Chapter 70: The Truth Sierra's POVThe motel we have checked into is small and dingy. It's filled with a dampness that makes my insides tighten. 'Who the hell would pay for something like this?' Mina asks me once I've put my bags down and taken off my clothes, which I have been suffocating all day. 'Us. Obviously, I say, pointing out that we have indeed bought a night for this place. 'Yeah, but I would rather you shift and we sleep outside than be in here. Plus, if we shift, I can take charge, and I can pounce on my man, she laughs, and so do I. I can't help myself."And what are you finding so funny?" Nikolai asks as he stands behind me and helps me to remove the added pieces to my disguise. I thought I would have bumped into someone there. I was nervous and worried that they would see straight through me. "Ahh...nothing?" I say, but it comes out as more of a question than it does a statement. "Liar. You and our wolf are up to something," he says, kissing my neck and dusting hi
Sierra's POVThe plan was supposed to be easy. Get in, sneak around, gather some evidence and get back out again, but my heart aches right now. I've managed to get through the first foyer of the building. Everyone seems to be at work, so I know I won't bump into anyone, and if they do see me, they won't see the me they probably forgot about the moment I left. The moment they thought I was going to be a slave to another pack. Marta probably loved it. She probably relished in how she got rid of me for good, but I'm not gone. Not entirely. I'm forever chained to this place and forever held captive in my mind until I purge it all out.Just purge it all out.‘Why is it that we come here and I shrivel up on the inside?’ Mina asks when I shiver at the coldness that leaks through the air. It's a cold place.‘Because I'm also shrivelling up on the inside. The cold aura around here has made my nipples too soft.’ I say, which makes her laugh. She's always had a twinkle in her eye, but even now,
Nikolai's POV"So what is the problem that you couldn't do anything yourself or couldn't ask a surrounding pack?" I ask in annoyance. I cannot stand this wanker. I certainly can't stand his brother, who is, - Thankfully- not here.I don't think I would have been able to hold myself back and not kill the bastard if he were here. When Jade died, I thought it was an accident. Until I found her phone and saw several (obviously) drunk messages and missed calls from Nolan fucking Matthews, Gamma of the High-Claw pack, telling her he didn't mean to hit her that hard and that he was sorry and hoped she recovered like the last time! One of our closest friends died because he hit her so hard she died from it, and I bet his sorry ass never knew that she didn't live. I will never forget his voice. The slur of his words and the laughter in the background. I will never forget the moment I entered her room with Rem, when I knew she was not sleeping.Whatever I had eaten the day before came up as I
Sierra's POV The mood in the car is a lot. It's tense, and I don't do tense, but no matter how I put it, it's a lot to go on with. We started our journey late in the afternoon yesterday, after Nikolai had visited the office, and then we stayed at a hotel just off the border of Idaho. It wasn't big, but it was also nice. I have never slept in a hotel before. My dad worked long hours, and my mom never wanted to leave unless my dad was there.I never minded. We spent a lot of time together when Dad was working, and when he got home, we did things as a family. I couldn't have asked for better parents."Are you sure about this baby-girl?" Nikolai asks me as he wraps an arm around my back.As the minutes tick down and I see the signs for my hometown, the same hometown I haven't been in since I was pre-teen Sierra, I find myself getting sicker and sicker with nerves.Not the kind of nerves where I feel like I'm going to get caught or anything, but the kind of nerves where I'm sitting in a p
Chapter 66: Badass in the making. Sierra's POV"Can you focus for five minutes?" I ask with a defeated sigh. I love this man. In a very short amount of time, I have become obsessed with him, and it isn't because I find him to be my saviour or my hero. I don't. "Sweetheart, I am focused, but when you talk about all of this...it makes me hard", he says, pointing down to the obvious bulge in his slacks. He's off to a business meeting at the tech company today with every intention of gaining a new sponsor.In the bedroom, he's been teaching me all the things I want to learn that he may like. Things that I would never ask, but he offered because he knew deep down that I wanted to give him pleasure, even though he claims it's all good and that I don't have to. "Well...we can't have that now, can we?" I tease, standing in front of his desk in my oversized hoodie, leggings and my signature fluffy socks that he got me for Christmas."No. No, we can not," he says with a smirk on his face, bu
Chapter 65: Nikolai’s POV“What?” she asks as I stroke up and down her face. Her body is rigid with emotions, and I can feel her anxiety. She knew they would say no. She knew that it would be a challenge to get everyone to accept her request because they care.She's not had someone or a pack to care about her in a very long time, but right now, right here, she's experiencing first-hand how a life with me—surrounded by the people who love and respect us the most—can be. She's seeing it with open eyes.Fear is a very fragile emotion because if your enemies see the fear sitting deep in your eyes, they can use it to their own advantage, and that could be game over. “You showed them that you're capable of making a choice. That you would put your life on the line for them the same way they took their oaths to protect you at whatever cost” “I know it's a big choice, but-”“Baby-girl, I had every ounce of faith in you. Now come. Let's go and find a reasonable disguise for you,” I tell her