Nine

Alex

I lay awake in bed, the morning sun casting its warm glow upon my face. I couldn't bring myself to rise and close the curtains, too lost in my thoughts of Martha. She was a captivating enigma, radiating confidence yet harboring softer vulnerabilities.

Her fierce gaze when she paid me off still sends shivers down my spine.

Despite her cold exterior, my desire for her only grew stronger, knowing that it was a defense mechanism. When she confessed her attraction to me, I had to restrain myself from taking her right then and there on the café table. It took immense willpower to resist.

But here lies the problem—I've become too entangled in her web. She made it clear she wants nothing romantic or physical with me, even demanding I leave the Pack. It's only fair to divert my focus, but it's proving to be a greater challenge than expected.

Her presence consumed my every thought, even in the darkest of fantasies. I couldn't help but wonder how she was faring, what she had done with the s