Ten serious looking men sat around the conference table covered in files and spreadsheets in the boardroom. The discussions were very formal and so was the atmosphere. They were dressed in varying degrees of gray suits and expensive shoes. The ties in different colors firmly knotted around their necks only added to the stoic atmosphere. Nothing in the room suggested bright sunny beaches and laughter. There were no flowers to brighten the space, just a large wall clock on the wall that reminded everyone how many hours they had been seated there.
Even the weather outside the windows was gray and cold.
The room and atmosphere reflected Asher’s mood perfectly, he thought. He sat at the head of the table, but his mind was barely on the discussions around him. It was a good thing they did not need his input at this point in the negotiations. Asher was certain he had even forgotten which company they were negotiating with.
Just then, his phone
Her wolf nearly jumped out of her skin when Mia realized who was seated at the bar. If her mind hadn’t been miles away for weeks, she would have caught his scent above the usual stench of the place before she even walked into the main area of the pub, but she hadn’t. So she’d had no warning. For a moment, she actually thought she had imagined him out of her stressed mind, but there was no denying what all her senses were telling her. She could see him, smell him. And almost feel her body react to his. Fates, she could actually hear his heartbeat. Asher Deavan was in the pub seated at the bar, just like the very first time they met. It was so good to see him again. She felt like a heaviness had been lifted off her shoulders for a breathtaking moment, before it crushed back down on her like a kick to her chest. He couldn’t be here.Then he spoke. “Yes, Mia… Is everything ok here?” Asher said evenly, but she could still
A wave of intense satisfaction filled him. Persistence pays off, Connor thought as he watched a man across the street from his position in the dark alley. Well blended into the dark shadows of the alley, Connor could watch to his satisfaction without worrying that anyone would see him and raise the alarm. He knew nothing got humans more jumpy than a strange man just standing and watching. If any of them caught sight of him, they would be calling the police and causing a panic faster than he could blink. But Connor could relax, there was no way anyone could see him. It was barely midday; the morning was just rolling to an end, but the sun was high in the sky, giving off enough rays of heat that seemed to suffocate the humans walking about like headless chickens. They seemed to be everywhere, walking in all directions. Some, he could swear, were walking back and forth as though lost or unsure of their destination. Sweat was he
Returning to Asher’s house brought a mixture of contradicting emotions. Two potent feelings, backed by a heavy load of thoughts, fought for the upper hand in her brain. On one side, she was glad to be back in his house. To be surrounded by his scent and his things. In his den. Even though she had barely left a footprint in the carpet, the last time she was there, it still gave her a feeling of finally being home. It was a welcome feeling, especially after spending so much time in places that were not fit for rats and cockroaches to live in. Just because she was part animal didn’t mean she had to live like one. So it was nice to be back in Asher’s house. But then again, on the other side, she was swamped with apprehension. A deep sense of dread gripped her gut, twisting it into a tight knot. It was mixed in with a healthy dose of guilt as well. Not only was she putting Asher’s life in danger by being there, but he had no idea what or who s
Thoughts of constantly running and hiding with a young cub in shitty pubs and other less desirable places flooded her mind like a bad dream. On the heel of those thoughts, however, were those that imagined what would happen if Dylan got his hands on her and the cub. It wasn’t unheard of for an alpha to get rid of a cub that was not his in order to claim a mate. It came from their animal DNA. A violent shudder hit her body even as the wolf in her rose close to her skin, ready to protect and defend what was hers. She would never allow any harm to come to her cub. Suddenly Asher stepped towards her, closing the distance that had separated them and grabbed her shoulders in his firm hands. It wasn’t aggressive, so she didn’t freak out. It was as though he just wanted to make sure he had her full attention. That wasn’t a problem. He had her full attention. Her entire body flowed with awareness. The ugly thoughts faded away and her only focus
There was a thick silence in the room. It was deafening. Mia gave herself a few mental slaps for her slip. After what felt like forever in which, Mia tried to think of anything to say and came up blank. It was Asher that broke the silence. “Why is it too late to take precautions?” he asked cautiously. His eyes never left her face, as though he was trying to read the answer to his question in her eyes. Although there was already something in his eyes that suggested he knew the answer to his own question. He was a smart man. There weren’t many ways her words could be interpreted. Mia looked away, unable to continue reading the different emotions that crossed his face. Damn it. That was not how she had imagined breaking the news to him. Not even in her wildest imagination had she pictured it like this. She considered dodging the discussion or making something up to throw him off what he was obviously putting together in his head, but
“In short,” Asher started in a low, measured tone. “What you are simply saying… is that you can’t tell me anything.” He raised his hands and counted his fingers as he spoke. “Not why your family is after you... You won’t tell me who your family is or what they even do, or why you ran from home in the first place.” He grabbed a fourth finger, his anger very visible at this point. “Not who found you through me and caused you to run from my home. Or even how they managed to make the connection… I am still puzzled about that one, by the way. And lastly, but not the very least, you can’t even tell me… Correction... Let me rephrase that. You can’t even promise that you won’t run again. Even though you are carrying my child. Have I missed anything?” The silence that fell in the room following his count of all the information she refused to give stretched uncomfortably. Mia was past the point of explaining herself. There was nothing she could say to hi
Like a very satisfied woman, Mia sighed peacefully in her sleep. She could feel a warm body next to her that smelled so good and made her want to rub herself all over it. Even though she could feel her sleep fading away, she desperately tried to hold on to it and just enjoy the moment. Then a cool breeze blew over her skin, causing a shudder to run up her spine. Mia reluctantly woke up and opened her eyes.The cool air did not add up with what she had been enjoying. She paused and took a moment to orient herself to her surroundings. The scent in the room and feel of the sheets against her skin immediately grounded her. She was in Asher’s bed, wrapped in his firm arms. Asher was deep in sleep. She could tell from his even breathing, but his arms still tightened around her when she tried to move away from him. As though even in his unconscious mind, he was still trying to make sure she didn’t leave again and disappear into the night.
Asher had the mother of all headaches pounding insistently at his temples. It was as though a tiny mad man had been handed a hummer and told to torture him; he thought. And although he was mostly out of it and dazed from the pain, he could feel the rough hands of at least two men drag him out of the car they had been travelling in. He wasn’t sure how long they had been driving, but it must have been hours because compared to the darkness of night in which they had left his house; wherever it was that they had arrived hours later, the sun was up in the sky and bright. He had woken a few times during the drive. And each time, he had noticed how quiet Mia had been. He hadn’t heard her say a word, not even when the men in the car had accused her of causing so much trouble. Most of what they had said made little sense to him. He blamed most of his confusion on his aching head, but some of it was just weird. He had heard comments about packs