Claire was stuck in that same position with the look on Ryan's face. It looked like he wanted her out of that dress, naked and in his arms. Maybe she was just overthinking it as a blush came up her cheeks.She turned her head to Mia who was by the couch lazing on it while she looked at her with an amused look."Go on, don't you want to meet your mate?" She said with one of her smiles which made Claire believe she was up to one of her games again.She moved her legs which felt like lead slowly until she came and stood in front of his desk. As she was about to reach him, she was suddenly pulled by Mia who ushered her out of the room before she could blink."Mia!" Alexander's voice came through the door.She knew he was livid for having taken away what was his. Mia's laugh brought her out of her daze. "Well, that was fun! Don't you think?" She asked amid laughter.Claire looked at her like she had grown another head. "Fun? You are in so much trouble. I doubt if he will let me out with

Alpha Alexander growled multiple times in his office growing restless. The news he had received from Mia about Claire wasn't a good one and his wolf fought to get out and kill whoever had taken their mate.But he knew being aggressive won't take him anywhere so he reigned in his wolf at all costs.The last thing he wanted to do was to cause havoc on the human lands. He looked over at Isabelle who had a neutral look on her face after his outburst and began to feel a sense of foreboding from her.He didn't like the fact that she was in his office or even close to him. According to her, she wanted to discuss something with him.And to be truthful, he didn't want to hear anything from her even if it seemed 'important.' What he cared about was how to bring his mate to safety.He looked over to the window, his jaw clenched. On his left hand, was a cup filled with whiskey. He had tried to calm his raging nerves with it.He wondered how Isabelle was able to stay in the room with him with so

"I haven't gone to the library in a long time. My body feels sore. I need a respite." Claire stretched out her limbs on the bed, a lazy yawn escaping her."It's okay, you can go later on. Olivia gave me a day off."Elise moved into the room, picking up some things that had fallen to the floor. She hummed a song that was unfamiliar to Claire as she went into the closet to get the clothes arranged.Because Claire had woken up late, she had turned the walk-in closet into a pigsty to get to the training room.Being at the end of Olivia's wrath was not something she looked forward to each morning."I will." She brought up her body from the bed which felt like lead and dragged it across the room.Wincing in pain from the kick which had been delivered to her side the day before, she looked ready to delve back into the covers of the bed.Breakfast had been served in her room. She ate it like she was on fire. She had gotten the food into the wrong pathway so she gave up and ran to the training

How did you find it?" His voice had taken a rough edge to it.He looked like someone that had been run over by a truck with a look on his face. After he had sat back down. He resumed his neutral look which made Claire look closely at him to make sure her eyes didn't play tricks on her."Getting a book, it fell out of it. Why? Did you hide it on purpose?" She squinted her eyes at him.How will he explain that it was some kind of myth some people beloved? But some years back, there was very frightening news surrounding it. Never would he tell Claire about it. He looked over at her as his eyebrows scrunched up, trying to figure out the reason she was interested in it.As far as he could tell, it was not related to her in any way. "It's nothing. Just some myth and all." He dismissed it with a wave of his hands.Bringing his hands up to her thighs, he drew her closer to him but she swiped his hands as her expression took on a turn for a serious one."You're not telling me everything you

Her heart began to beat like a drum when the realization of the duel stuck in. She couldn't believe she said yes to Isabelle on that day. Watching Isabelle as she thought of it, with numerous eyes trained on her, she sighed at her fate. There was no use crying over spilled milk.The glint which reflected in Isabelle's eyes told her she was up to something. And it didn't help either that her gut feelings were stronger now than ever. Thinking about it as she focused on it, she could hardly concentrate. Everything in her gut told her to flee from the scene. But she pushed it to the back of her mind as usual.It seemed it was adamant on telling her to flee as sweat trickled down her forearms and her breathing became labored with each passing second. As she wondered what could go wrong, she could not find an answer as her head came up blank like it always does when she needed it the mostLost in her thoughts, Isabelle struck out an arm that missed her by a hair's breadth. She gulped down