-CLEO'S POV- Why would visitors be here? Being cautious, I went into defense mode and prudently strolled over to the door. I peeked through the peephole and saw a sophisticated man and stylish woman standing with Zoe in the center. Who were they? I opened the door halfway and the classy youthful woman smiled brilliantly at me. Her brown eyes sparkled with glee as she tucked stray strands of her wavy burgundy brown hair behind her right ear. The sexy black double-breasted, slim-fitted two-piece suit with stilettos that she wore, put together well with the black purse in her hand made her able to turn any man’s eye. While the suave man was dressed in a monochromatic ensemble of a solid black formal shirt and pants, looking me up and down, scrutinizing me. Though he had ash-brown hair and light beige eyes, his face was vaguely familiar. "Why the fuck do you have my daughter?" I was prepared to mutilate them whether they were aristocrats or not for interfering with my daughter. Tog
-CLEO’S POV- “Hello, Gamma Female. My name is Malik.” He bowed, “Gamma Blayne instructed me to deliver this to you.” In his hands was a large brown enclosed cardboard box. He raised his hands and I took it. Zoe tiptoed inquisitively, thinking that would have been enough height to help her to see what was inside. I chuckled. “Thank you, Malik.” The box was heavier than Malik made it seem. “Has Blayne returned?” “No ma’am. He is out of territory with the Alpha.” Malik politely replied and delved into his shirt pocket to hand me a card. “This is my number, alongside two of our Senior Elites. We are here to serve you should you need anything until our Gamma returns.” “Zoe, honey, could you take the card for me?” I peered down at her and she obeyed. Malik smiled at her and bowed to me. “Gamma Cleo.” Once his head was raised, he disappeared in a split-second flash. I closed the door with my right foot and went to the long leather couch with Zoe sitting opposite me. My pinkie nail pu
-CLEO’S POV-After messing with Darlene, I wondered how Blayne would react when the news got out. Malik reluctantly came with me. I did not give him a choice in the matter. He whined pathetically that escorting me to the fetish club might result in Blayne killing him. Additionally, I had breached confinement, which would be another scale of punishment for him. Nervously, he stood by and watched me serve the bitch up a torturous session.See, I replied to her email and told her that I’d be at the fetish club and at what time. I figured that Blayne was very dominant in the bedroom and so I ordered her to make preparations for me. She had to inversely handcuff herself to the end of the bed facing down.Wearing a mask, as directed by Malik, I arrived with a whip in my hand. Malik handled the bouncers at the front of the detached three-story building. I had on tight-fitted high-waist black jeans and a black corset top. My blonde hair was loosely down and combed back, and minimal makeup.Fr
-CLEO’S POV- Two days passed before I saw Blayne again, a little past midnight. My heart did somersaults of happiness when Blayne's scent pummeled through the apartment. The front door opened and closed. I jerked up in bed like an anxious kitten, impatient to see him. “Hi baby,” he said upon entering the bedroom and headed straight to the bathroom, closing the door. No greeting kiss, humph. My eyes narrowed at his eccentric behavior. Was that all the greeting he was going to give me? It seemed distant and chilling. I chewed the gums of my inner cheek while waiting for him to come out of the bathroom. He took the longest shower ever! Finally, he was done and came out half-dry in a white towel. I tried not to linger on how amazing his body was. My skin jumped and tickled with excitement every time he moved. At last, his gaze fell on me. Those hypnotic brown eyes ….oh goddess, they affected the course of my heartbeat and I yearned for him to dominate me. Ground-shaking flutters eme
-BLAYNE’S POV- “What are you doing?” The early morning sun was already up when I came home from patrolling the borders to find Cleo packing her suitcases in the closet. All three were open as she went back and forth with clothes from the hanger and drawers. She was freshly showered in a blue and white striped camisole top and blue jeans shorts. Smelling heavenly, her hair was in a messy bun on top. I could gawk at her forever in amazement. It’s fucking insane how everything she does makes me want to compliment her. “I am moving out.” She moved around in the closet gathering her clothes from the hangers. “Why?” Stunned, I grasped her arms to hold her still. My heart was breaking and my wolf howled inside of me. The mate bond snagged at me with a burning gash. She rolled up the yellow yoga pants in her hands and dropped it into the suitcase. “It’s not fair for me to continue the living arrangements when my people are lacking on many levels. It’s causing a rift between us. I should b
-BLAYNE'S POV- Cleo was angry with me. She was frustrated with the interval in the integration process. More of her people came down from the mountains today. Those were the injured ones who had partially recovered and could make the journey. It’s been three days since I returned with Jasmine from Crimson Hyde Pack. She was Curtis’ mate who connected Chloe to the witch of the Starfall Enchanted Sisters coven. Had Vance been there, she would have died instantly. Alpha Virgil pleaded on behalf of his Beta Astrol for leniency to spare her life. He hoped that the brotherly bond would have awarded some benevolence. Since the witch queen, Ophelia, felt obligated to defend her species, Vance mostly maintains Jasmine's life in order that she might testify in support of the murder accusations against the witch. Chloe’s actions were unforgivable. I looked forward to being an uncle and of course, training him under Vance’s watch. Now that the baby was gone and the funeral held, an ominous cl
-CLEO’S POV- Blayne was being impossible! The housebound was abolished, howbeit he wanted me to stay in the apartment like a blasted house rat. He was probably in a bad mood due to the argument we had this morning. I was the same. We argued and made up, and then argued again. The confinement of the dwelling made it insufferable to stay there. Blayne should hurry up with options that I could use to make my people feel contented. They were still homeless, alienated, and restless. The date tonight had better be worth it or else I will move out. Today, as usual, I went to the camping site. Even though Sheldon was usually helpful to everyone, his snobbery persisted. He had a genuine love for our people. The thing that disturbed them the most was what I was doing away from them. Was I having fun with my mate or badgering the Alpha King about our plight? The arrest remained untold. Again, I gave them a lengthy speech and reassured them that we were working on habitats while we set up add
-CLEO’S POV- Undiluted lust possessed us, driving me wild. In the fervid silence, our eyes appreciated each other’s bodies. His sexiness exuded from the black shirt with a white bike printed on the front that he wore with his taut muscles bulging underneath. My mouth salivates. The incendiary pleasure that his stare granted was different from what I felt this morning. My wolf was virtually humping the ground in my head, rolling around to sniff his scent while I had my eyes half closed from the electrical signals he transmitted through my body. My teeth began to hurt, and I felt the impulse to claim him. My tongue pleaded for just a taste since I wasn't used to this feverish pitch-black glare in his eyes. Fixed on mine, they drew me in, along with his lush lips. “All mine,” he whispered like he was daring me to defy him. He wipes his tongue across his upper lips, showing fangs. He quickly put his hands around my waist, pulling my body into his while I blinked in shock. My head was f