"Dominique's personality was too dominant to accept someone as his Alpha, he was meant to be a lone wolf. He didn’t have the temperament to be around others, too quick to fly off the handle, if you ask me. Anyway, after the ultimatum, Dominique left and Beth went along, only this time she left the boys behind with me and Salvatore."Viktor was thirteen and Killian was almost twelve. I think Beth knew the moving around wasn’t good for them, but she loved Dominique too much to give him up, so she did what she thought was best.” “We haven’t seen Beth or Dominique since. Someone once said they’d gone to Europe while another rumour had them in South America.” Linda shrugged. “No one knows for sure.” “That must have been really hard on Killian and Viktor, always moving about, constantly joining the pack, then leaving again. And then to be abandoned by their mother...” I felt an ache in my heart. I'd lost my own mother at a young age but at least my parent hadn’t chosen to abandon me. Had
I spent most of my drive to work thinking about Killian. His childhood explained a lot about him now as an adult. As Christine had pointed out, not having a stable home or a real pack while growing up, made him fiercely protective and loyal to what he had now. And his consideration of me as a new member of the pack made sense too. How many times had he experienced that awkwardness, moving somewhere new and trying to fit in? Then there was his speech about ‘moments of great disappointment’. I kept coming back to that, but it could have any number of meanings. At one time, I thought it might have referred to Josephine, or it could be about his brother turning on him, but now I wondered if it was his mother leaving him behind, or possibly even his whole childhood. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that Killian was a very complex person, with one foot in the past, dealing with the ancient traditions and animal instincts of a male werewolf and pack Alpha and the other in
When one o'clock finally rolled around, I breathed a sigh of relief; my shift had been a busy one and quite the unexpected one. I had met the famous billionaire CEO Caspian Edgar. He wasn't what I quite expected, he seemed too....open with a rather childish attitude. Albeit he appeared nice and forthcoming, there was something off about him. Almost as though his nice guy persona was simply an act. Now I could understand Christine's and Linda's point of view about him. The man was an enigma. Shaking off the thought I took off my apron, hung it on my hook and grabbed my coat, thinking longingly of sitting somewhere quiet and putting my feet up.As I rounded the corner towards the door, the sight of a tall, sandy-haired man brought me up short."Stephan!" Joyfully, I launched myself across the remaining few feet and jumped into the open arms of my childhood friend. "Hailey!" He spun me around and then kissed my cheek. "It's so good to see you." He smiled down at me, his hazel eyes war
"I'm relieved now that that's off my mind. After you left earlier, I did a lot of thinking and... Well...” He hesitated and then spoke in a rush. “After seeing you again today, I’ve come to realize that while I still love you, I think it’s more of a brother-sister kind of love. We’ve known each other all our lives and we drifted into a relationship but after you left, I found that I wasn’t as devastated as I thought I’d be.” Stephan seemed to be apologetic and was holding his breath, waiting for my response. I blinked. That wasn’t what I’d been expecting at all and yet it mirrored what I’d been coming to suspect. A self-deprecating laugh escaped me. Here I’d been thinking he wanted us to run away together and instead he was letting me down easy! “So you’re basically ‘breaking up’ with me?” I smiled at him so he’d know I was teasing but even still, he squirmed looking uncomfortable. “Yeah, I guess I am. Have I hurt your feelings?” “No. I was coming to the same conclusion myself.
Warning this chapter contains scenes of torture, readers discretion is strongly advisedHe woke up from his slumber with a thudding headache, eyes closed against the dull pain. The back of his skull throbbed like a whore's heart; he bit out a curse and moved his hand to inspect the damage except that it didn't move.Something was restraining his arms. His legs, too, were immobilized, as he noticed when he tried to get up. To get up... so he was lying prone. He couldn't recollect how he had gotten here. The last thing he remembered was having launch at a local restaurant when he had suddenly collapsed.The violent hum of electricity streaking through the air assaulted his battered head, calling forth a grimace of agony. A steady dripping echoed all around him, but it seemed to come from a single source.A runny tap, or a leak in the roof.How long had he been out cold? His lips were parched and hunger growled in his stomach. He cracked open his eyes to better perceive how deep in shit
"Mr...Caspian, it's... it a surprise, I wasn't expecting to see you here so early," Dr. Barret said with a forced smile while his assistant nurse trembled at the sudden visitor. "Do I need to announce my presence to an establishment that I built?," Caspian titled his gaze with a creepy smile."Of..of course not Mr Caspian," Barret smiled, "Your presence is always welcome in this fine establishment,""Good," Caspian nodded, "So any development?" Caspian asked strolling towards to table where a Lycan lay lifeless with his mouth open and his skull melted. It was a horrific sight, however not to Caspian who seemed to enjoy it breaking a callous smile across his face."Yes Mr Caspian, we are a step closer to perfecting the serum, we are already in the trial phase and the subjects are showing promising results," Dr barret boasted with confidence"Hmm," Caspian nodded, "That's a relief," He added trailing his hands across the corpse stopping at its manhood. Dr. Barrat winced at the sight. H
I hummed to myself, thinking about how nice it had been to see Stephan again and to have things worked out between us. The confusing feelings I’d harboured for him over the past few weeks were finally straight in my mind, allowing me to focus on Killian without any guilt or ambiguity. Killian was my future and I'm pretty sure I'm beginning to love him. Yes, I thought I loved Stephan, but this is totally different. Hugging Stephan had been familiar and comfortable, while being with Killian gives me a sense of security and completeness along with an interesting, tingly excitement that just feels…right. Stopping at a traffic light, I glanced down at the dashboard and grimaced. That warning light was on again. Rolling my eyes in exasperation, I altered my course and headed towards the nearest garage. Thankfully, it wasn’t too late, and the mechanic was still on duty. He took the car back into the service area to check it, while I sat waiting in the front office. It wasn’t the cleanes
“So, how are we going to keep Killian from finding out about this guy?” Josephine's question jolted me back from my imagined encounter with an enraged Killian. “Umm... I’ll grab a quick shower.” “No time for that. Killian will be home any minute, and besides what about your clothes? Even stuffed in the laundry basket he might notice. I suppose you might have time to get them down to the laundry before he gets here, but what if you meet him on the stairs?” “Then I’ll just...” “Hailey, you are so lucky that I’m here to help you out. Here’s what we’ll do. Do you remember how I gave you some perfume about a week ago? Have you used it yet?” I shook my head unable to recollect ever using the perfume “No. Why?” “Okay, well put some on...quite a lot actually. It will help mask that scent. If you use it, Killian will have no idea that you’ve been near anyone else. And if you see Stephan again, use it then too. What Killian doesn’t know won’t hurt him and it will save you from his temper,