Maverick's Point of View
I had stolen her before breakfast. Shoved a croissant into her hand and ran for the stables. Sleep was barely wiped for her eyes before the early morning sun burned them to crisps. Alvara groaned as I tugged her along, not fully waiting for her to catch up. To just catch her breath. Luckily she had dressed before exiting her room. Jeans. T-shirt. Fuck, she could be dressed in a table cloth and my body would still tremble at her form.
"Where are we going?" She asked and put a hand to her face to try and block the sun from her eyes. Pupils contracted in response. It was a harms summer day. Swimming would be best suited, yet horseback riding was what I craved. Among other things.
"To the stables." I said, continuing on.
"Dargan already showed me the stables." She hissed, still holding her hand up to her eyes. As we walked, she bit down on the croissant and a low moan caught in her throat. I could feel myself
Alvara's Point of ViewI couldn't begin to describe what I saw. An entire world blossomed before me. Although, it wasn't even a quarter of the Eiecrunt pack. Cars rushed within the busy streets. Skyscrapers dominated the distant horizon. People flooded the walkways and dogs barked with happiness. It was a new world. New life. All right in front of me.Maybe even to my right. Maverick stood at my elbow, gazing away at his city. Even he looked to be awe struck. Excited and in love with the view. Perhaps he wasn't even looking at the city. Rather at me from the corner of his eye. There was a softness about him that I hadn't noticed before. Love of life and all of the people within his reach. Adventure was one thing he treasured above all. To never be bored somewhere. Maverick could conjure up the best times out of nothingness.What if I had found where I belonged? Found the people I belonged with? He had said it himself, having four mates
Alvara's Point of View Apparently we had guests over. Tension wrapped around the house in a thick blanket. Maids barely made noise as they cleaned. Ciaran was sat in the living room, his back towards me. Dargan was nowhere to be seen. Neither was Ozias. This had disaster written all over it. Who could bring these men to their knees like this? Who had them by the balls? Maverick clearly couldn't sense the under currents at play. The way even Ciaran's breath was restricted in his chest. Out of nowhere, a lone maid came in carrying a silver tray with tea on it. Three cups. I couldn't fully see the other two people. Only a pair of legs cropped by a pencil skirt of the purest white. They spoke in hushed tones as we walked closer. "There is no way in hell I am th
Ciaran's Point of ViewAlvara had surprised us all. An endless fire raged behind her ribs. We had been right. I had seen those same flames rage against her circumstances. At first she had shrunk back from Adelia. But that fire pushed her further. Driven her to stand up for herself. The sight was something else to behold.When we had met her, she was nothing but a timid girl trying to hide. Only a few days here and something had shifted deep within her. For the better. Even though she had spent days with Maverick and Dargan, I felt a certain comfort in knowing that she was taken care of. That all her emotional needs were slowly being met.I hadn't bargained on Sybil and Adelia showing up. Hadn't bargained on Adelia being so persistent in her pursuit of going to one of those orgies. Or rather, our sex clubs. The practice had started when the pack was founded. Dargan, Maverick, Ozias and I's sexual tastes were rather on the dark side. In t
Ozias' Point of ViewAvoiding Adelia was the one rule I had made for myself. The woman was a vile excuse for werewolf. Nothing ever mattered to her as much as money and power. A present to her left by her father. How Sybil had endured the man for years was beyond me.Dargan had retreated to his gaming room and I had holed up inside the library. Albert had yet to meet Alvara, causing the man to nearly throttled me each time I came up to him empty handed. I still couldn't figure out how I would introduce the two, seeing as we wanted to keep her rather tragic history for ourselves just a second longer. Just until we knew she was on more stable grounds.Black hair popped out behind the door. Caramel eyes took in my precarious reading position. Rolling my eyes at his frown, Ciaran smiled. Albert had fallen deeper into the library, stacking our more expensive items into their slots. Ciaran also loved the written world but the love was muted s
Ozias' Point of ViewPondering my reply for a second, Alvara bit her bottom lip. My stomach stirred in reply. Keeping my distance was the wisest decision. Being this close to her drove my wolf to the brink of madness. All I wanted was to get closer. Be beside her in the most intimate of ways."That is a sad existence," She finally settled on a reply. I smiled ruefully at her. Reaching forward, I plucked a lily from the plant. "All I know is that she must be stupid to not accept you.""You say it as if she even knows I adore the very ground she walks on." I laughed bitterly. Alvara watched me from the corner of her eye. Tenderly, I stroked the flower in my hand. The petal felt soft, fragile. But hundreds bloomed around us. They were Savanah's favorite flower as well. I had planted these for her upon my return. To say sorry for my absence."Is this why you joined me in the garden?" Alvara asked, letting her arms fall freely to her
Alvara's Point of ViewShopping day had finally caught up with me. My worst nightmare made flesh. Finding plus size clothing was a massive headache. Plus size lingerie was damn near impossible. The thought nearly drove me to sleep another few hours. Ozias had explained to me the urgency of what I wore. Sexy, yet refined. As if we could find anything in my size.What had I gotten myself into? As of last night, the planning had started on the sex party. Or orgy. Or whatever the true term for it was. My nerves where shot at the prospect of actually attending. Sadly, my mouth and ego had gotten the better of me. Regardless of what I had said to Ozias and in the presence of Adelia, I wasn't all too sure this was what I wanted.For years my fantasies had plagued me. I wanted more out of my life, especially my sex life. Now faced with those fantasies, I felt guilty. Technically, I was still a married woman. Married women never went to parties
Alvara's Point of ViewI had been hideously wrong about shopping. Flitting from store to store brought out a new type of excitement within me. Clothing bags filled with new garments hung from a silent Harland. Everywhere I we went, I found clothes that not only fit me but matched the style I had always wanted. As if Teagan just knew where to shop for the best clothes to fit my body. I loved it. Lived for it.Teagan was also an absolute pleasure to be around. Her smiles and encouragements made me feel sexier than I had in years. Confident within my own skin. Now and again, Harland would comment on outfit choices as well. Things Eugene would have killed me for wearing, Harland complimented me on, telling me how lucky my mate was for having me. Teagan would grow irritated with her big brother's comments and ushered him to a smoothie shop or food stall for us.The day was pleasant. Up beat. Nothing like my days spent within the confines of
Ciaran's Point of ViewThe party would take place within next week. Sybil would send us the official date and time later on. Invites were being printed. The theme had been set as well. Everything was going to plan. Almost. Yet, I still couldn't grasp the fact that Alvara had insisted on the party. I knew she wanted to out-stage Adelia. Make the girl regret her decision on making such calloused comments about someone she had never met before. There had been this terrifying cockiness surrounding Alvara. It was enough to make me even harder."Okay, so the new unemployment rates are in. Our quarterly reports as well. The exchange rate for Dollars had gone to shit, putting our American ventures in a wonderful light. The are striking on the mines again, something about not getting paid enough. And I have one massive fucking headache," Ozias rambled, scanning the book in his hands. Our eyes met from across the room and he stopped. "You look more trou