past ten. I watched this one ring out. My phone pinged with a battery low notification. I watched it countdown, wondering for a second how I would reach help if my phone died and I was here, all alone by the roadside, soaked and still sitting in the rain. I’ve cried so much that my head hurt and all my tears dried up. Yet it didn’t feel enough. My tears aren’t enough to remedy this. Nor is the cold seeping into my marrows. Annabelle’s words repeat in my head like a cursed mantra. Get off your high horse. You’re arrogant. You thought you’d get to be a savior. I don’t know why her words hurt so much when I know they aren’t true. I did
RUNEAnslem glanced at his watch and shook his head. “I’m sorry, baby. As much as I’d love to catch up with you, my lunch break is almost over.” He said sweetly, as if nothing had happened. “W-what?” I asked, blinking. “You’re…you’re not burned?”He touched his cheek. “I guess so.”What is going on?Who heals that fast? And especially from a burn? That’s not normal. That’s not supposed to happen. What’s even worse is how calm and collected he is. I stared at him, my brain running helter skelter, trying to piece together or at least come up with an explanation for what the hell just happened. Anslem smiled at me, blew a kiss, and walked out of the cafe, leaving me standing there dumbfounded like an idiot. I slowly lowered myself back into my seat. A waitress came up to my table, apologizing as she cleaned up the broken mug. “Is everything okay?” Brandon asked. I had even forgotten he was here. “It’s fine,” I breathed, trying to pull myself together. I’ll worry about Anslem late
RUNEThree days later, it was like nothing ever happened. Creighton Law Firm moved operations to a secondary location in the heart of the city, one that was even bigger, and more equipped than the previous one. Construction started on the burned building, and it was going to be turned into a sort of mall. In just a day, everyone seemed to recover. By three days, it was like what had happened, the literal building burning to the ground, was nothing more than a small but inconvenient change in the weather. I couldn’t understand it. And I honestly felt too shy to ask, like I would be seen as a crazy woman if I started asking everyone “why did we recover so fast?”I tried to reach Marcella but her phone wasn’t going through. Dylan said she was fine, that she spoke with him that same day. I wished I could speak to her, so I’d ask her myself what the hell was going through her mind when she did it. The biggest change of all, was Xavier. After visiting Annabelle, I didn’t know how to fa
XAVIER "Alpha Creighton, accept our sincerest condolences." Emerson, the head of the American council of wolves, said with a smile on his face that was anything but sincere."Your condolences for what?" I asked."We got the news of your office building going up in flames. Has the arsonist been found yet?" Levi said. Subtle fishing for information. These old men never change their tactics. "No. I don't need your condolences either. Let's get this done with."The four of them exchanged knowing looks. Harrington was the first to look my way. "In that case, accept our congratulations on today's victory.""Thank you," I replied stiffly, knowing that they didn't call me here to offer petty congratulations. An assistant stepped forward, passing thick, confidential, black files around the conference table. I picked mine up, flipping through the pages. Pictures, texts, none of them meaning anything good. Reports in glaring red letters. "We have some new findings about the rut inducing dru







