LOGIN“Burger King?!” His driver parrots, certain he heard his boss wrongly. The man behind him doesn’t eat in such restaurants, so his request of the place as his destination was a strange one.
Eros lifts his eyes off his phone to fix his driver with a stern look. “Is there a problem?” He questions coldly.
His driver shakes his head vigorously. “No problem boss,” he replies with a sheepish expression and promptly starts the car.
On their way, Eros makes a call to the hospital.
The doctor’s phone rings interrupting him in the middle of attending to another patient. He takes permission from the patient and goes out to the corridor to answer his phone.
“Hello.”
“Is she awake?” Eros asks into the phone, going straight to the reason he called, without wasting time with pleasantries.
“Yes, Mr Helix and—” the doctor goes to say more, but the sound of the dial tone signalling the end of the call had him pulling the phone away from his ear. He shakes his head after confirming that Mr Helix really hung up him.
“What an odd fellow,” he mumbles to himself before returning to his patient.
After his call, Eros feels his driver stare on him, and without looking in his direction demands in a cold tone. “Is there something on my face?”
His driver shakes his head. “Nope, Boss,” he lies. There isn’t a problem per se, but he is trying to figure out his boss’s change in behavior. He is not acting himself recently since they picked up the young woman.
First is his insistent on staying in the hospital to make sure the girl is alright, and now is the desire for a fast food. Something his boss would not touch with a ten feet pole.
Despite his claims that nothing is wrong, he keeps stealing glances at his boss, as if his numerous looks through the side mirror would some how reveal to him the reason behind his boss weird personality change.
“If you are certain there isn’t a cartoon character on my forehead, I would suggest you concentrate on your driving. We would not a repeat of last night,” Eros warns calmly, his voice chilled.
His driver gulps nervously, hearing the threat lacing his bosses softly delivered words. He does as his boss suggested. Keeping his focus on his driving, and wiping away any thoughts of distraction.
The last thing he wants is to get on his boss side. The man might have the face of an angel, but when he deals with his enemies, or those unfortunate to get on his badside, he wears the face of the devil.
Inside the restaurant, the driver stands in disbelief as his boss makes his order.
As they are leaving the restaurant, people gawk at them strangely, puzzled as to why they needed so many chicken. His driver also has the same question running through his mind.
He holds his peace until they get to the car, before causually asking his boss. “Did the army call?”
Eros, who had managed to find something to occupy himself, while his driver loads their order in the boot, lift his eyes away from the game of crush he is playing to look his driver’s way. “Excuse me?!”
His driver comes out from behind the car, and explains his question to his slightly perplexed boss. “Well, we ordered a good amount of chicken to feed an army, so I wondered if the army general called to tell you that he is sending a battalion to the house, and this is what you intend to feed them.”
Eros couldn’t believe the audacity of his driver. Did the young man just tease him? Ryze has been with him for years. He found the young Lycan as a teenager, going through the system, struggling to live among the humans while hiding his identity.
Ryze had lost his parents during the war between the Lycans and the wolves–A battle for supremacy, which the wolves had lost, but his side suffered a great loss. Himself not excluded.
He takes the young man as his son, and the only one who could claim to be close to him. Their relationship hasn’t been rosy. Raising Ryze was like raising a teenager, and the lost of his parents didn’t make it easier.
It took years for them to trust and get comfortable with each other. They both lost people dear to them, and that helped laid the foundation of their relationship.
Raising the teenager has had it perks and disadvantage, and one of the great disadvantage is the young man’s ability to annoy him with his little sassy comments or questions. Like now.
Eros doesn’t know whether to wring the boy’s neck or sow his lips together so he never speaks again. Neither of those appeals to him, not to someone dear to him, so he settles for glaring at him, knowing it would be just as effective.
He was right.
Ryze looks as if he swallowed his tongue when he caught the evil look Eros sent his way. Never mind. You don’t have to answer, he tells his boss with a subdued demeanor. He quickens his actions. Hurrying to open the door for Eros and going to the driver side.
He gets them on the road without dallying with his usual chit-chats.
When they get to the hospital, Ryze jumps down from the car, humbly opens the door for his boss, before hurrying to the boot to unload their order. He is still behaving perfectly to wipe off his earlier blunder from his bosses mind.
Aware of what the young man is doing, Eros smirks to himself as he gets out of the car. On their way to the entrance the hairs at the back of his neck stands on end. Someone or someones are watching him.
He stops and looks in the direction the stare seems to be coming from. He sees a strange car park off the parking lot, and from the distance between them he could make out the occupants.
Four men. Two in front, two behind. All wolves.
Why are they here?
Did they come for the girl?
Eros protective instinct rears its head. If they intend to get to the girl, they would have to go through him.
Ara is awake, and though she seems not to be in any physical pain, her mind is troubled. What is her next line of action? She can’t stay in the hospital, because it is very close to the Pack. It won’t be hard for her mate to figure out that she is here and sends someone after her, if he hasn’t already.
She needs to get out of this place before they find her.
She sits up with some difficulties and goes to remove the line on her hand again when the door to her room opens, and Eros deep voice rings out into the room.
“You are really a stubborn one, aren’t you?”
Ara’s eyes goes wide at the sight of him, even as her heart leaps in fright or excitement, the blonde is not certain.
RAVEN’S POVA tap on the shoulder wakes me up from sleep, but I quickly dose off again when I stole a glance at the bedside clock to find that it is too early. Maybe a figment of my imagination, I reasoned, drifting off again. I mean no sane person wakes up at 4 am. The tap comes again, drawing me out of sleep, and rousing my annoyance. I hiss as I smack the hand off my body. I was about to drift again when I heard it. A low deep chuckle. My eyes snaps open, and I turn my head in its direction. My heart leaps to my throat when it encounters Dimitri’s twinkling blue eye, but his amused expression clears once our eyes meet. He sits beside dressed as if on his way for a run. His sleeveless vest exposed his muscular arms, and I couldn’t help stealing a glance or two at them. “Ready for your training?” his baritone voice snags my attention from his muscles, sending shivers down my spine. I blink at him, slightly confused. I believe I am still half asleep. Which normal person functions
DIMITRI POVI am in my office pouring over work files when a knock sounds on the door dragging my attention away from the laptop screen before me. I look toward the door, and bids them entrance. I go back to the files, the sound of the door knob turning cutting through the silence in the room. The door opens and someone walks in. I look up when I feel them before my desk. From the spicy scent circulating the room, I already know who it is. “Sire,” she greets. I lift my eyes slowly to meet her serious ones. “You are late,” I say without preamble, cocking a brow at her. “I am sorry. It took more time than I anticipated to uncover her story,” she responds with a blank expression. I wonder if she knows how annoying her impassive face is. “So you found something?” I gaze at her curiously. She nods. “She is a wolf,” she blurts out, shocking me. My brows climbs to my hairline. I struggled to believe her words. If the brunette is a wolf I will know. I mean even Xero herself thought h
“Who is she?” I snap out of my thoughts at her question and glance at her. She is staring forward, her expression unreadable, but she sounded curious. It is obvious she is asking about Isabella. “A friend.” Her head snaps in my direction, her expression reads she doesn’t believe me, and I don’t blame her, but that is the safest answer I have right now. I don’t explain further and she doesn’t question me further. We get close to Isabella and my boys and I could see the look of frustration on their faces. Isabella being who she is could try the patient of a saint. She is very high demanding and bossy. Our arrival attracts their attention and they stop arguing to watch us as I parked the car. Raven steps out of the car before I could come around, but she waits for me before approaching the boys and Isabella. Isabella doesn’t wait for me to get to her, but makes her way to me with a broad grin on her face. When she gets to me she throws her arms around my neck and kisses. Shocked b
DIMITRI POVHonestly, I don’t know why I claimed her baby. But when I turned to her, I answered. “Because I have always wanted a child.” Her eyes widens, and I smile. “What? Do someone like me not deserve a child?” I am not ignorant as to how most perceive me, and it is a reputation well deserved. I had fought for my seat, and to my people, strength and ruthlessness is power, and I do not regret my past. She doesn’t say anything and faces front. I assumed the conversation is over and starts the car. “And me being your mate?” She questions into the silence, a few minutes into our journey home. I look at her again, but she is staring out of the window. I couldn’t see her face to read what she is thinking. As a Lycan I can read her thoughts if I want to, but I didn’t want to invade her privacy. I remember Xero’s words earlier this morning and ask. “Do you read minds?” Her head snaps in my direction with an obvious surprised expression. “What?” Maybe I am overthinking things. The s
DIMITRI POVI turn to look at the screen when the doctor begins to move the weird looking thing on her stomach. My heart pounds in anticipation as the screen begins to screech. I do not understand the weird shaped on the screen but I stared at the screen like my life depended on it. It feels as if the baby is mine, and honestly I am a little surprised at my action. I have always wanted to be a father, and I wanted that with Simone, but she wasn’t ready when we were together, and then she died. I pushed down the bad thoughts. I hate thinking about Simone. I would want to say I am over her death, but truthfully, I am not. I still misses her like she died yesterday instead of five hundred years ago. She was my soul mate, though not my mate, unfortunately. A thing that broke Simone’s heart. She wanted so badly to be my mate, that she felt our relationship was incomplete, and it didn’t matter how many times I tried to reassure her. “This is your baby.” The doctor’s voice snaps me out
DIMITRI POVPatience isn’t something I practice a lot, but with her I am trying. If anyone other than her had spoken to me in such manner they would be dead. I close my eyes and open them, fixing her with a stern look. “The next time you speak to me in that tone I will punish you.” She blushes, averting her eyes from me, before she slowly lifts them back, and in their emerald depth lies guilt and fright. I did not mean to frighten her, but she needs to keep in mind who I am, and I do not tolerate disrespect, not even from the woman I am dying to fuck. “I am sorry,” she speaks, her voice low, and sincere. “Apology accepted,” I smiled at her to let her know all is forgiven. “Ready?” She nods and I take her hand. I stop walking when she doesn’t move with me. I look at her to find her eyes staring somewhere else. "Is something the matter?" “You are holding my hand,” she says as if it is a big feat. I did not understand her surprise. I love holding her hand. It fits perfectly well in







