Lori woke up in the middle of the night, still a bit sore but overall she felt better. Gabriel had fussed over her all night. She had told him everything about Asher and Jared. Everything he needed to know and with the look on his face, Lori just knew that they would never bother her again. She went to the nursery. She had not seen Emilia since she left and when she got back Gabriel made her lie in bed and eat then sleep. Promising her that the baby was doing fine without her. In the nursery Emilia was sleeping peacefully. Lori smiled as she realized that Jenny had swaddled her with the wrong blanket.She felt tired. And sore too. Her boobs felt heavy. She had not pumped all day, she thought as she left the nursery. If she didn't pump before daybreak they would be sore and hard and she wasn't about to deal with all of that. In the kitchen she pulled out the breast pumps and milk storage bags and got to work, rubbing her sleepy eyes in the process as she put on her phone. She swit
"I have a theory."Draco said as he flipped the pages of the old book. It was called the book of supernaturals. A small leather bound book that had information on every recorded supernatural. Gabriel had called Draco the minute he left Elliot who had been thoroughly confused by his request. Draco had come over quickly and Gabriel ushered him into his study and locked the door behind them. It was still early, too early for Lori to wake up so he knew they had a few more minutes to themselves before she woke up. "What is it?"Gabriel asked and Draco sighed. It was a long shot, but Lori seemed to possess most of the qualities of a long lost supernatural he himself had never seen or heard of before. He didn’t know for sure if it was true, but with everything that Gabriel had told him, it sounded pretty accurate. "They're called the Naphil.""Naphil?"Gabriel asked. Well, okay he had never heard of such a supernatural before and he knew a lot of supernaturals. "Or, more commonly known
Things became awkward. Lori didn’t know why or how it became awkward, but it had been three days and Gabriel spent all of his time at the office. She wondered if it had anything to do with her. She was feeling much more better. Her bruises had healed and she was no longer sore but her period came barging in like an unwanted visitor three days ago and she got very moody too. Very moody.Gabriel had also been arriving home so late that she was already asleep when he got into bed. She tried the first night to wait up for him but she had slept off. The next morning, he had left shortly after she woke up, offering her only a brief good morning. Lori couldn’t tell where it all went wrong.She had asked Grace. Wondering if he had confided in the woman about something and Grace had chalked it all up to work.“Gabriel is a very busy man. He’s just busy at work. Don’t worry yourself.”She patted Lori’s shoulder and reassured her. Oh well, that made her relieved, at least for a little bit. If
Nothing seemed to matter anymore. Nothing. They were engulfed in the kiss. They were engulfed with each other. All Lori could feel was the strong body pressed against her and the firm hands that were around her. She wanted to explore every inch of him. A few days ago if he had tried to kiss her she might have tried to deny herself of him, of that pleasure. But no, not this time. Because she couldn't even continue to pretend. She couldn't hide her feelings for him anymore. During that moment, she knew she wanted more of him, way more than she had ever cared to admit. Her hands were in his hair, pulling him even closer as he explored her mouth with his tongue. Gabriel lifted her by the waist and hoisted her up on the counter, his hands gently cupped her lower back and Lori instinctively wrapped her legs around him. His arms were strong against her, his lips soft. He tasted like mint and smelled irresistibly sexy. There was an electric charge between them that Lori had not expected.
"But why does it have to be now?" Lori asked as she folded Emilia's clothes. God she was so exhausted. Elliot shrugged. "Will you go with me or not? You seem pretty hesitant."Lori sighed. Well she was hesitant! Because he was pressuring her to go out with him while she had mentally checked out for the day. "I want to! But I'm tired, besides who's going to watch the baby? Gabriel's not home and Grace just left."She said and Elliot sighed. "Jenny can watch her. Or Sylvia. Please, just do this for me! Once."Lori paused as she massaged her temple. Ugh. He could be so persistent when he wanted to. She was tired and it had been a very long day, especially with Emilia's appointment at the doctor's place. Now Elliot wanted to drag her with him to get a birthday present for this new girl he claimed to be seeing. "Okay. Okay."She said as she dropped the yellow onesie with ducks she was holding back into the basket. Elliot sighed in relief. "Good. Go get changed, I'll bring the car a
Reginald Caine. He was ninety years old and in perfect condition. If he took great care of his health, he could live for another twenty years. Werewolves were blessed with long life. But unfortunately the dangerous world of the wolf didn’t allow many to live that long. Fights, bloodshed, sabotage, betrayal, everything all leading to death. It could be a savage existence. For the ones who chose that path. Not Gabriel’s grandfather though. The old man had retired and passed on the throne to the second eldest of his sons when he was ready to retire. That second child being Gabriel’s own father. Having three sons, and one oldest son who was very much alive and well, this decisions had caused strife and disagreement in the family. His grandfather never gave his reasons for doing so, even years after. This was what made Gabriel’s path to being an alpha even much more harder. With his father gone and his family ganging up against him, he had to deal with a lot of opponents.Strangely, hi
Lori was roaringly drunk. That was all she could remember as she roused from her sleep. The light from the blinds was so bright that she had to shield her sensitive eyes. Just how long had she been sleeping? She wondered. She didn't remember much, just that Elliot had asked her to drink with him. Some stupid drink game. She agreed and they started drinking. What Lori had forgot was her low alcohol tolerance and the pink cocktails she actually thought were harmless did more harm than she thought they would. Then she decided to try the shots and it loosened her up a lot more. The last thing she could remember was her dancing on the dancefloor and Elliot worrying about the keys or something. She woke up with a huge hangover. And she got up really late too. So when she woke up she was surprised to still see Gabriel at home. He walked into the room barely moments after she woke up with a tray in his hand. He was dressed in casual clothes, like he wasn't going to work and he smiled when
“Do you think he’ll talk?”Vara asked as she looked at the man who was tied to a chair in front of them. Lyle smiled, a sadistic cruel smile that sent shivers down Vara’s spine.“With the right motivation he will.”Lyle answered.“Bring her in.”He demanded and Vara glared at him before leaving the room. Tony tried to wrench his arms free and felt narrow straps dig into his flesh. He groaned in pain and kept battering at the straps with his forearms. They sawed in deeper and drew blood, but he was too far gone to notice it. They also weren’t just ordinary straps, woven with silver strands, they were a quite popular torture device for werewolves. The silver made it impossible to snap them and the silver getting into their blood only made it much more worse for them.Silver in a werewolf’s bloodstream made them weaker. Tony was yet to realize that he was making his situation worse. Lyle loved as he watched the young man squirm in pain. He had no personal vendetta against him. He ju