Allison's POVI'm being stared at. Again.At least this time I know why. The press conference, the promotion, the fact that Xander just carried out the company's biggest mass firing of staff because of me.That's probably why nobody is attacking me anymore. Wherever they dropped their sanity, they've clearly gone and picked it back up. Lady Tamara might be dangerous, but not even she can manipulate a pack into going against their Alpha.I don't make eye contact with anyone. I just walk straight to my new office, which would have made my jaw drop if I hadn't seen Xander and Rachel's offices.Speaking of Rachel… that's another one who will want me dead. I don't need an oracle to tell me how she feels about the picture and Xander's announcement.Rachel wouldn't send a crowd or an assassin after me. She would come by herself and tear my throat out.But thankfully, I have…"Do you need help with unpacking, My Lady?" Alice asks.Yes, Alice. Silent footed Alice who really should walk around
Allison's POVAll hell breaks loose.The crowd goes wild, but Xander doesn't spare them a second glance. He puts his arm around me and starts leading me out of the hall. His guards form a barrier around us, keeping the angry werewolves from touching either of us. Not that any of them would touch Xander, anyway.It's clear that their target is me. If they wanted to kill me before, his words have just made them determined to do it slowly and painfully.Xander's touch is all that keeps my legs from buckling as we walk out of the building and enter the car. He doesn't let go of me, even till we reach his mansion.I can't help gaping as we walk in, because this is literally a palace. I wasn't exactly in the right state of mind to appreciate it when I moved in yesterday, due to how anxious I felt. And now it's taking me everything to keep my jaw off the floor as we take a seat in the living room."Are you alright?" Xander asks, tucking my hair behind my ears.From the corner of my eye, I ca
Allison's POVI'm literally shaking by the time I make it home. I lock the front door, then go into my bedroom and lock the door too. Not that locked doors can do much to stop a mob of angry werewolves.Seriously, what is going on? It's like they have all been hypnotized or something.My hands are still shaking so much that I nearly drop my phone while dialing Xander's number. Thankfully, he picks immediately."Xander…" I say breathlessly. "Help me.""Allison?" he replies, sounding relieved. "I went to your office as soon as I saw that picture about us, but you weren't there."He went to my office to find me? By himself? Yikes. They're going to see it as the Alpha doing things that are beneath his station because of me. They're going to hate me even more."My co-workers attacked me," I gasp. "I had to get away from there.""Where are you now?" he asks, and I can hear the sound of car keys."I'm at home. Xander, I…I don't know what to do, I'm scared…" "Allison," he says, his voice soo
Allison's POVI would have thought that I'm used to being stared at in my workplace by now. Nope. I'm not.And the worst part of the whole thing is that I never know why exactly I'm being stared at. Just like right now.Why is everyone staring at me this morning? Because of Amy Becker? Some new gossip about my pregnancy? Some new gossip about something different entirely?It doesn't take long for me to find out. I've just settled in behind my desk when Emily appears in front of me like a conjured demon."Is it true?" she asks.I blink at her in confusion."Is what true?" I reply."What everyone is saying!" Emily snaps."And what is everyone saying?" I respond, doing my best to stay calm."Wait, you don't know?" she says."I wouldn't be asking if I did."Emily stares at me for a moment, then she pulls out her phone and goes through it furiously before finding what she's looking for. She places the phone in front of me."This is what I'm talking about," she says.I look down at the ima
Allison's POV"Everywhere."I can't believe I just said that. Xander smiles against my throat just before he lifts one hand to my hip, his fingers brushing gently over my wet skin. A whisper of a touch, but it's enough to make my knees almost buckle completely. He continues to run his fingers up and down, barely grazing over the fabric of my bikini, and I lift my hands behind me with a small sigh, burying them in his hair to hold him flush against me.My pulse skips when his lips move to my shoulder, and my lips part around a silent gasp.His fingers have moved as well, from my hip to my inner thigh, caressing the lower part. The simple, barely-there touch lights me on fire and I throw caution to the wind. I turn around, capturing his lips with mine as he groans, and his hand goes from caressing my thigh to stroking it.One of his own muscled thighs wedges between my legs, and I can't help how my hips move in response, grinding into it as I desperately seek more friction.It's not eno
Allison's POVApparently, Elsa has moved on to "phase two" of getting Ian to be her boyfriend. Whatever that's supposed to mean. She's being extra mysterious about it, and the only thing she told me was that I had to spend the weekend somewhere else, so I assume that she's suddenly going to pull up at our apartment while Ian is alone and spend the weekend there?Oh well. At least I know she's not going to harm Ian or anything. She'll definitely tell me all about this plan when she's ready.Also I get to spend the weekend at the cabin with Xander, I think. Talk about a win-win situation. I look up from my phone as I think this, watching him as he works with his laptop on the bed. He's wearing a body hug top today, so this whole time I've been pretending to read a novel while I'm actually staring at his muscular body, clearly outlined by the top. And those abs…I think my mouth is watering.Don't be a creep, Allison! I scold myself.But I still can't look away. Then, as if he can sense
Allison's POVSomething very weird is going on here.It starts from lunch time. Elsa and I have just taken our seats with our lunch trays when Emily suddenly appears in front of us. My guard is immediately up, because nothing good ever happens whenever Emily approaches me. Elsa notices my discomfort, so she turns cold eyes on Emily."What do you want?" she snaps.Emily flashes a big, sunny smile that is not like her at all, and presents a sippy cup to me."Nothing," she says, "I just wanted to give you this, Allison. It's coffee I brewed myself. A special recipe."Haha, nice try, Emily, I think. As if I would drink anything a co-worker gives me ever again. I saw how well that went last time."No, thanks," I reply. "I'm not taking that."She stares at me with round, wide eyes, as if I've betrayed her."Allison," she says, like we're friends or something, "I know Amy was cruel to you and nearly killed you, but you should know that I wouldn't do that to you. I know I've been mean in the
Allison's POVI drift slowly into wakefulness, but I want to go back to sleep right away. I've just been having the most beautiful dream, and I feel warmer than I ever have. I could spend forever like this, inhaling the sweet scent of sandalwood and....Wait, my half asleep mind screeches at me, the scent of what?!!!!!I open my eyes immediately, because there's only one person who smells like that and… ah, now I see why I was so warm. I'm wrapped in Xander's arms, every inch of our bare skin touching.I discover that we're spooning, with my back tucked into his front and his arms slung possessively around my body.Last night, how many times did we....I can't finish that thought, because simply trying to string the words together is making blood rush to my face. I can't forget the feel of him around me, on me, inside me, taking me on the bed and against the wall and once, with me perched on the desk, my legs spread wide to take him in and my hands clutching him tightly to myself. It
Rachel's POVI can't believe how spectacularly my plan was ruined. Even after what happened at the Tech Wizard competition, I had hoped that I could continue to use Amy Becker.I have not run out of plans, after all. But that stupid bitch didn't have the good sense not to get herself exposed like that.As if that wasn't bad enough, she had to go and get herself fired. And she calls herself an upper class werewolf?What a living disgrace.And what's wrong with Xander these days, anyway? It's always him, again and again, jumping in to ruin my plans with his display of law-abiding discipline. I used to love that about him, but now I'm starting to decide that it's not one of the reasons I love him, after all. Life kind of sucks right now, and it's all thanks to him.Usually, walking into Goldbrew cafe would have put me in a good mood. But not today, because I'm meeting stupid Amy Becker here in few minutes. She called earlier today, crying like a freaking baby, to beg me to meet up with h