Farren's Point of View We spoke and shivered and spoke some more. Alejandro would never interrupt me. Would nod his head when appropriate and brushed away any tears that spilled from my cheek. I savored the touch. Was bewildered to think that I let someone so close to me again. But he was soft. Careful. Nothing compared to what I had thought him to be. When the rain began to breach the grove, he tucked me beneath his arm. Sheltered me best he could from the cold. Gentle kisses would land on my hair when I became too frantic to get the words out. The pain and betrayal I felt. He was patient. Someone I needed at this moment in time. The goddess had sent him, I was sure of it. She had seen into my heart and knew I wouldn't be able to bare this alone. So, she had let him run out into the rain to comfort me. "Why are you here?" I whispered, plucking at a clover to my left. Alejandro stiffened. His arm became leaden around me. "I had a fight with Camilo." He offered up. I nodded. Un
Farren's Point of View Cold hands slithered into my hair. Pulled me closer to him. His tongue swept over my bottom lip and I greedily opened up for him. Needed to taste him. Explore him. With a twitch of his wrists, he tugged on the roots of my hair. Angled my chin higher, giving him better access. I stifled a yelp from the sudden pain. But it soon molded into pleasure. A thumping started deep inside of me. Building of a pressure I couldn't describe. It took hold of the rest of my body. Urged me to wrap a leg around Alejandro's waist. He seemed surprised by the action, his mouth stopping for a split second. Then the kisses continued on. My fingers fumbled with the folds of his drenched shirt. Tried to cling to anything that would keep me on this earth. Our groins hovered close to each other from this position. Drove me mad to think that he was so close but so far. Our lips were made specially to fit together. Our combined heat was enough to start a fire. This would be my first
Alejandro's Point of ViewFarren was trembling on the bed. Had locked her arms around her knees. A barrier, I realized, between the two of us. This was where the conversation ended. She had no intention of opening up more. I couldn't blame her.Not that I could form any words at the moment. But her eyes were downturned. Sad. I had made assumptions based on her past. Something she hadn't done with me. I hadn't given her the benefit of the doubt. Although, hearing her say she was a virgin? Fuck my life, I prayed to the goddess she couldn't see the bulge forming in my pants.Timidly, I shuffled forward and sat on the tip of the bed. Not too close that she would recoil if I went any further. Just close enough that she knew I wasn't going anywhere. She might be done with this conversation but I wanted to get my point across. That I had never thought she was a whore. I also had never thought she was a virgin but that was beside the point.She needed to know that she was worth more to me tha
Alejandro's Point of ViewI woke up to the sound of a door slamming shut. Jolted upright and took in the room. Soft pastel pink glanced back at me. Well, accents among all the white. The bed I was laying down on had a canopy of white silk overhead. But the star of the show was beside me.Farren was sprawled out on her stomach, hair twirling behind her on the pillow. Her bottom lip pouted out. Hand rested neatly in front of her face. She was a vision, even when she was asleep. Beautiful and intimidating all at once. My heart fluttered as I took her in. Noted the gentle curve of her hips beneath the silk sheet.Her eyes rolled beneath her eyelids. A small smile formed on her lips. Whatever she was dreaming was pleasant. Interestingly enough, I hadn't had more nightmares after our tangle. Had slept peacefully with her in my arms. It was a relief. Something I had never thought possible. Scooting down, I leveled my nose with hers. Smiled when her hand moved forward slowly. She was searchi
I had wrapped my blanket around myself in a haste. Hurried over to the en-suite bathroom and pulled open the faucet. Water sputtered to life. Made puffs of steam billow out. In the same breath, I ran back to my room, just in time to get another vigorous knock from Nerezza."Farren. I know it is early and you are still tender about last night but I just want to make sure you are fine." She pleaded with me, her voice breaking slightly at the end.I bit down on my bottom lip. Eyes skimmed the room for something, anything, to get rid of Alejandro's lingering scent. It was too soon to introduce him to them. Besides, I was up to my knees in shit with my family at the moment. Priamos' betrayal still stung the back of my throat. The only thing that had numbed it out was having Alejandro close. Feeling him inside of me.My memories of last night hissed down to my groin. Settled in deep. I bit down a moan. Slithered across the memory of his skin on mine. Nerezza knocked again and I was thrust b
Camilo's Point of ViewJust as my anger reached a peak, shit just had to go downhill from there. Alejandro had gone behind my back and slept with Farren. Broke whatever bond I had had with my mate in the process. She clearly wasn't to be trusted. Or even regarded as a mate by this point.She had proven to me that I had been right about her. That she had been a whore in her previous life and it continued on now. Sleeping with Alejandro had put the last nail in our coffin of love. Fuck all the times that she had coaxed sympathy from my heart. All the times that I had confided in her. Showed her the brighter side of my world. If she could betray me in such a way, there was no telling what else she could do now.But her sister had told me she was a virgin. Which made it worse, somehow. That she regarded Alejandro as higher than me. Than even Rafael. Bestowed upon him the unyielding gift of her body. It angered me. Forced a rage to grip my body so hard that I had betrayed my own morals.I
Camilo's Point of ViewMy whistle echoed off of the walls of the warehouse. Bounced around, letting the men in the back room know that I was well on my way. With my hands in my pockets, I walked on. Took in the mess of bullet holes in the walls. Skirted past the three bodies littering the floor, with crimson seeping out of them.A fine coating of white powder lay on the tables around me. I stifled a growl at the sight. So much product, fucking wasted. All because a couple of humans had grown greedier over the last few years.Alejandro's footsteps were near silent behind me. His hands rested on the hilts of his daggers hooked into his belt. Those piercing eyes took in everything. Assessed our losses. Counted the ruined packets. I could feel him taking it all in. Felt him making his sums and calculating how much we had lost.That was a matter for a different time. What I had to do now was figure out why the fuck they were here. How the fuck they had gotten in without someone spotting th
Camilo's Point of ViewMy clothes were drenched in blood. Seeped through the thin material of my shirt, soaking my skin beneath. It acted like glue when it dried. Became a sticky mess. Only showering would rid it from my body.But it would stain my hands forever.The car ride home was tense. We had met our objective together. Restored the simmering anger between Alejandro and me. Rafael sat in the middle. Made sure that neither looked in the other's direction. We would rip this car apart.Alejandro had offered, softly, to ride in one of the other cars. I had declined. It would break tradition and that meant the men would start whispering among themselves. I couldn't have that. Tension was already running high from the attempted break-in. If they knew there was a silent war waging between the three of us, no one would work together. Once we got home, Alejandro was the first to climb out. Slammed the door shut behind him. I hissed, baring my teeth. But the driver saw nothing. Or tried