—Lena— Should I call his bluff? Can I even take the risk? Killian lowers the phone to me as I struggle to untangle myself from him, but he forcefully holds me down. Clearing my throat, I hit accept. “Hello?” “Hey, gorgeous. I miss you. Come to my place tonight?” Jeremy asks, oblivious to my predicament. Killian continues fucking me, slower, while he buries his head in my neck. His hand trails my breast, pinching my nipples as I try to respond without screaming my lungs out. Is this happening? “I’m still at work,” I respond, trying to keep my tone even. “Rain check?” Killian quickly pulls his head away from my neck, his eyes turning a darker shade of red and his fangs start to come out as jealousy rears its ugly head. With a vengeance, he pushes his cock deeper, my teeth biting down to refrain from moaning, the taste of blood lingering on my lips. “Are you okay?” Jeremy questions, worried. “You s
—Killian— It has been the day from hell. I know the consequences of not attending the shareholder meeting at the Hilton but being here with Lena has definitely been worth it. It’s three in the afternoon the following day, and I have just gotten off my final conference call, the fourth in a row to be exact. Nikki’s sitting with me, letting out a breath when the call ends. “Mr. Kelly, I know it’s none of my business, but may I ask what called you to Manhattan so urgently?” I stand, walking toward the window. Placing my arm against the glass, I lean on it for support. “There was someone I needed to see, someone who meant a lot to me once upon a time.” Nikki glances at me, bewildered. Yes, that’s right, Killian Kelly actually has a heart. He wasn’t born a cold-hearted prick. “Um, sure, okay… I… uh… how long do you expect to stay here with her?” “I don’t know. It’s complicated.” “I understand.
—Killian— Sitting in my enormous leather chair is Lena, dressed in a trench coat, pantyhose, and those famous Louboutins. My cock stirs at the sight of the trench coat. I’m hoping it’s just like in the movies—nothing underneath. Her legs are crossed, and I can just barely get a glimpse of the garters around her thigh. She stands, slowly walking over to me. I’m speechless, and hard as fucking hell, quite possibly ready to blow in my pants like some horny fifteen-year-old boy at any moment. Grabbing my hand, she pulls me over to the desk, then sits me down in the chair, standing tall in front of me. I ache to reach out and run my hands along her smooth skin, but I wait. “This is the thing, Mr. Kelly… I don’t appreciate unexpected visitors in my office. Gestures like that will lead to serious punishment.” I can’t resist, raising my hand and placing it on her thigh. Slowly sliding it down, I make my way under the coat and cup
—Lena— Killian drives over to Kate's house like the hounds of hell are after him. I rest my hands on his leg and tell him. "Killian you need to slow down, we'll be no good to Adriana if we end up dead." He takes a deep breath and eases his leg away from the accelerator. We are still speeding but at least there's a lower chance of us getting into an accident. "I know you're right, I'm sorry. I'm just so damn worried, what the hell could've happened." "I don't know but the last time I saw her when she was in my office, I suspected something was off I should've asked her about it." "No you don't get to blame yourself, this is all my fault I'm her brother I'm supposed to protect her. But I've been so mad at her that I didn't even notice it." We finally reach Kate's house and we get down from the car. Lachlan comes out from the house and walks us to the backyard. "It's really bad man, she's shifted and won't shift back, her eyes are blo
—Lena— I put two fingers on her neck to check her pulse. At first I don't feel anything but then I feel a weak pulse and breathe a sigh of relief. "Talk to me Lena, is she ok?" Killian asks with desperation in his voice. I get up and turn to him. "She's fine, her pulse is weak but it's there, she's just going to need a lot of rest in order to get her strength back." Relief washes over his face. "So she's ok? All the drugs have left her system?" "I'll have to check her again when she's awake but I'm confident the tonic should have burnt all the drugs away." "Thank the goddess." He goes to pick Adriana up but I step in front of him. "You're injured, let Lachlan and Kate take care of her for now.She doesn't need to see you like this when she wakes up." He looks like he's about to argue but then he steps aside for Lachlan to carry Adriana. Both Lachlan and Kate head inside the house. I notice that Killian isn't healing as fast as he
—Killian— "It's because I can't Lena that's what you wanted to hear right I can't shift anymore. I'm the strongest flip shifter in a century and also an alpha but I can't fucking shift." She looks at me with a look of shock and disbelief on her face, I can't believe I just told her my secret no one else knows this except Lachlan. I take her moment of shock as an opportunity and get into the car, I can't start answering all the questions that I know she has about me not being able to shift. So i get into my car and speed off the driveway away from her. I drive aimlessly until I get to a clearing filled with trees, its so quiet up here, you can barely hear the sounds from the city. This is exactly what I need so I get down from the car and just start running i might not be able to shift but I still have my speed. I run until I get to the end of the clearing and then I let out a blood curling scream that all the animals in the forest seem to go
—Lena— I've had to return back to work Kate and I take shifts checking in on Adriana, she's staying with Kilian for now. Killian and I haven't had a chance to talk as everyone is focused on finding the people behind the feral shifters drug, but I know we need to have the conversation soon. Jeremy has been out of town on business but should be back this week. “Hey, Lena.” Eric peeks his head through my door. “There’s someone here to see you.” Who now, I wonder? As I stand up, flattening the crease in my skirt, Jeremy walks into the room. Oh, fuck. I haven’t seen him in weeks, and in that time, I have screwed Killian more times than I care to admit. “Hey, gorgeous. I was starting to think you had disappeared.” Jeremy strolls over to me, grabbing my waist and pulling my body against his. Tilting his head, he plants a kiss on my lips, an uneasy feeling consuming me as I force a smile. “Sorry, Jeremy. Work has literally k
—Lena— Eric clutches my hand tight, rushing me along the busy streets attempting to reach the restaurant in record speed. “Eric, seriously, can you slow down,” I cry, struggling to keep up. “I just don’t want to be late. Spago will bump you off if you aren’t on time.” Spago is a very upbeat Spanish restaurant in Chelsea. As a treat for my birthday, Eric is taking me to dinner. I’m more than happy to stay at home and drown myself in my sorrows, but Eric suggests a day full of ‘us’ time—shopping, massages, pedis, and of course, dinner at the best restaurant to show off our newly dressed and pampered bodies. “Here we are!” We walk into the restaurant where crowds of people are standing in the bar area waiting to be served. All the tables are taken from what I can see, and guilty of slowing us down I’m praying our reservation still stands. “Sir, madam, please let me escort you to your table.” The waiter leads us