Whatever existed between Alpha Alexander and me up in my room had successfully fizzled and died out the moment I crossed the threshold of the door. We were sitting together in the matte black limo with bulletproof doors and tinted windows and an engine that seemed to purr instead of roar.I have never been in a limo before.In my hands was a sweating can of coke. Diet coke; Alpha Alexander had said before plopping it into my lap. The kind that wouldn't make me get fat.He was back to his usual steely self now. A preoccupied scowl marred the clean-cut beauty of his face and his forehead was scrunched up in deep thought as he looked at the device in his hand, tapping briskly on the screen and a hologram appeared, a picturesque map of West Crescent Valley, it seemed, with areas in black, white, blue and green to signify the various packs in the valley.I have never seen a device like that and I had to fight against every cell in my body that strained to look

I cried until my throat ached and my body quaked with sobs. I had never cried so hard. Not when Ivy tortured me. Not when my step siblings tormented me. Not when I was ridiculed by my peers back in Whitefang and not even when I learned that my father had died.Seconds dripped into minutes, which bled into hours and slipped into night.Alpha Alexander put the fury in furious, angrily banging on my door and yelling at me to "OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR, RED!"I squeezed myself harder, fat tears streaming down my cheeks and soaking up my pillow."Red, you do not keep the council waiting! This is unprofessional and uncalled for, unfit for the a Luna! This drama has to stop now! Red!"I waited as he kept pounding on the door, wriggling the door knob and letting me know how thoroughly unpleased he was with my over-dramatic attitude. And I think that was what hurt the most. The fact that he couldn't see that I was hurting. That I was suffering.In the en

I took the first step and everyone seemed to track my movements with their eyes as I descended the grand steps but my eyes remained on one man only. My alpha. My mate.His eyes pulled me in alluringly, like in that moment, I was all that mattered. I let him guide me all the way to him until I was standing in his presence.Alpha Alexander was a beautiful man, I'll give him that. And tonight, he looked like he just stepped out of a fairy tale book. He looked like a prince of light his white tuxedo, with lapels embellished in rich gold. His shoulder length golden blonde hair was swept back from his face and tied into a neat man bun at the nape of his neck.He looked so clean and polished, I was honored to hold his attention. I was humbled to be in his presence. And if he was prince charming tonight, then I was Cinderella.His Cinderella.A nervous swarm of butterflies were fluttering restlessly in my stomach and anxiety inche

Feeling hungry and tired of looking like the bored miserable girl waiting in the dark and hiding in the shadows, I made my way to the table from earlier that Alpha Alexander had shown to me. The one with the half moon cakes.My stomach flipped happily at the thought of consuming those beauties. With a new intent and purpose in my life, I made my way to the food stand, browsing for the half moon cakes and finding them.My heart jumped with glee as I stuffed one into my mouth and fought the urge to moan out loud at the sweet creamy taste that exploded on my tongue.Divine.I eyed them greedily, wondering if I had room in the pockets of spaces between my dress to hide some for myself and maybe for June if she would decide to take it. It seemed like a hideous crime to never taste this at least once in a life time. I was still contemplating when a grating laugh scraped against my spine.I stood upright, my spine straightening at the poisonous sound and

A finger traced my skin sensually - teasing and provocative in its languid movements. Big hands cupped my cheeks, warm calloused fingers leaving a trademark of arousal wherever they lingered."My love," A voice so deep yet beyond alluring drawled. It was almost like a whisper of death.The bed was dipping with the weight of this stranger and I moaned weakly when one of his hand left my cheek to sweetly caress my breast, the rhythm of my pulse slowly picking up. I have never been touched like this before and it felt so good that I didn't want to open my eyes. I didn't want to let go of this sinful dream.His other fingers left my cheek, my skin burning in its wake as he tiptoed them all the way up, five fingers curling around my dainty neck. The breath left my lungs when he squeezed, softly at first and soon, his weight dropped on me, trapping me under his strong body, a delicious scent intoxicating me - sinful, hot, intense, arousing.I was consumed by hi