{ Rodrick } Despite Clara's honest words and her promise that she will not betray me once we are under her father's control, my hands are shaking on the way back to Fallonmore and I can't help but look towards her nervously. It’s very likely that she will change her mind as soon as we arrive, or that she will simply fail to control her father as much as she thinks she can. However, my hands are tied. I can't do anything. I can't not go after my brother and I can't not take Clara with me. If I leave her alone somewhere I would risk not coming back for her. And I can't do that, I can't leave her alone and helpless. "Tell me more about your brother," Clara suddenly asks, pulling me out of my thoughts and reaching out a hand to put it on my leg. Her urge to comfort to me immediately makes me feel better, "The good stuff." "Andrew is super smart," I start, unable to stop my sad smile as I think about him, "He knows everything about everything, he loves to read things just to learn,
My father completely refuses my request, but I don't give up. I can’t. I get in the van with him, Rodrick and Andrew on the way back and make sure to tell him everything I know about Rodrick so he understands what a good person he is and all the reasons why he should forgive him. "Mr. Frank, Clara is right," Andrew supports from beside me, giving me an encouraging smile, "My brother is very good at all kinds of physical labor, he could help out at Fallonmore." "Yes! Community service!" I exclaim, making my father sigh wearily again. He's sitting on the passenger side of the van and doesn't even turn back to look at me and Andrew defending Rodrick, in fact, I can sense he's getting tired of my bullshit, "That would be a perfect idea. Force him to fix things around the clan. That’ll show him.” "Clara, please," he whines, turning to look at me for the first time since we got in the van. I can hear Rodrick grunting and groaning in the trunk where he’s in. He's waking up, "I've had tw
After two alphas had to help me get dressed and throw me into my cell, I sit on the bed and punch my leg, forcing it to react. This is way worse than being shoot in the arm.The door opens again a few minutes later and Clara comes in on her own, wearing the same uniform as me. I still can't believe this is actually happening. Out of all the options and scenarios I thought possible, I never considered for one second that Clara Taffy, the Mayor's daughter, would be locked in this special cell with me. "Oh, well, it's a lot bigger than it looks on the outside," Clara comments, looking to the bed where I’m sitting and the lonely toilet on the far left corner, before her eyes focus on me, "How are you feeling? You've been quiet and weird since you woke up." "I don't know how I feel yet. My brother is perfectly fine," I blurt out, stretching a hand to the right where Andrew's cell is, "In fact, he's much better than he's been in years. He's eating chicken now and his face looks full, h
{ Clara }Rodrick kisses me like no one has ever kissed me before, with complete and utter desire. The way his entire body sticks against mine as he takes my mouth like he’s trying to consume me is something I've never felt before, and I love it. I completely lose track of what’s going on around me. Nothing matters to me besides what is happening right now, with this man. I wrap my legs around his waist and move against his hardness, moaning into his mouth when he lightly bites my tongue as a warning. "Don’t do that," he moans, leaning his forehead against mine as he lifts his hips away from me and takes a couple of seconds to catch his breath. "Why not?" I ask, taking the moment to run my hands over his shoulders and start learning his body. Mother Nature really did a perfect job with this man. "There are cameras," he reminds me, lowering his face to my neck to breathe me on before leaving a couple of soft kisses there. I pull my head back to give him better access and hear Rod
With a satisfied smile, I return to the cell and throw myself onto Rodrick's body in the bed trying to scare him or something, but he just opens his arms and welcomes me in, squeezing me tightly before kissing all over my face playfully. I feel like my happiness transferred to him because for the first time he lets me lay on top of his body and kiss him deeply without stopping me. "I don't want to wait anymore," I moan in his mouth, burying my nails in Rodrick's hair, "Fuck the cameras, I want to come."Rodrick looks like he's going to refuse again, but before he can do that, I reach my hand down and give his erection a squeeze through his pants. I haven't been able to look at it yet in a sexual setting, but I know it's big, so I want it inside me. I'm sick of waiting. "Fuck… okay," he agrees and in less than a second he flips us over so he's on top of me. He unzips my uniform and wastes no time at all before pulling my arms out of the sleeves and pulling the rest down in a single
"Of course I remember, I've simply forgiven him," I answer with my brow raised and Daniel looks surprised by my words, "I'll stay here until my father agrees to write and sign a letter of forgiveness to Rodrick and his brother Andrew, where he says they can stay and live in the clan." "You'll be here for a long time, then." "I guess I will." I shrug my shoulders without giving up and without lowering my gaze from Daniel's. Just then Lucinda approaches with my beloved phone that by some miracle is still alive despite Rodrick cracking the screen and even twisting the metal. It's enough to communicate with my friends, so I immediately open the messages my best friend Deborah has sent me, while Daniel walks over to Andrew's cell and disables the soundproof system. "Hey, Vegan Wolf. Come here." "Leave my brother alone!" Rodrick shouts suddenly, scaring me a bit. He gets up off the floor at that moment as if he might go stop them from talking or something. For some reason, he can't
With Clara behind me as the trial begins, I feel completely at peace. I listen to how they describe the things that happened and although I would love to retort on several occasions, I don't. I stay still and quiet unless they ask me a direct question. I can notice that the jury keeps looking at me like I'm a zoo animal... in a bad way. My lawyer does his best to defend me, but up to this point the jury's stares only show displeasure towards me. I've shaved my beard and fixed my hair like a good boy, I'm wearing the same outfit as my adorable little brother and Clara is behind me, holding my hand or just touching me in any way she can. If even all of that isn't enough to get them to like me, this is starting to look harder than we thought.That is, until Frank Taffy is called in. The way everyone acts when Frank stands up and greets everyone respectfully makes me grimace. It's obvious that this man has the power to move all these people with a couple of words. For some reason eve
"That’s not fair!” Clara's annoying little sister, Olivia, complains, as Clara waits with her hand outstretched for her to give her the car keys, "Lucinda promised to buy me a car but never did." "That's not my problem," Clara mutters and snatches the keys out of her sister’s hand in one fast motion, "I’ll see you all for dinner. We’ll go to my own house first, to get settled." “You just want to get fucked, don’t lie,” Olivia mocks, but Lucinda pinches her to make her shut her mouth. Olivia is the weirdest omega I’ve ever met… I don’t like her. I’m glad she’s stuck with Daniel for the rest of her life. "Clara's changed since she got out of jail," Rosie, the tiniest sister, comments, with a mocking tone. She's really sweet and the only one of the sisters who welcomed me without any trouble, "She's a bad bitch now, don't mess with her." "That's true, actually," Clara replies with narrowed eyes causing her sisters not to say anything again. Carolina even raises her hands as if in s