Ember It was a Sunday morning. The sounds of the city were loud, but I was used to that already. I had only been here one week and had gotten the apartment settled to my liking. I went shopping yesterday for new clothes for every occasion I may need. I also bought a laptop and created a new email address. Tomorrow morning, I will be going in for a interview at the Moonlight restaurant. I did some research on the restaurant and was very surprised by what I had seen. This restaurant was definitely unlike anything I had ever seen, I thought, as I looked at the photos of it. It was huge and painted all white with red trim. I didn't see any photos on the inside. I assumed maybe this was one of those fantasy restaurants that took your cellphones at the door to keep it exclusive.I looked up the owners of the restaurant out of pure curiosity and came across two of the most handsome men I had ever seen. Good Lord. He sure did take his time when he created these men. They were both wearing e
Ember Carter was the one who took my hand and shook it. I was honestly kind of scared to look him in the eye, but I wanted to be direct. The goal was still to be impressive and leave a lasting impression. I could have sworn when he touched me, it was like a jolt of electricity going right through me. It was almost exhilarating. He smiled at me, and I felt as shy as ever, though shy was not my personality. Who was this guy? " My name is Carter Moonstone. This is my partner, Seth Lightwood", he explained. We didn't even realize we were still shaking each other's hands. It was like neither of us wanted to pull away. "Ahem. We don't have all day, Miss Stanford", Seth said. His tone was grumpy, deep, and somehow still sexy. Carter let go of my hand and found his seat next to Seth. I sat down in my chair and pushed my portfolio at them. Seth just eyed me before finally taking the file and scanning it. I looked at Carter. I felt like I would get further with him, but a part of me wanted t
EmberIt had been four days since I had the interview. It was heading into the weekend now. I had heard nothing back from anyone. My eyes went back and forth to the slip of paper on the table. The one with Carter's number on it. Should I call him? No. Better to leave it alone and let them call first. Calling too much could make me sound desperate, and with men such as themselves, desperate would sound weak. I had been researching other restaurants in the area that I could apply for, although I really wanted to work at Moonlight. Something about it called to me. I was never one to believe in destiny, but if I did, I just knew that Moonlight was it. What I would lead that high class restraint as a top chef, leading my own chefs into the battle of cooking. I was a natural leader. Something that came easy to me once I trained Ryder's chefs. Leading people was also another skill I had possessed. My thoughts ate at me. Had I really not made a great impression? I know my resume was fake, bu
Carter It was funny, how, at one moment of my life, the only thing that ever really crossed my mind were thoughts of Moonlight and our pack. Now she did. She invaded every dream. Every thought. Just fucking everything. I had to see her. When she left, I forced my wolf to stand down. My primal part wanted to claim her on the spot, and I couldn't let that happen. I had already chosen her to add to our ranks for the chef we were looking for. Our beta, Jax, was tasked with keeping an eye on her, so we arranged for him to move next to her that same day and befriend her. As much as I hated another man being beside my mate, I knew Jax. We grew up together and the trust I had in him was undeniable, so I knew he would protect her at every corner. He smirked when I passed him in the hall after she closed the door in my face. I couldn't even deny her accusations. Except about sleeping with me just to get the job. While it's true I wanted every inch of her, it was not because of the job. Now, th
Seth Fuck my life. Was I being punished? Did Selene really hate me enough to not only give me a human mate, but to make sure the bond wouldn't be rejected because it was Carter's bond as well? I had always suspected we would share a mate, and I was even willing to be okay with that, but a fucking human. A HUMAN. She invaded my thoughts like a fucking tidal wave. Stupid fucking mate bond. Everything about her was so vivid. She was different in looks, not your usual skinny Malibu Barbie with huge silicone booties, as was common here in Miami. She has all the natural thickness to her that I appreciate. I didn't care for skinny women, or women who injected so many silicones into their asses or tits to fit in. Instant turn off. Her hair was so red. So beautiful. It defiantly matched her name. Ember, such a beautiful name, with a killer fucking body that I just wanted to......Fuck, I growled. My lust was clouding my judgment and I shook my head. I hated her kind. There was no reason for m
Ember I woke up the next morning with my dream from the previous night weighing heavily. Seth being here felt so real. It was almost like I could smell his essence. Almost as if there were a honey smell. I realized yesterday that Carter also had a citrus smell. Two of my favorite scents in the world. I had gotten washed up and dressed for the day. It was a beautiful Sunday morning. I checked my cell and saw an email from Moonlight. I scanned over the email and was super happy about what I had read. " Fuck..Yes!", I cheered. I got the job. I was most afraid that they would reject my application due to Seth's hatred of me and my rejection of Carter yesterday. So why would they approve it? I wondered to myself. No worries. I got the job. That was all that mattered. The pay was very decent, starting off at twenty-five an hour. The higher I rose in the company, the more the wages increased. I still had my green dot account and routing number, so I filled in that information. I wanted to
Ember Carter texted me he was outside. I nearly tripped down the steps trying to get down so fast. Why was my heart beating so fast? Why was I so nervous? I sported a casual v-cut blue t-shirt that clung to my body but in a modest way. The shirt matched the blue in my eyes exactly, so I knew it was flattering. I let my hair hang around my shoulders, tucking one side behind my ear. My white pants complimented the outfit along with my blue and white sandals with the gems. Thankfully, I had my feet done, painted my usual white color. I sprayed a bit of sex on the beach perfume on me. Just a touch. I didn't care to be bathed in perfume. That was unflattering. I didn't put it on for him. I just enjoyed the sweet smell of it myself. Carter was waiting by his car and my eyes sure displayed surprise as I walked towards him. Then again, why would I be shocked? He was one of the two most important bachelors in Miami. His car was a black Lamborghini. He smiled his award-winning smile as I appr
Ember" I have no clue what you mean, sir. She seemed to have an attitude though", I told Carter, but he could see through me easily. My body had seemed to have betrayed me. " There you go with that sir again", he said to me with a brow raised. I looked at him and smiled. I was not sure where the word was even coming from. " Does it bother you? You are my boss after all. Wouldn't I have to call you sir?", I asked, trying to play it off. " Only at work. Out of work, you can just call me Carter. I like how it sounds out of your mouth, anyway. " He said, and I blushed, looking down. " Everyone else just calls you Mr. Moonstone or boss, yet you allow me to call you Carter", I asked him. It was more of a question, but it came out as a statement. He didn't respond to it and changed the topic. " So, what made you decide to move to Miami?", he asked me. Before I could respond, our wine was being brought to us by a different waitress named Pearl. I was confused. " Where is Emma?', I aske