Eliana POV
The bartender clawed at Luca’s hands, trying to pry them from his throat without success. He even tried kicking Luca, but this just made the alpha angrier and I could see the fury of his inner wolf flash through his green eyes.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a rather round man dressed in black with a gold chain strung around his neck hurry toward us, his face pale.
"Mr. Castello! Oh my! Could you please put my employee down so that we can talk about this?" The man practically quivered in his shoes.
Luca turned to the owner of the strip club and looked down at him, not releasing the bartender as the man continued to dangle in the air. He was turning a horrible shade of purple, s
Eliana POV “So? Was that so bad?” Enzo teased me as the small private jet eased into its allocated area on the tarmac, a mischievous grin on his face. I unclenched my fingers from where they gripped the armrest of my seat, blood rushing into the appendages. “I still don’t get why we couldn’t have taken a commercial flight. There’s a much less chance of us falling out of the sky in a Boeing 737 than in this tin can.” Enzo chuckled again as the captain of the plane and the female copilot, who was his wife, exited the cockpit to hear my slur against the small plane. The pilot didn’t seem overly impressed that I had compared his ‘baby’ to a tin can, but I was exhausted having not been able to sleep a wink during the almost ten hour flight to London so he was just going to have to excuse the fact that I was just a tad bit grumpy. Enzo, on the other hand, had slept practically the whole way! Memories of that night with Luca kept replaying over and over in my head - his soft lips consu
Eliana POVWith one last look at him, taking in the sadness in his eyes that I hadn’t noticed before that moment, I got out of the car and accepted my bag from the driver. I watched as the car drove off before I entered the apartment building.The foyer had a communal area set up, with an array of sofas and bean bags where the tenants could relax and use the free WiFi that was allocated to the area. It was decorated with potted plants, abstract art on the walls and a small water fountain in the centre of the room, making it seem like a high end establishment and less like the regular student accommodations. The room was empty except for three girls my age, lounging on the sofas and tapping lazily on their cellphones.In most places, there is some indication
Eliana POV “Shit! Sorry!” I burst out as her eyes met mine, heat flooding my face with embarrassment as I backed out of the room and started closing the door behind me. “Hang on a moment. Wait, you’re my new roomy, right?” the girl asked as she hopped off the counter and fixed her skirt. The guy stood up and leant back against the desk, arms crossed and glaring at me as if I had walked in on them on purpose. “I’m Cassandra - or Cassie as everyone calls me,” she smiled broadly, grabbing my hand and pulling me inside. “Sorry about that, I forgot you were meant to be arriving today else I would have put a sock on the doorknob. Oh dear, you’re wet!” “Eliana, and don’t worry. I didn’t see much,” I responded, feeling the blush return to my cheeks. “I had an accident with the fountain downstairs.” Cassie smiled warmly before she turned to the guy, fluttering her long eyelashes at him. “Mark, darling. I need to help get Eliana unpacked and we have to do some girlie bonding. I promis
Eliana POV “Oh! I’m so sorry! That was all my fault, I wasn’t looking where I was going and…” My eyes met his and I felt panic rise inside my throat. Darn, I had just walked into another werewolf a few short minutes after Luca had told me to get out of the area because it wasn’t safe - I had crossed into a territory I had no business being in according to werewolf law. “If you wanted my number you could have just asked,” the guy laughed, pulling the wet fabric of his once white shirt away from his muscular chest. “I probably would have given it to you.” I laughed in response as relief flooded me. At least I knew he wasn’t going to challenge me or call his pack for backup, or something along those lines. “Pshhht, the temptation of coffee was just too strong. It was a pity you were in the way,” I shot back with a smirk. “I do owe you a round at the laundromat though.” I looked at his coffee stained shirt and grimaced, it was probably completely ruined now. He pulled his shirt o
Eliana POV "Good morning all, Professor Harris is running a bit late due to a personal emergency, so he asked me to fill in for this introduction lecture," he looked so calm and collected as he stood addressing us all, as if he'd done this a thousand times. "Welcome to Economics and Management 302, where you will learn about… well, economics and management." He paused as there was some chuckling at his awful attempt at a joke. "My name is Nathan Campbell, and I'm Professor Harris' personal slave until my PHD is completed. So you may see me around now and then." I'm not entirely sure why, but I felt myself sink lower in my chair as he spoke. Maybe it was because I had secretly admired the washboard abs I knew were situated under that button down shirt, or maybe it was because I actually enjoyed my time with him as we waited for coffee and didn't want that image of him to be ruined. I can't be sure. I can honestly say that for the entire lecture, my brain was nonfunctional. While
Luca POV The sun filtered through the voile curtains, its warm rays falling onto my king sized bed where feminine legs lay entwined in my pristine white sheets. I, on the other hand, sat on the other side of the room on one of the overly stuffed high back chairs that my mother had insisted would look good in the room. The only reason the lumpy monstrosities remained was because I loved my mother, and throwing them off my balcony would probably hurt her feelings. "Did you sleep at all?" Nina asked as she freed herself from the linen and slipped into my dressing gown, a soft yawn escaping her lips. I leant on the armrest, watching as she moved elegantly to the other chair and sat down, turning to face me. I'd called her over late last night, hoping to blow some steam and rid myself of the frustrations I seemed to be collecting. Try as I might, I couldn't find release, my mind constantly returning to Eliana and the night I had kissed her. At the end of the day, Nina was not Eliana.
Eliana POV My fingers tapped furiously on the keyboard, slipping through holes in Interpol's system before they tried to shut them. They were good, but I was better. I'd set enough diversions that I should be able to get in and save the file I needed to get before they figured out what my aim was, and then randomly take the others so that they wouldn't guess who sent their hacker. My headphones blared Blink182 into my ears and completely drowned out the outside world - not that the campus library needed much drowning out. I swear, even breathing seemed like a noise offence in that place. "Almost there, almost there…" I whispered to myself, code flying across the laptop screen. "And in!" I saved the numerous files onto my flash drive and exited the server, wiping away as much evidence of my presence as possible. Removing the flash drive and putting it securely on a lanyard around my neck, I closed my laptop with a triumphant grin - I'd told Enzo I'd get what he needed before the
Eliana POVMy eyes flew open yet I only saw darkness, pain pulsing throughout my body. I took a shaky breath, only to wince as it felt as if my lungs were on fire. Something was wrong. I could feel that something was definitely wrong. My eyes grew accustomed to the darkness and I could somewhat make out the bars of the cage in which I had been held, a thin blanket covering the floor. The place reeked of blood, sweat, urine and fear - but somehow I knew that it wasn’t just my own. The clothing on me felt tattered, strips of fabric hanging off my lean form. I groaned and lifted my hand, running it through the matted tufts of my hair. Someone had cut my hair? My hand moved on its own accord as it crossed my face, feeling the tender bump on my forehead where I had been hurt, and the scabbed cut across my eye.A noise to my left pulled me from my musing, and the sound of groaning echoed through the room as a flashlight illuminated the room. The light illuminated the many cages and their o