ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIRHE CURSED UNDER his breath as he shrugged on his shirt and walked out of the room. He wanted to say something to the prisoner girl, but he clenched his jaw and stalked out. He heard his brother following him closely.“Where is she?” he asked.“the grand foyer,” Joram said in a bland voice.Joram knew his brother had something to say, but he was keeping it in. When they were getting to the stairs, the silence became too heavy and profound for Alek, so he said, “Say it.” He stopped and turned, “That thing in your mind. Say it.”“What you are about to do to that girl -” Joram said.Alek scoffed and started to walk away, but Joram held his arm. “What you were about to do to that girl…” he repeated.“She is my prisoner,” Alek snarled. “And I will do whatever I want with her.” He tried to snatch his arm away, but he couldn’t.“What you should do… is to interrogate her so we know where she comes from,” Joram snapped. “Not… rip her clothes and try to force your way… Th
CLAIRE FISCHERI WOKE UP with a startle. I was lost for a few seconds, not sure of where I was until the whole event of last night came to me – Alex, the abduction… and what almost followed. I sat up slowly, stretching out my stiff back; I had slept in an awkward position on the floor. I looked around the room. I was alone, so that meant he had not come back last night. He and Lucia had spent the night together, satisfying each other’s desires.Better her than me, I said to myself, gathering myself from the floor.I went to the adjoining room where the old woman had washed me yesterday. I had not had the liberty to appreciate the elegance of the room and bathroom. I ran my hand across the smooth tiles and the smooth, wide basin. I turned on the tap, and warm water flowed out silently. I stepped under the shower, enjoying the feeling of warm water washing down my skin.When was the last time I had had a proper shower?Not that brash washing that the women had given me yesterday.I don’
CLAIRE FISCHERTHE WHOLE MEETING I was stunned at Aleks's arrival. I was even more shocked when Aleks sat down and said, "Speak on, Clam." He leaned back, folded his arms, and kept his eyes fixed on me. "I want to hear more."I swallowed again, not knowing where to start."You were asking her something," Alex said to Jamie as if he sensed I was lost."Ah, yes," Jamie nodded. He cleared his throat and turned to me. "What is your surname, and what pack did you come from?"I looked around, uncertainly. I did not want to tell them the pack I came from. They could be an enemy, that would worsen my fate, and I could not tell me my surname because they could figure everything out and connect the dots. I shook my head and said, "I do not remember." I looked at Jamie. "There was an accident. I hit my head...""So you lost your memory?" He raised his eyebrows. He clearly did not believe me."I lost my memory," I nodded.Jamie scoffed. "You said there was an accident and you hit your head," he s
ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIR HE HAD PATRONIZED them long enough. And his patience had been drawing thinner since he joined the meeting. He had had a very uneventful night even though he had spent it with Lucia. His member had simply fallen and refused to rise again. His mind was with the prisoner in his chambers, not the cougar Lucia, who was with him in a guest room. He had played it off and pushed her aside, telling her that he was no longer in the mood. She pouted all night and even attempted to stroke him hard during the night so she could ride him while he slept, but to no avail. He pretended to be asleep as she tossed and turned on the bed beside him in frustration. A side of him felt bad for her; after all, it was not her fault. But another side of him did not even want her to be here. He finally slept for a few hours, but he was awake again very early. She was gone. He heaved a sigh of relief and got out of bed. He went to his chambers, eager to touch the prisoner girl again, bu
CLAIRE FISCHERI WAS TOO stunned to move for the next few minutes after Alex stormed out of the hall. I turned and looked at Joram. He was also as stunned as I was.The men of the senate were pale-faced, sitting on their seats without any words too. The hall was deathly silent."You heard my brother," Joram finally said. He turned to a guard neaby. "Take her back to the mansion."A guard stepped into the hall and walked up to me. He took me by the arm and led me out. I looked at Jamie as I walked out. The anger that was absent in his face was very present in the depth of his eyes. I could tell that he was going to make my life living in this pack very hard.As we went through the street of the pack, I could tell that things were off. This was a community of werewolves, but it did not feel like a pack. There was hardly any bond. Maybe because there was no alpha, as I could not call Alek an alpha, he was more of a dictator and controller.I saw some little children playing in the grass,
ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIRWHEN ALEK STORMED out of the meeting, he had not gone back to the mansion. He was not ready to see the girl, or even Lucia for that matter. He wanted some alone time, so he stalked to a part of these woods that he knew so well. It was a resort for him as a child. He walked past the trees that dated as old as 150 years old. They had been here when he was a child.He was that old. He cursed as the realization hit him. He was reaching the average middle of a Lycan's life span.So... does that mean I am experiencing a midlife crisis? He asked himself as he plucked some wild fruits and threw them in his mouth. "Was that what this irritable character is all about?"His beast scoffed in response.Alek spat out the seed of the fruit into the shrubs, trying to shoot as far as he could, just as he used to do when he was a child. He walked for a few more minutes until he came upon a spot in the woods that was clear of trees but spotted with rocks jutting out of the ground
CLAIRE FISCHERI THINK I was more scared of this nice attempt at friendship from Alek than when he was a mean, raging psychopath. "Come, let us have breakfast," He said as he walked away even though I just told him I had eaten. Maybe he did not believe me.I clasped my hands together and walked behind him. We went to a large room with open windows letting sunlight in. There was a large table surrounded by some chairs."Take a seat beside me," he said as he sat down at the head of the table and drummed his fingers, looking around for a servant.I took a seat, silently, not looking up from my thighs.We sat in silence for a few more minutes, then a servant came in carrying a large jug of coffee. I salivated for the caffeine."Drop it here," Alek said, nodding at the table.The female servant placed the jug on the table and poured it into a small cup while Alek watched and said, "Leave it black." The servant nodded and came to my side to pour out for me."Thank you, I will serve myself,"
CLAIRE FISCHERI SAT FIXED on my chair for a long minute after Alek walked out, considering my options. He had offered me protection, but in exchange, I had to sleep with him.Was that a fair trade? I asked. I closed my eyes and rubbed the sockets with the heels of my wrists.What would my father think of me if he knew that I was sleeping my way to escape danger?I sighed and opened my eyes. Alek had not given me any space for negotiation but at least had given me till night to come to a decision.I could use this time to look around and maybe leave the clan if I wanted to. I dug into the meals on the table.Who knows when the next time I would be eating something like this would be if I left?When I was stuffed, I stood up, rubbing my stomach in contentment. I walked to the window and looked out. The scenery was beautiful, and I wanted to explore it more.I went out of the dining room and made my way through the maze-like rooms until I was outside. I strolled along the street, taking
LOGAN MILLER HE WAS STUNNED beyond words. As he left Ruth's house, he heard her last sentence ringing in his head. She said she knew things. Was this one of those things? Knowing that he wanted to protect Claire and hide Bastian's body further away. But how had she known? Was it even possible to stay a step ahead of them? These questions flooded Logan's head. He could feel a migraine start as he walked through the woods. Well, the situation could still be salvaged, he muttered to himself. He could just try and avert it. If only he and Bruce and maybe a few other men knew, he could just shrug it off. He got to the strong stream and crossed it without any issues. They had gone out of the territory now. How had the men even found the body? What made them come this far in their search? It could not be that they followed a scent. He shook his head. Every scent was washed away by the current and air updraft of the stream. So what gave them the idea? As he came upon the scene,
BRUCE AND HIS man walked for almost half an hour without seeing anything. Bruce was starting to feel this plan slip through his fingers every minute they walked without finding the spot."That bitch could have been more specific," he snarled under his breath, flopping onto a rock. "We might start to head north now. We will walk at an angle, so we will meet with the others in the middle, then we will search the area together again."The man nodded and sat down. They were close to the stream. Bruce sighed and looked around. He was tired, and could not imagine the energy required to carry the rogue all the way out here, and then bury him, and go back without anyone seeing or noticing anything."Beta...""Yeah?" Bruce looked at his companion who was dipping a foot in the fast flowing stream."You know that if your plan works, Claire would be hurt too," He said.Bruce cocked his head and noted that his companion was the youngest out of the three. "Yes. I am aware of that." He replied."I t
BRUCE HURRIED AWAY from the pack. He crept behind a thick tree and watched as Logan went into Ruth's house. They had agreed to stalk Logan for as long as possible so he would not suspect where Bruce had gone.When Bruce was sure that Logan had gone in and was being occupied by Ruth, he continued his journey farther away into the woods, heading west. After almost half an hour was brisk walking, he came across the Tibet stream. It was a fast-flowing stream that was quite wide. As he looked at it and tested the current, he wondered how the Lycan had carried the body across.Using a stick, he tested how deep the water was, and luckily, it was not deep as it was only a couple of feet deep and would reach up to his knee, but even with the shallowness, the current of the water was able to sweep him off his feet."Beta?" Bruce turned to see 3 men of average build coming towards him. "Luna Ruth sent us, she told us to do as we were told without asking questions."Bruce nodded. "What we are go
BRUCE KNEW THAT something was up, and to his dismay, It seemed like Logan was starting to catch up on everything that was going on behind him. It had come as a terrible surprise when Fiona found out that she was pregnant, and it was very obvious that he was responsible, not Logan.Their plan had been to just manipulate Logan and make him fuck Fiona without condoms or pulling out, so they could easily blame the pregnancy on him. But the plan did not work out perfectly and Logan did not bite. It was like he saw through their plan and refused to sleep with Fiona.Bruce was going to try and convince Fiona to try and abort the baby. It sounded bad, but it would be worse if Fiona suddenly gave birth and the child looked nothing like the alpha.He walked into the pack house. He knew Logan had been on a call with someone. He suspected that it was Claire, and there was something he was keeping secret.He peeked out the window to make sure he was not followed. Then he put the earpiece to his e
LOGAN MILLERLOGAN AND BRUCE walked out. By now, the news that Bastian was missing had gone around the pack. Some people were glad that the rogue responsible for attacks on them months ago was gone, while some were worried. They wondered how the veteran warrior like Bastian could just disappear, and how safe they were. Some of them shared the same views as Bruce and were already suspecting that it was the Lycan clan that visited that was responsible for the abduction."How are his people holding up?" Logan asked."As they should," Bruce answered. "They are worried, some are scared. They have recorded a large amount of deaths in the past few months. Their male population has been reduced to a very few.""Those are not our faults," Logan muttered. He wanted to say it was Ruth's fault for sending them against Claire, and the Lycans. In fact, everything that happened was Ruth's fault.First, she manipulated him into dumping Claire, and then making the whole pack share in her hatred for Cl
LOGAN MILLERLOGAN FINGERED THE card that Claire had given to him. He enjoyed the texture and read the address to himself. He knew the place, it was a secluded expanse of woods uphill. So that was where the Lycan and his clan were residing.The door to his office opened and he turned around to look at Bruce. "Any news?" He asked. They had been looking for Bastian for hours, but it seemed like the rogue just disappeared into thin air. Bruce shook his head and sat down on the couch. "Ruth is going nuts." He said, looking at Logan. "Is there something I should know that I don't?"Logan chuckled and shook his head. He was constantly amazed at how tricky and deceptive Bruce was turning out to be. If he didn't know better, he would think that Bruce was also ignorant of everything. But he knew better. He knew that Bruce knew about the affair between Ruth and Bastian."Earth to Logan..." Bruce snapped his fingers.Logan shook his head. "Sorry. What did you say?""I was only just wondering wh
CLAIRE VON SINCLAIRI HAD BEEN about to leave the table to go and speak with Joram about how he was feeling before Lucia showed up at the door. She looked at Alek briefly before looking at me and saying, "I have not had breakfast. Can I join the table?"I paused chewing, wondering if I had heard properly. I felt Alek stiffen beside me too. Lucia raised an eyebrow at me and I heard Alek's voice float into my head, telling me that it was my decision to make.What could go wrong? I asked myself. "Of course, Lucia," I said. "You can join us for breakfast."I could feel Aleks's disagreement. But he had said it was my decision, and I made it."Are you sure that is a good idea?" He asked me.I did not take my eyes away from her as Lucia came towards the table and took a seat close beside Alek.The nerve of the woman, I gritted inwardly while I kept my face emotionless."Thank you, Luna Claire," she said and I did not miss the mocking sarcasm laced in her words. "I know exactly what Alek is t
ALEKSANDER VON SINCLAIRHE WAS AT peace as he washed and dried his face. He took a wet napkin and went to Claire. He wiped her black where a dried streak of blood had come from where he bit her."Did you mark me?" She asked, chuckling."I think so," he replied. He opened a bandaid and covered the place."I thought you didn't believe in any of those things," she said. He chuffed. "I didn't believe in many things before I met you. Love, for one." He said, pressing a kiss to her head."You made me believe in love." He walked away to dispose of the napkin before she could respond.She softly touched the bandaid on her neck with her finger. "Why do you treat it like an injury?" She asked."Because that is what it is," he muttered, shrugging on a shirt. "And I do not want it to get infected."She laughed and ripped the bandaid off, making it bleed again. "I am not that fragile." She said. "I am a werewolf... even though my wolf is dormant.""I hear you," He smirked. "See? You're bleeding a
CLAIRE VON SINCLAIRTHERE WAS NO way I could remain angry after what just happened. Alek lay beside me, breathing deeply and heavily. I smiled, feeling the deep purring from him as my fingers explored the unfamiliar crevices in his body.He turned and looked at me. "Are you still pissed at me?" He asked.I chuffed and shook my head. "I am not happy with what you did, but I understand why you did it.""You do?" He asked, propping himself up on an elbow.I nodded. He did it to revenge for the danger I was put in. He did it to protect me. Just as Ryana had said, I wouldn't feel totally safe knowing that Bastian was still out there and able to hurt me again anytime. "I understand," I said, pulling him down for a kiss.He pushed into me, deepening the kiss. I could feel his heart, beating in rhythm with mine as we lay chest to chest. The length of his huge body was pressed against me. His hard cock was pressed against my thighs."Well, you respected my wishes and didn't harm my mother," I