LOGINSheila lost her parents at a young age and became the slave of her uncle, the new alpha of the pack, and wolfless. His family, especially his daughter Fiona, treats Sheila horribly. That all changes when she catches the powerful Lycan's eye. By his side, she is no longer mistreated or disrespected, but how long will it last?
View MoreThere was no one around when I got home and I couldn't be more grateful. The reactions of my aunt and uncle worried me, but it was Fiona's that had me terrified. She was going to be beyond pissed. Remembering the auction, I hurried to finish my chores so I could pick something to wear. It took me only an hour to clean up everything and as soon as I finished I went to my room. I looked through the folded stacks of my clothing. There had to be something at least passible for tonight. My stomach sank as I searched. All my clothes were old and tattered. A lot of them had small holes in places. I could not wear this to the auction tonight. I knew who would have something to wear. Fiona. She would never loan me anything to wear, not in a million years. Yet I needed something to wear. Perhaps if I asked Aunt Mia she would grab something of Fiona's for me. I could argue that if I went so poorly dressed it would make my uncle look bad. I had to wait a few more hours before my aunt came hom
I sat down on a couch identical to the one the Lycan sat on that was opposite his. Out of curiosity, I tried to follow the conversation with the Llycan and the other person, but soon I found myself lost in terms and subjects I didn’t even begin to understand. I looked down at my lap and the room around me. Why had the Lycan called me? Was he really mad about last night? Perhaps, he wants to make sure I don’t tell anyone. God, I hope he didn’t banish me from the tribe. As much as I dreamed of escaping my family, a lone wolf without a tribe is basically a death sentence.My heart started to race at that thought. What was I going to do? I glanced over at the Lycan. He stared at the laptop, his gaze never once looking away. How long was that meeting going to take? It was torture sitting here and waiting to find out just how much trouble I was going to be in.I drummed my fingers on the tops of my thighs, trying to distract myself from my ever darkening thoughts. I didn’t see a clock, but
Everyone’s eyes were on me, and I hugged myself under the immense weight of it. “Why would the Lycan invite you to lunch,” Fiona demanded, her eyes blazing. The word ‘you’ dripped with disdain. “I…” I started. I glanced over at Fiona. She was beyond furious. I didn’t want to upset her even more than she already was. And the lycan? Did he want everyone to know what happened? If I said too much it might make him angry at me too. He seemed as capable, if not more, of violence and pain as Fiona. “I…” I started again, but still had no idea what to say.The Lycan’s man cleared his throat. “Why the lycan wants to see someone is none of your concern,” he told Fiona then turned his attention to my uncle. “After meeting Miss Shelia last night, he’s become interested in her.” Now he moved his eyes to Fiona then back to my uncle. “Is that a problem for you? Should I tell him you are refusing to allow Miss Sheila to join him?”My uncle paled and his eyes widened. “No. No, of course not. If the l
I’m not sure what happened next. All I could focus on was the lycan’s cool touch against my burning skin. “It’s going to be okay,” he told me in a soft, comforting tone. He was again cradling me in his arms. A moment later, he laid me down on a bed. The sheets were soft and cool against my heated skin. The slave part of me wanted to protest against him putting me here. I’d ruin these nice sheets with all my sweat. Yet, I didn’t have the strength to utter a word. The lycan took my face in his hands, tilting it so I would look him in the eyes. “This is the only way. I’m sorry. Sex is the only way to we can quickly burn these drugs out of your system safely.”My eyes widened. Did he just say… My mouth was dry and it was hard to swallow. Did this mean that we were going to… He’d want that from me? But I was no one and I was cute on a good day maybe… Yet as his dark eyes held me, I didn’t miss the spark of desire in them. Once more, I swallowed and gave him a small nod.His face lowered






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