(Alexandra)“IT’S GOING to hurt at first. But hey, you will be okay,” I heard Luther whisper to the little girl in the backyard. I think she was about nine to ten years old. The other kids were in the garden. I could hear their sheer laughter as they play with Beatrix, Kenji, and other volunteers.She was the only child who didn’t join the activities we laid out for the children here in Saint Vincent orphanage. I heard from the staff that this girl with brown curly hair just arrived two days ago. Her mother left her here and since then, she hadn’t talked to anyone, even to the staff, and was just quietly waiting for her mother’s return.To my surprise, Luther came to her with a big teddy bear in his hand and sat next to her. For the past days, we had been active in things like this. While the elites were attacking each other, we decided to lie low. They knew that Luther had turned his back on them completely, but things were okay for now since what happened at the auction house had ma

THERE he was again, sending my heart in chaos with those words.“I don’t think I’ve done enough for you to see me that way, Luther. I’m not even sure I know the colors you were talking about.”“You knew. Maybe you just forgot. Do you want me to tell you about them? Maybe then you’d be reminded of them.”“Go on. Let me hear it.”I needed to hear it. I needed to know because I wanted to see the same colors he was seeing, to experience the same feeling he experienced. If I truly forgot them, then I want to remember them now.“Blue is what I feel each time I have you close to me like this. It’s this peaceful feeling that I can only find when I’m with you.”I closed my eyes and tried to picture the colors he was describing.“Whenever we kiss, I would be reminded of red, of fire and passion. When we argue, I’m reminded of what the sky looks like when it’s about to rain. It’s gray. And darling when you smile, even if it’s night time, I feel like I’m seeing the sun. It was that bright, that d

“DOES this mean that Luther could be dead as we speak?” Clay asked. “That’s too bad. It will be hard to find another tool that we could use for the plan.”I could feel my eyes changing color. Clay’s eyes widened upon meeting mine. There was wonder and fear in his eyes. His body quaked. My fingernails dug in his shoulders when I grabbed him. Every word that came out of his mouth made my blood simmer. He was saying he felt bad and yet, he looked relieved.My voice resounded in the entire house when I spoke, “Luther is not just a tool! He is not just any other human! He is my husband! And he is my mate! He has the same mark as me! I saw it! Talk to him that way one more time and I will not hesitate to pluck your tongue and teeth and to turn you into a useless wolf, do you understand?”“I-I do. I’m sorry, Alexandra,” Clay said.When I chucked him on the wall, he unexpectedly shifted in his wolf form and whimpered.I’ve had enough for today. My parents looked too stunned to speak. But this

(Alexandra)“DRIVE as fast as you can, Carlos. If we reach our destination in less than thirty minutes, I will give you a bonus,” Luther commanded the driver before he pulled me inside the backseat of his Mercedes Benz. We were supposed to ride Isaac’s car, but Carlos came rushing with Luther’s own car. So, Isaac and three more guards would follow us in another car until we get home.“Why didn’t you bring guards earlier? This wouldn’t have happened if you had brought them with you,” I told Luther as he sat beside me.“Today was the first time I met with your pack as your husband. I didn’t want them to think that I was afraid of them. I didn’t want them to be uncomfortable, too. I was already enough to cause them extreme distress.”I sighed. “Next time, wherever you go, whether it’s in the woods or not, you have to remember to bring your guards with you, Luther. By the way, did you see the person who tried to kill you?”Instead of answering, Luther took his bandage off. I gasped. “What

“WHAT do you think?” Luther asked after we finished reading the content of the invitation card which Suzanna had brought for us earlier. It was Magnus Alvarez’s sixtieth birthday which will be held tomorrow night. And both of us were invited.I looked up to Luther. “What about you? Do you want to go?”My head was resting on his lap while I was lying on the carpet. Both of us were only wearing robes since we just finished taking a shower together. After we had breakfast, we stayed in the balcony to read some files. We now share the reports that we gather from our subordinates and exchange ideas afterwards.Luther was smarter and more capable than I thought. He gets the gist of things easily. It was always a pleasure discussing things with him.“Well, if it’s up to me, I’ll just lock you here forever and make love to you all day and all night.” He sighed. “It’s safer here since almost every single guest in that party would want us dead except for the Alvarez family. You know that. But y