It’s been a week, and I've been pouring my energy into fixing up this old cabin, determined to make it more livable. The place had a rustic charm, but I was aiming to spruce it up and bring some life back into its worn-out insides.First things first, I tackled the mess—cleaning off years of cobwebs. Bit by bit, I wiped down surfaces, scrubbed floors, and let some fresh air into the rooms. The kitchen needed a lot of work. I sorted out the cabinets, spruced up the old countertops with a fresh coat of paint, and finally managed to clean most of the stubborn rust stains in the sink. In the living room, I rearranged the furniture to make the most of the space. I paid special attention to the fireplace. After clearing out the ashes, I stacked some wood nearby, to use on chilly nights.The bedroom got a makeover too. I swapped out the old linens for fresh sheets, adding a cozy vibe to the place. I threw in a few personal touches, like a rug and some decorations. I was really busy chopping
NicholasAs I sat in my office, engrossed in the stacks of paperwork, Clifford, one of my trusted aides, barged in without warning. His sudden entrance disrupted the quiet focus I had on the documents before me."Alpha, Samantha is coming back," Clifford announced, sounding concerned.The mention of Samantha’s comeback made me pause. I let out a weary sigh, feeling frustrated, worried, and overwhelmingly tired. "You should take a break, Alpha. You've been stuck in here for a whole week," Clifford suggested.His words hit home. I hadn't left this office, swamped by pack duties and never-ending paperwork. The lack of a break had worn me out, leaving me physically and mentally exhausted. I knew I needed rest, but thoughts of her crept into my mind — Florence, my mate. I'd deliberately kept my distance, pretending not to care. But deep down, she occupied more space in my thoughts than I admitted.I'd sent men to watch over her from a distance, hoping she'd return for supplies or seek my
Nicholas kissed me in a manner I'd never even imagined being kissed, and it made my entire body burn. When he opened his mouth, I opened mine, allowing his tongue to enter as he genuinely claimed my mouth. His hand gripped my jaw firmly while his lips burned against mine.This was so crazy that I nearly felt like I might have struck my head or something, but I was unable to stop myself. I had no desire to pull out. For just one night, I want to forget about everything. I want to feel him. How does it feel to be in his arms? How to be held by your mate. Let me be selfish and an idiot tonight. I felt a tear escape my eyes as those thoughts lingered in my mind. But the way he took control and kissed me like I was his to kiss made my mind go blank. His hand slid up into my hair, and he growled as he kissed me harder, our tongues sliding together and our lips sealed tight.He withdrew slowly. And when he finally did, I gasped at the unmistakably same raw, blazing intensity in his gaze.
As I woke up, my blurry vision cleared to see Nicholas standing nearby, seemingly observing me. I sat up, rubbing my eyes and grabbing the blanket to cover myself. I sat up, grimacing at the soreness in my center. I looked at my arms, seeing hickeys all over it. I was sure my whole body had. Nicholas was getting dressed, buttoning his white polo. His hair is still a little messy from last night. I cannot stop the blush forming on my cheeks at the memory of me gripping it. He moved gracefully, but his actions were a little frantic like he was late for something.Before I could speak, he stopped me with a calm yet authoritative voice. "Just stay there," he commanded, leaving no room for disagreement.Reluctantly, I obeyed, observing as he took money from his wallet and placed it on my bedside table. Confusion clouded my thoughts."What are you doing?" I asked, puzzled by his actions.His reply lacked any warmth like always, "You can use it," he said flatly.I looked at the money, stunn
My words trailed off as I saw Nicholas’s gaze turned away from me and in front of him. Then his face lit up, and a smile effortlessly formed on his lips in response to the voice.Smile. He smiled. It was my first time seeing him smile.The cheers and giggles of the pack members reverberated behind me like there was some celebrity that came to the pack. Curious, I turned my attention to the gate. I saw a woman, her beauty captivating with her blonde hair and electric blue eyes, smiling brightly and running in Nicholas's direction. The woman has gentle and soft features. Her face was round with a delicate jawline, adorned by full, rosy cheeks. I watch like they are in slow motion as the woman gets closer to Nicholas. Like I am watching a movie. My heart grew heavy with every passing second for an unknown reason. The cheers and laughter around me faded into the background as I stood there. Watching a woman run towards Nicholas.As soon as the woman was close, she spread her arms and hu
Lost in a whirlwind of emotions, I lost track of time, unsure of how many hours had slipped by. Layla and I are sitting side by side on the sand, neither of us spoke. I didn't know how Layla found this breathtaking place but I am glad to be here. The gentle rhythm of the waves crashing against the shore filled the silence between us. I watch the ocean, as the tempting waves come back and forth and the sound slowly eases the pain in my heart just to make it numb. I don't have any tears to cry anymore. It seems like my energy had gone along with my tears. As Layla broke the heavy silence, her voice carried a somber tone as she spoke, "Samantha was Nicholas's longest girlfriend. They seemed perfect together." She paused, “They even both promised to reject each other’s mates when they saw them. That's how great their love for each other” “He did,” I choked, my lips trembling as the memories of Nicholas not accepting me as his mate flashed in my mind. "Nicholas proposed to her, but la
I groaned at the warmth of the sunlight seeping through the curtain in my window. My eyes were heavy with exhaustion as I pulled the blanket over my face, craving a few more minutes. “Argh” I grumbled, pulling the blanket over my face. But just as I nestled into the comforting darkness, an unexpected knock echoed through the room. Irritation flickered across my face as I glanced at the clock, registering the ungodly early hour: 9 in the morning. Rubbing my eyes, I stumbled toward the door, dazed and disheveled. Just who was the person who would wake me up in this godly hour?! As I swung the door open, my sleepy haze was shattered by the sight of Samantha standing on my doorstep. Shock coursed through me at the unanticipated visit, leaving me momentarily speechless and unsure of what to say or do next. How could I react to seeing my mate’s fiance after the yesterday’s fiasco? Goddess, I need some time to recharge! I sighed, gathering any polite cells I had in my body. Samantha ha
As the sun started to dip, I headed to the pack center with one goal: finding the shop Jake mentioned on his business card. I needed to continue my painting agenda to keep my mind off Samantha and Nicholas for a moment. Enough drama for today. I also used the time to ask for vacancies or job offerings. Luckily, I was able to find one. It was a flower shop owned by old couples. “Canvas Cove,” I muttered, looking around. The place was a beehive of activity, shops bustling with life. I clutched Jake's card and scoured the center, dead set on locating the shop he had mentioned. Upon spotting the shop, I swiftly parked my car. In the corner of my eyes, judgmental gazes followed me. “She is the current mistress of the Alpha right?” “I heard she was rude” “But she was gorgeous” The murmurs of recognition and disparaging comments about my status as a Mistress brushed against me like an unwelcome breeze. I just sighed, ignoring all of it. It's not like I can slap each one of them. En