RennaWaking up, I felt warm, refreshed, having slept better than I had in weeks. I snuggled deep into my pillow, unwilling to get out of bed just yet. I was too cosy. Light tingles traced my skin, leaving a pleasant sensation flits through me.Hearing a groan as something prodded my lower back, I turned my heard to see Xavier tucked up beside me. I let out a soft smile. I loved his hugs, but I'll never tell him why. His rich masculine scent hung in the air, a smell I was beginning to love. I would never tell him this, i’m sure his alpha ego is big enough.I remember last night seeing how he threw me on the bed, a reminder of how much stronger he was than me. If he meant to hurt me, he would have done it already. His hand traced my stomach and thigh as my heart did a little flip. Ethan never made me feel like this, yet I loved him. How did a complete stranger make me feel like home?He shuffled in his sleep, pulling me closer as he buried his face in my neck. I recognized the jab in m

Renna POVMy fingers were bleeding, my knees were raw and the stench of bleach was burning my nose. It had been three and a half hours since Sage had left me. There were still at least 200 toilets to go on, and the toothbrush she gave me to clean had whittled down to a stub.Every time I saw her, I couldn't help but feel an intense hatred. She was pure evil! I needed to find a way to beat her. The thought of Xavier's lips on mine lingered in my mind, helping me stay focused. The sensation of his lips on mine was perfect; it was like they were made to fit together. Perhaps I had been too hasty. If only I had agreed to be his Luna without question, I would be wrapped up in his warm embrace, kissing and hugging him right now.Instead, I’m drowning in shit and bleach. I can't shake the feeling that Sage set all of this up to spite me. The rest of this place is immaculate, but the state of the bathrooms was beyond anything I could have imagined. That's why she called last night, right? She

Renna POVXavier is a mystery to me, and I can't seem to figure him out. He keeps insisting that he wants to marry me and make me luna of his pack. He wants us to share a bed, but his lack of interest in me is getting harder to ignore …Does he not see me as desirable? Does he still have feelings for Sage? I knew they mind linked earlier. I could see right through her sweet and innocent facade. She was up to something. Why doesn't he realise that she's not the person she pretends to be?Climbing off his lap, I feel the warmth of his body and the roughness of his stubble. He gives me a perplexing look, a mix of desire and reluctance. Why is he holding back?“I’m going to go shower,” I add dejectedly as I walk up the stairs. He watches me ascend the stairs with no sign of following. There was something about him that drew me in, but every time he did something like that, tears threatened to spill down my cheeks.Is it because I used Sage’s nickname for him? Perhaps I was being too petty

RennaI was back at Throndsen’s for work. Thankfully, Sage decided not to schedule me for cleaning toilets. Instead, she wanted me to waitress in the rooftop bar. They gave me a waistcoat and tiny black skirt to wear with heels higher than any woman should be able to walk in. It felt like I was walking on stilts.There was a large cocktail menu that I was having to learn. A small selection of small plates which made me feel a little better. As long as I didn’t see Sage, the better. I knew she didn’t want me to be with Xavier but why? There had to be more to it than she wanted her ex back. I knew it was possible, and jealousy was a powerful motivator. I just didn’t think that way about it.Leo was one of the other bartenders here. He worked nights to supplement his income while also dedicating his days to training warriors. At 25 years old, he had a tough, rugged exterior with short jet-black hair and piercing grey eyes. Though he was physically strong, his gentle and kind personality

Renna Anger was pulsating through Xavier, his nostrils flaring and jaw clicking. Perhaps leaving it alone would have been wiser, but the idea of him viewing me as a slut was painful. I have kissed nobody else except for him or Ethan. Let alone gone any further. I clutch at his shirt but I can see he is’s not in the mood today. He untangles himself from me, a snarl leaves his lips as he looks back towards the booth where Ethan, Lia and that guy are all sitting. One of the other waitresses has taken over. “Xavier … please let’s just leave it,” I whisper as I try to turn him back to face me. The only response he gives is a deep, low growl vibrating from his chest. He pries my hands off of him as he goes back towards the table. “Xavier,” I call slightly louder. I know he can hear me; he is just choosing not to. “Xavier!” I hiss again as he starts walking swiftly back to the booth. I grip his hand and he spins towards me. “Renna, he disrespected you and me. He deserves a punishment.” He