Three weeks had passed since the incident in the woods with Alpha Jonathan and there had been no developments. No one had heard from the Alpha and nothing strange had happened, even though things had gone cold, Logan still had it in mind that this was far from over.Alpha Jonathan was still very much alive, he was probably just hiding from the shame of being defeated by a young Alpha and in his own territories as well. Alpha Logan’s pack had only migrated to this part of the world in order to keep their identity in the human world safe.As creatures that barely aged, it wasn’t wise to stay in the same area for far too long or people would begin to suspect that there was something abnormal about them. How would they explain a man of eighty still looking like he was in his early thirties, it just wouldn’t make sense.Logan was on his way back to the house in the afternoon, he had forgotten an important document at home and he could have easily sent for it but he wanted to use the opport
“What… What are you saying?” Logan stuttered, while trying to comprehend her last words. The Alpha was confused and surprised with her confession and he was finding it difficult to believe.“You heard me right Logan,” Orla muttered amidst tears, and then she slumped down on the bed. “You found me in a Brothel, but you didn’t care to know why I was there in the first place… what did you think? I was doing it for money? Or because I was blackmailed? Is that what you thought?” she queried in a breaking voice.“Well, forgive me for not telling you earlier, but that wasn’t why I was working in a brothel, I wasn’t doing it because I couldn’t get a decent job, I wasn’t doing it because I was indebted to Susan. I was a damn sex worker because that was the only way I could keep up with my insatiable desire for sex, I was doing it because I was a nymphomaniac, a sex freak, I can’t survive a few hours without sex, I can’t resist the urge to do it at the slightest chance I get… don’t pity me, I a
Orla felt someone peck her on the cheeks and she groaned softly, she couldn’t remember where she was or how she got there, she forced her eyes open and saw Logan smiling at her from one end of the bed; he was still in his pajamas but it seemed like he had woken up long ago.Orla smiled and closed her eyes, she realized that she was not in Logan’s room, she was in her room. She had been so emotional the previous night that Logan had to take her to the bathroom himself. She remembered how he had bathed her like an infant, using the scrub gently on her and helping her out of the tub afterwards.Logan had stayed with her after the little incident yesterday, he didn’t go back to work that evening but decided to make dinner himself, he had fed her by himself and consoled her when she wouldn’t stop crying. He had even bath and put her to bed very early. She was lightheaded all along and so she didn’t pay attention to what was happening, she just let him take care of her till she dozed off.“
Orla sits on the wheeled office chair and smiles to herself as she makes it rotate in excitement. The whole thing still seemed funny to her, a few weeks back, she was a slut in a brothel and today, even without the right qualifications, she was working as a personal assistant to the current CEO of a billion dollar company, and the best part of it was that he was her mate.Speaking of mate, Orla began to wonder why Logan has not attempted to place a mark on her ever since her first refusal, they have made love a couple of times but he was always holding back. She knew that his gums would itch anytime he was sexually aroused around her, they would crave to be buried on her neck; how does Logan fight that urge?He was truly strong to be able to fight such a persuasive urge, unlike her who couldn’t fight a lesser urge than the mate pull. Well, Logan must have been holding back because he didn’t want to do it against her wish, she was the one who stopped him the previous time, perhaps he w
Hazel pulls a straw and uses it to sip her drink stylishly; she stares at Elijah and blushes. “You are going to make me choke on this, why are you glaring at me like that?” she asked and giggled.Elijah smiled. “Well, it is fascinating to watch a pretty lady sip juice, or don’t you think so?” he said in a manly yet melodious voice and Hazel blushed even more.Even though the man in question was sitting, anyone could tell that he was about 6,2ft and had the most beautiful blue eyes and they were set on Hazel like an eagle targeting its prey; his smile was contagious and simply breathtaking. He had this sharp jawline that every lady would droll and gush over; his black raven hair was dropping right below his neck and glittered under the bright light.“Stop it already, you are making me shy,” Hazel confessed and stared down. Even for an extroverted werewolf, she couldn’t keep up with the stare down, his eyes were much more intimidating than her glowing yellow eyes.She couldn’t understan
Orla groaned and scratched the middle of her hair. It was her fifth day at work and the AC had already spoiled; maybe she had bad luck, forget bad luck… she was sweating insanely right now. The heat in the room was just too much in addition to the fact that her body easily soaks up with sweat.She had already opened the side windows but it was too hot outside to give her the amount of breeze she needed. There was just one thing she could do, she took off her suit top and opened the first three buttons of her inner shirt.That was a bit relieving; it was just noon and the weather was already this hot. Orla stared at the computer screen before her, she was required to create a schedule list for the activities and meetings that the boss had to attend; that was quite easy as Logan had spared her from the tedious duties of her job position.Of course, he had not hired her because he needed a personal assistant, he just wanted to keep her a bit busy and close to him all the time, his office
Logan stood there in awe; he didn’t even know how to feel as he watched the two of them at the table. The cleaner had stepped back and gone down on his knees with an appealing face, pleading with the CEOOrla got down from the table slowly, she pulled down her skirt while looking down with guilt; the lust had cleared from her eyes and she was ashamed of herself. What had she done? She had messed up again barely two weeks after she promised to control her sexual urges, what was wrong with her?Logan took a step closer, matching on the flower in the process, he stared at Orla silently and then he turned to the cleaner.He sighed heavily, “Get out, I don’t want to ever see your face again and if you say a word about this to anyone, you would be as good as dead,” he warned in a soft but cold voice.The man didn’t even think twice before running off; he had just lost his job but at least he still had his life, maybe he should have said no when the Boss’s mistress caught him staring at her
Orla sat on the floor with tears streaming down her eyes, it had been just five minutes since Logan left and the house was already cold, she guessed that he had already sent the workers away like he threatened to.Orla felt like her life was useless, what was the need of living such a meaningless life? She was just as worthless as thrash, her only use was satisfying horny men and being a sex beast, and that wasn’t the life she had dreamt of as a kid.She didn’t want to continue living like this, no… not at all, this had to end, she needed to terminate her life at this point and finally be able to have peace and happiness with hades in the other realm, there was nothing left for her in this evil world.For so long, she had nothing to live for but she kept pushing on, she didn’t have anything she cared about, but that was until Logan showed up; with his arrival, she finally had a reason to live, she had someone that understood her, someone that was worth fighting for; fighting to be bet