SYDNEY
I quickly forced Rieka back, regaining control and running after Victor. He stormed past Sylvain and Tane who were listening to our conversation outside the door. They were obviously very confused considering most of the talking was done through the mind link. My brother called after me as I rushed past the two but I ignored him, focusing on catching up to Victor whose legs practically ate up the ground he walked on.
I followed him out the sliding glass door, running breathlessly behind him as he entered the forest. He could hear me behind him but he ignored me, probably hoping I'd catch the hint and leave him alone. I really should have but I physically couldn't. This wasn't a downpour of information only for me but for him, too. I could only imagine the thoughts consuming him right now. He needed to know that he wasn't alone.
I watched in horror as he began unbuttoning his shirt. If he shifted and ra
QUADEIt was because I never thought I could feel for anyone the way I felt for her. That was the reason I appreciated every fucking, perfect moment spent with her. Waking up with her curled into my side, clinging onto my body as if her life rode on my existence alone had my mind frazzled. She was a daydream, a nightmare, all things good, and all things truly wicked wrapped into one package. I thought that I'd taint her soul with mine but, in some fucked up way, her soul was already tainted and complimented mine. Why? Because she was fucking made for me. No one else but me and I would never let a knobhead try to take her from again.Never again! Raking my fingers through her hair, I began humming softly. A vivid memory of my sister, Tatum, laying beside me as a kid flooded my mind. She would wake me, humming softly as she raked her fingers through my snarled hair. My memories of her were growing mor
QUADEI found myself shifting into my black wolf and barreling into the forest. The vibrations of my paws hitting the earth were nothing compared to the sound of my heart hammering in my chest. It was all too much. One would think I'd be used to it by now but even an arsehole like me needed to catch a break every once in a while.Everything seemed to be going well. I wasn't the person I was before — one that hated the world and everything in it. There was something I looked forward to waking up to every morning. She was my reason to not be an arrogant piece of shit all the fucking time but sometimes, I couldn't help it. All I wanted to do after leaving our room was make a beeline for that cunt's room and beat the bloody shit out of him. But that would hurt her and I didn't want to hurt her — at least, not if she didn't ask for it.So, going against everything I would have done, I decided to seek out solace in
SYDNEYI had a strange craving for ice cream. Not any ice cream. Mint with dark chocolate chips. It was my brother's favorite and I personally hated the taste. But now, I craved it as if my life depended on it. I thought I could hold in the craving. It was what I usually did when I craved things during that time of the month, but this was so much worse. This was persistent and so difficult to ignore.I sat back in my leather office chair, running a hand over my stomach, "I can already tell you're going to be demanding," I murmured, smiling down.There was already a connection forming between us and as each day passed, the connection grew stronger. I may not have known much about my pup but I knew I would love him or her unconditionally. I'd like to think that the two men in my life could come to some sort of agreement because, deep down, I knew they would love my pup faultlessly.This morning,
QUADEI woke up this morning with a purpose. One of which Sydney did not like. She wanted to be that strong Alpha that dealt with everything hands-on. I respected that because the way she handled things demanded everyone's respect. No one could fault her as an Alpha. However, with her expecting, things had to be taken care of differently.And she did not like that one bit!I had suggested that I handle the Huxley situation only because I still had my doubts about the arsehole. He was a man that never got caught unless he wanted to and he was a man that wasn't easily broken. For him to willingly want to talk to someone, it was suspicious. Even if that someone was Victor.I feared if Huxley figured out that Sydney was pregnant then the news would somehow make it back to my father. Under no circumstances was he allowed to find out that my mate was about to have a pup. I would keep it a s
QUADEWe left the cells, Enzo and Zen getting to work on the task I set out for them. It was some sort of poetic justice having Huxley dumped on the castle's steps with no regard just like my sister had been. My father cared for no one but himself but I wanted him to feel a sliver of what I felt to find a dead body sprawled at your doorway. It wouldn't scar a monster like him as it did me but he would be angered and I fully planned to use that anger against him.Tane, Sylvain, and Victor followed me out, all of us making our way to the pack house. I had to admit, I was a little curious as to why Victor couldn't snap Huxley's neck when he had the perfect opportunity. It made no sense. After everything that man had done to him, wouldn't he want to execute some sort of revenge? An eye for an eye — that was what I was taught.I was never one to stay silent. It was part of the reason I was partially forthcoming wi
SYDNEY"How did you get these?" I murmured, tracing the pad of my finger over one of the many pink scars marking Quade's skin. He wished the tattoos did their job of hiding the scars away from me but they caught my eye each time. There was something painfully beautiful about every one of them. They held a story, the story of how he survived and persevered.He hissed, clenching the sheets in his tattooed fist, "You don't want to know."I looked up at him, meeting his cold gaze. His green orbs reminded me of the eerie forest at night. Cold, dark, and haunted with untold secrets that could scare the devil himself. I never thought I could remotely feel anything for the man holding me in bed at this moment, but the more I understood him, the deeper my feelings became. They were scratching on the surface of love but it wasn't there yet. I wasn't certain how he arrived to love so quickly but then again, I was the on
SYDNEYI sat at the kitchen island with a bowl of mixed fruit and plain yogurt in front of me. The rest of the pack were busy with morning training — Quade and Victor included — while the older women prepared breakfast. Sparring was out of the question for me which I missed. I tried to cram in a sparring session whenever I could when Victor was around. Now, I barely sparred and stuck to light exercises.Heather opted to skip training today entirely, joining me for breakfast instead. She wouldn't leave my side once she found out about the baby and both Quade and I let her gush and ultimately smother me the entire time. I could see the spark of appreciation lighting up Zen's nearly black eyes every time he saw Quade and I humor her.It had been a few weeks since my first check-up and I had a few more after that. I was officially sporting a baby bump now, one I skillfully hid under Quade's shirts. He never minde
SYDNEY "You're not going after him," Quade snarled, stepping in front of me and placing his hands against the backrest on either side of my head, "I'm serious, Sydney, you're not going to run after him and comfort him as he's some sort of lost fucking pup." "Quade, I'm only going to ask you this once," I asked lowly, challenging him because who the hell did he think he was talking to, "did you say something to set him off?" I watched his jaw muscle tick and his eyes swirl with steely silver, "I may have said some stuff." My lips automatically curved into a malicious snarl. Placing my palms flat against his chest, I shoved him away. He stumbled back and I used that as my opportunity to stand to my feet, "Why the fuck would you do that? Why can't you just let him be? You said it yourself, ignoring him is easy." "Yeah, it's not so fucking easy when you let him touch you