LOGIN"So what is this meeting about?" Bane pushed and shoved through thick tree areas. "I'm hoping to find out." I didn't have much of an answer to give him.Truthfully, I was just as lost as he was. I was uncertain as to why he wanted to finally meet me however I found this meeting well overdue."I remember this place." Bane slowed at the bottom of the mount. He glanced up at the peak of the hill, the sight obviously bringing back memories."Cabin." I exhaled."I came here to speak to you when Renee was taken by Kane." I nodded in agreement. The same cabin she was taken from.It was a safe haven and also a place I found fit to meet at. Secluded and isolated from the rest.We walked up the hillside. Our voices, our moves, quiet enough to go unheard. This meeting was planned however we knew to never let our guards down. Bane followed closely behind as we made it up to the cabin porch.I opened the door, finding myself face to face with complete and utter darkness. It was the stench that mad
Exhaustion had kicked in some time ago. With my body forced endure an intense pre workout, I was not sure how Renee assumed I had the energy or drive to step into the combat ring."How about you get in there?" I asked, fanning myself with a small company flyer I had found lying around.She stood beside me, her eyes peering into the ring where a facility trainer and another guest engaged in a simple hand to hand exercise."Fine." Her hands resting on her waist, she approached the ring once they were finished with their session."Hello?"The male spun around to find Renee staring up from beneath him."Yeah?" He tightened his boxing glove."Um my friend and I didn't know that we had to sign up earlier to step into the ring." I rolled my eyes, sucking my teeth when I heard how gentle her voice had become. "Is there any way we can, you know, get a few lessons in?"The guy seemed to look sorry for a pouting, helpless Jess. I could tell he had never met the real woman behind those pleading e
Men! Such fools. I didn't even want to know what Bane was doing to get some answers. I cringed before I slipped out of his arms."Look who would like to know? The man who allowed me to go." My arms crossed."I thought you would want to go Renee." He kicked out of his shoes before he grabbed the television remote. Another excuse. This man rarely even watched television unless a game was on. "You thought wrong." I reached for the remote control.On instinct he grabbed my hand, his grip tightened as his eyes scanned over my bare hand. "What?""Where is your ring?" He seemed concerned, almost displeased. "Safely in my jewelry box." I snatched my hand out of his hold."Why is it not on your finger?" He pressed."Why would I wear it to the gym?""Why wouldn't you?" He stood up. Steam pushed from his frame. "Because it is pointless.""I. Don't. Care." His arm slithered around my aching waist.Oh I get it. This was not about me wearing my engagement ring out. It was about where I was requeste
I waited. I waited some more. I glanced back toward the gym doors, waiting for Renee to finally emerge. My feet kicked up on the dash, I pulled out my phone to shoot Brent a text.-We need to talk later. Immediately I received a message in return.-What did I do? My eyes rolled at his assumption that he was in some sort of trouble.-Nothing!The passenger door swung open. I quickly stuffed my phone into my pocket right before Renee sat down. Are you okay? Where the hell is your bag?" I asked when I saw the balled up clothing in her arms.She shook her head with no verbal response in return. I started up the car, glancing one last time into her direction before I pulled out of the parking lot...Renee's personality had become questionable. Before, she was depressed, stressed and also miserable. They were a few emotions I could not blame her for feeling on the account of her current situation.Now, something was strange about her. Her sadness, her depression, had become something differ
"No. That is not what I mean. I'm talking about that bag you had the last time you were here.""What about it?""Cut the bulshit." He ordered."It's nothing." I wanted him to forget it. I wanted him to go about his day, his life forgetting it ever happened."Why does this even keep resurfacing?""Because I want to know what has your head in the gutters? You come to a gym with a bag full of...junk and can't even explain yourself.""Because I don't have to explain myself to you. What part of that don't you understand?"The narrow hall had grown cold and quiet. By the look on his face, I wasn't sure how he took my comment, which I found to be true. What did I owe him? Nothing. There was nothing within this gym membership that said that I was required to give him my personal life."Follow me." He turned, his squinting eyes digging into me before he begun to walk.I contemplated on which I should do; follow him toward an unknown destination or gather the rest of my things and leave this pl
"I always thought in the beginning that it would pass, or maybe it was all in my head. Something I had probably conjured up in my head. Now, I was sure. I was sure my title would never die. I was sure that being a Rogue would always describe me."He began to laugh. Not one of those laughs one would use when they found something to be comical. But one of the laughs someone would opt for when they found something more pathetic then funny."I remember Renee was on the phone. Her mother called. She did not fancy their conversations and I never knew exactly why until I heard what her mother had said to her. After a long summary of what was going on back at their home, her tone of voice suddenly changed. A change that captured my ear. It was as if she was warning her; informing her to watch herself while she was staying here. She went on to explain how the main ground was tainted. I knew she meant the main pack house. Tainted? Me. She rushed out of the room. I never told her that I heard it
EMMA’S POVI woke with a start, heart slamming against my ribs. The dream dissolved the second my eyes opened, something dark, tangled and forbidden but the heavy ache in my chest refused to leave. I dragged a hand down my face, exhaling shakily, then swung my legs over the side of the bed.The hou
The moment Marco dropped me off back at home , I didn’t bother going upstairs to my room. I walked straight through the foyer, past the stupidly grand staircase, and into the kitchen like I owned the place.The wide marble island was spotless, as always. A bowl of fruit sat in the center like some
A week.Seven days of the same suffocating routine, and somehow it felt longer than the entire month before it.Every morning, I stayed in bed long past seven, waiting for the inevitable knock but I heard nothing.The first three days, I had expected anger, punishment, maybe even some cruel form of
EMMA'S POVThe next morning came too soon.Sunlight sliced through the heavy curtains like it had a personal grudge against me. I woke up with a dull headache, mouth dry, body heavy from crying myself to sleep. For a second I forgot where I was, then the scent of expensive linen and the faint trace







