I spent the rest of the night completely wrapped in his arms, his steady breathing into my hair as though my scent helped him sleep. A smile crept across my face as I glanced at the kitchen counter from the bed.
Hellfire, Gitte purred in my mind he is amazing. I had gotten everything I had asked for and then some, the hottest, biggest turn on was watching his control and restraint snap. His eyes turned fully gold and silver as he pleasured me into seeing nothing but dazzling stars. He hadn't treated me roughly either, I wasn't in pain or tender like sometimes occurred after sleeping with Bram. Knowing Lucien wanted me that much, so powerfully was a giddy feeling.
Even though awake, I dare not move too much for fear of breaking this precious new creation we had between us. It felt so fragile because I knew last night he had put his heart completely on the line. For me.
I used the quiet time of the morning to work out what I wanted to do. We couldn't stay in th
I couldn't keep asking Kyra to keep tabs on Azalea, especially when she had no idea why I wanted her to stay by her side. The past twenty-four hours had seen nothing suspicious. Alpha Francis was every bit the good guest, polite and staying mainly in his suite according to Beta Jackson.But Azalea...my skin had crawled at the idea of playing nice with someone I despised but I knew I had nothing to gain by losing my cool just yet. Everything still hung in the air and the tension made me sick to my stomach. I nervously scrunched my huge curls whilst Kyra chatted away to me."Of course Helena, I mean I'm not against being pampered and preened all day to help you," she had said, so immediately trusting and kind. She was a true friend, I made yet another mental note to not lose touch with her. All the recent drama had swamped my ability to be a decent friend. She had Calvin but I had no idea what she wanted for them, did she want to leave Silver City eventually, start a fam
I backed away, allowing Azalea to head towards Ivan, witnessing him attempting to take the reins of the relationship for the first time. He was such a kind, positive guy I imagined he helped Azalea willingly. How much he knew he was going against Alexander I couldn't tell yet. Angry hearts reveal deep truths though and soon a full-scale row developed. "Ivan, calm down, let's talk about this. I have never lied to you, you are my mate." "Never lied to me? Then where were you that afternoon in Five Lakes when I was searching everywhere for you?" She coloured and tucked her hair behind her ear quickly. "I got lost!" "You sure you weren't meeting an assassin? An assassin for Alpha Alexander? My Alpha - the one I've sworn loyalty to for life!" She blanched, caught out once more and her eyes became wet and glossy. Her dancing between two men had come home to roost but my heart still ached in sympathy for Ivan. "Ivan, it had to be a se
Lucien completely ignored Alexander, instead he climbed out of the ditch, pulling me up with his hand to stand beside him. Silently he looked him up and down in a stand-off. Alpha Alexander was not for moving though and I could feel the force of his anger attempting to cow Gitte into submission as one of his pack members.“I will ask again, exactly what the fuck is the escaped prisoner and the assassin meant to kill me doing hiding in the woods, exactly where I am passing.”Lucien breathed in deeply, he was taller and broader than Alexander, though both were hugely muscular men I didn’t doubt that Lucien would hold the edge in a physical battle. This couldn’t happen though, just because both men had ego’s and some weird unresolved tension didn’t mean it had to end in violence.“We were actually coming back to assist, seeing as we just saw one of your closest Beta’s sprinting away from you I would suggest that you n
Ignoring Kyra’s protests and openly defying Alexander’s instructions to remain safely inside, I quickly pushed my way through the servants and residents of the castle. I completely forgot there was a whole ballroom of guests and family members expecting a ceremony to take place until I heard the strains of violins gearing up to play the entrance music. Feeling the guilt on Ivan’s behalf I quickly headed into the room. The whole room beamed at me, ready for a celebration of true love. The ballroom was decorated with wildflowers and ivy, so many different flowers I hadn’t seen since living in Five Lakes. Ivan and Azalea must have picked out together. They had shared a life for eight months, the same length as me and Alex. To walk away from that must be absolutely killing Ivan. Fyre nudged me into action, I was a Luna, this was no occasion to be weak and sentimental. Steeling myself I headed to the top of the room where the crowd gave me benevolent smiles of expectation
It looked like a battle between good and evil from our standpoint between the pine trees, Alpha Francis clad entirely in black versus Alexander in his crisp white shirt. It seemed the assassin, or rather Lucien as it appeared he was called, had been observing, not getting involved. I couldn’t help but stare at his scars, though they appeared less raw than the last time I saw him. “What’s happening?” I hissed at him, noticing he had his arm wrapped around Bella protectively the instant we crouched down alongside him. Definitely an interesting road trip for those two Fyre mused, finding their shared connection sweet in a strange way. Like poppies from a battlefield. “There’s a lot of talk about you,” he said flatly, and irritatingly vague. My head spun back to the action at hand as voices raised again. “Just tell me, Francis, what are you expecting to get out of this? You know you are going to be hung on the east wall for this kind of treason. Are you planning
Following Alpha Francis down the path filled me with a sense of dread. What the hell was I doing, following the Alpha who had locked Bella up to protect him from the Alpha who had beaten her to a pulp in that van. Both could rot really for all I cared, but last night, in those small moments of clarity I managed to find in between the ecstasy I had sworn to do better. I needed to follow Bella’s lead and try to care about more than myself. If that meant being on hand to protect Alexander, if necessary, then I was there. But only if necessary. I wasn’t risking adding more scars to my collection for no reason. I shook my head as I heard Bella scampering down the road. She must think I am deaf. Her feet pounded down the gravel path, I knew she would though. There was no way she was going to stay hidden, she had this burning desire to try and right her wrongs. It made me worry though, as I stalked through the trees, what can you do to be forgiven for a murder? Vikt
The disgustingly warm coating that followed told me I had won this battle. I fought myself back up onto four paws, dropping the mangled carcass of Francis to the ground as he bled out. Looking up to the top of the ravine I searched for Bella, I shifted back into human form to give myself a better view. I grabbed Francis’ abandoned cloak and wrapped it around my waist as I returned to see the statue of Alexander. It wasn't great. Even from a distance the amount of blood and his pale skin made me winced. As I closed in on him, my bare feet crunching the leaves, Helena was knelt on the ground cradling his head weeping. As she saw me approach, standing over his bleeding, naked body she screamed and was quickly wrapped into the arms of a wide-eyed massive giant of a Beta guard as she fought against collapsing herself. I had forgotten I was covered from my pecs to my shins in Alpha Francis's blood. Bad move. "Hel…" the gargled croak of Alexander managed to
Walking back with Helena whilst Lucien and Beta Jackson hauled, well for want of a better word, the carcass of Alpha Alexander back to the castle I struggled to keep it together. I'd seen him get stabbed and the blood start to ooze, an uncomfortable enough reminder of my past as it was. By the time I'd nearly broken my legs half a dozen times on the way down the ravine the image was too grizzly to take in. Three men naked, covered in blood, two on the floor. My eyes shot to Lucien as he was absolutely drenched red in it, but standing upright. It took me a second to realise he was drenched in the blood of Alpha Francis who lay on the ground missing his throat. The relief at seeing him unharmed sent relief washing over me in waves. It had given me enough courage to haul Helena from the ground. The journey back to the castle was largely a blur as a disturbing numbness took hold. Thankfully Helena wasn't up to talking either, we both just clung on like boats in a