"Salazar? Is everything alright?" I walked closer to him and he just threw something to the side without breaking eye contact and without emotion in his face. "No problem here, Erin," he guaranteed and I had to stop myself from laughing. "Are you studying my favorite dish, Salazar?""Well, I figured it would be nice to give it a try. It would be nice to have a broad choices for our menu," he explained cool-y as he took off his apron. I had to clench my thighs together when his muscles flexed as he reached for the back if his ribbon. I had to look away from him in case I go to heat again. Although I had survived my first wave of heat, thanks to him, it doesn't mean it ends there. The purpose of going into heat is to push mates to mate and complete the bond. Thus, as long as I refuse and don't comply, my heat will come over and over until I give in. The wonder is how long I can stop myself when I'm not entirely ready. "How come your home early? How did your session go?""It went gr
"So, what was Jenny's punishment? And why are you punishing her?"Salazar wiped my thighs clean with a hanky before pocketing it. After Salazar have me a hickey, my heat came again and my mate was very willing to rid me of the pleasure. I was afraid this was becoming a habit of ours. "Her actions drove you by the edge of the cliff," he said with zero emotion in his voice. "I can't let it slide when I nearly lost you."Cue my heart going ba-dump. "But she's your friend since you were kids.""But she hurt my mate. No one gets away with that, love," he said and planted a kiss on my forehead ever so casually. "Where do you wanna eat?" "It's only 11, Salazar. I came here for my duties.""You're learning, I see," he nodded and walked to sit on his chair. "How about your duties as my mate? Any marking coming soon?""Funny.""I'm serious. I can mark you here now. The thought of you going to school where a lot of unmated wolves are does not sit very well with me. What if your heat comes aga
I was at lost of words. I was in shock. I was trembling as I cried while my mate held me closer to him. When his hands trailed from my shoulders down to my hands to hold them, I snapped and pulled myself away from him. I look at him with tears in my eyes while he remained emotionless. "I had to. I want to apologize but I couldn't help myself," I sobbed at what he said. "But it's done now." "No," my lips quivered when he reached for my face. "No." He looked at me helplessly. "Well, this was bound to happen anyway." I felt so helpless that I was hyperventilating. I felt numb. I felt beaten. Depressingly, everything seemed cloudy as Salazar picked me up and situated me in the car. He buckled my seatbelt before leaning closer to plant a kiss on his mark and I hissed at the sensation despite feeling some sort of void inside of me. I didn't know what to feel. What was I supposed to feel? Wasn't this the assurance I wanted? Wasn't this the assurance I needed? But he nee
It’s been a year. “Sue! Table 18, please.” “Coming!” I wiped my hands dry on my skirt before putting my hair in a bun and taking the tray of food settled on the countertop. I exited the kitchen and flashed Gabriella a smile as she took the orders of the customers. It’s been a year. “Quite a busy day today, Sue,” she grinned whilst chewing her gum, her eyes wrinkling at the sides. “Busy day means busy pockets, honey.” I walked to the 18th table and laid their order. “Is there anything else I can get you, sir, ma’am?” “Nothing more. Thank you.” “Sue, could you be a doll and attend to the dirty tables outside?” Victoria smiled while carrying dirty platters. Her wavy mint green hair was in a ponytail, swinging side to side. “Sure sure.” It’s been a year. It’s been a year since I went independent and on the run. It wasn’t easy at first, especially for a wolf whose nature is to be one with her pack. All the days and nights I spent myself crying, I’m glad everything seems to final
I can feel my heart pounding as I walk down the halls to his bedroom emitting horrid sounds no mated wolf would want to hear, especially when I clearly recognize the owner of the voices, the people behind the sounds breaking my heart. Patrice, my wolf, kept howling in my head. In pure agony she weeped, devastated by the betrayal of our mate, our supposedly other half. Hands trembling, tears dripping from my cheeks, I stopped in front of the door. The smell of cherries, honey, and jasmine reached my nose. The scent of my mate, the scent that used to calm me, the scent that's supposed to keep my head, was now mixed with the scent of the woman who never failed to ruin every good thing to happen to me. I can hear the bed inside creaking. Groans and moans of my mate, and groans and moans of the girl he knew I've always loathed. With the pain and anger I felt along with Patrice's, I kicked the door open in anger and there they were, doing the insufferable. Their bodies were entangled, ar
“I don’t think I look good,” I told Cynthia upon looking at myself in the mirror. "What are you talking about?," she basically exclaimed. "The dress looks absolutely gorgeous on you."Clothed on me was a red mermaid-like structured gown. It had a heart shaped low neckline, exposing more skin of my breaths. It hugged my body completely, only having the fluffs of the gown starting two inches above my knees, accentuating my figure very well, from my bust, to my waist, to my hips, and even bottom. It had not much detail on it, only a few golden streaks on the neckline. I looked at Cynthia's hopeful eyes. Her hands were intertwined, settling on her chin, her head tilting to the side as she looked at me in awe. She met my eyes and blinked a couple of times, her smile widening her cheeks could break. I sighed and she clapped her hands in joy. I got down the platform and got back inside the dressing room to change. We ended up purchasing a red and teal dress before going straight home.Cyn
Whispers filled the room as my pack alpha and luna made their way to their daughter. Even a few pack members made their way to her to check her. She was crying hard, a fucking actress, and my pack leaders glared at me and growled. My family came to me and gave them a deadly look. I knew my family would protect me no matter what. However, I was afraid of what our pack would do to them should they take my side. Tears swelled my eyes at the thought of them being tortured. "You hurt her!""You're such a bitch!""Have you not learned your lesson?!" I felt so small with everyone looking at me with disdain. Michelle kept on crying, trying to earn sympathy from everyone. "Arrest her!" our alpha ordered with a blank expression and I panicked. I turned to my family and knew we stood no chance. They couldn't help me with the majority against me. Davis held my arm firmly, and pulled me behind him as if he were shielding me from everyone. He was shaking his head while looking at everyone. I
Petrified looks were shot in the middle of the room. The look of horror could be seen on the faces of Alpha Fred, his luna, and their daughter. I could feel the hands of the guards gripping my arms go cold, they began shaking as the magnificent man let out a growl it felt like the earth shook. They bowed their heads further, exposing their necks of submission. Everyone in the room did and in instinct, I did as well. "Mate!"Hands shaking, knees trembling, palms sweating. I stared at his amber orbs, they held a mixture of rage and desire. My wolf was anxious, excitement rising and a mix of longing despite meeting for the first time. His amber eyes seemed like they would hold so much authority without effort. A tattoo was on his neck, to her exposed chest, his arms, and I wondered which part of him had ink. That thought alone made my wolf and myself feral, heat coming to my cheeks. His shoulders were broad, muscular to his arms, my thoughts wandered to how he could break me with his b