Semua Bab Wide Awake Chaos: Shadow Warrior Series: Bab 71 - Bab 80

~Rowan’s Point of View~“A word before ya go,” my father bellows, and I cringe though I don’t show it. I turn back to Harlow who looks petrified, but trying to hold it together. I hate to leave her, even for a second. “Go ahead, I’ll use the bathroom,” she offers, and I point toward a powder room several doors down.“Wait right here for me, I won’t be long,” I whisper, though I know even in his office behind his desk my dad heard it. I reluctantly watch her go, then partially close his door. Though I’m still standing across the room from him, there’s no way I’m leaving this spot. “Say what you want to say,” I tell him. He’ll give me warnings, tell me whatever. It won’t matter. I cross my arms.He slowly taps his finger on his desk, the way he always does when he’s making a point or wants to seem intimidating.“Don’t let this mate business cloud your head boy. You still have a very active assignment ya seem to have forgotten,” he says, and I ball my right hand into a fist and count t

~Luc’s Point of View~“You again. The witch is a lot prettier,” Otis whines, falling to sit in the sand. Well he’d certainly love the Greek paradise that has welcomed me to stay. Tempting, but no one is her. Not even close. The women there did nothing for me.I drop beside him and sigh, then rub my face. I literally feel as if I’m going through physical withdrawals from Harlow. Then there’s that damn male from a few nights ago that I can’t get out of my head.*We must find our sunflower! She has to be terrified,* Dante whines, curling into a ball.The Shadows epically failed to get her and protect her. Now that the McGraths have her, there’s no telling what they’ll do. Blessedly, they let her doctor visit, and confirm she’s all right. She even said she’s in good spirits, though I don’t see how. She’s so close to giving birth, she doesn’t need this stress. She should be at the packhouse, safe and relaxed. I have so much damn anger surrounding how she got taken, and all that’s followed

~Harlow’s Point of View~“Rowan sent you to get me,” I question, checking out his brother. One of Rowan’s guards stands next to him and nods. “He’s had a rough night and well, his body needs a bit of time to recover,” Declan explains. I make a face, wondering what that really means.The idea of leaving the safety of Olivia’s house to sit in the cottage alone with a family that hates me for murdering their son makes me absolutely sick. I’d have no way whatsoever of defending or protecting myself.“Why can’t I just stay here,” I insist, frustrated. Also, if my mate is in distress, he needs me!“They’re predicting tonight may be another almost full moon, sometimes it can last more than one twilight,” Declan insists. I’m terrified knowing if he wants me to go, I’m going. He could take me like Mikey did.He reaches for my hand and I jerk it away. I quickly realize Hope did that, not me. I relish the feeling, but I’ll need to get used to not always controlling my body.“All the more reason

~Rowan’s Point of View~“Uhm…what are these,” I hear, from just in the bathroom. I move to the door to find it open, and Harlow is gaping at the sink counter. I rub my chin and admonish myself for being in such a hurry.“I uhm… they’re piercings. I took them out because I didn’t want to scare you our first time,” I explain and quickly gauge her reaction. She looks beyond confused and it's completely adorable. She’s just in one of my muscle t-shirts, and it stretches over her little belly perfectly. We slept in half the day, and I guess we both really needed it.“For … where,” she asks, her face totally blank. I rub the back of my neck, feeling embarrassed. I’m never embarrassed, it's completely against everything a McGrath stands for. But this teenage girl who holds my heart in her hands…well her opinion means everything to me.“I got it done on a whim. If I leave them out another day or so the holes will probably heal. I’ve probably already left them out longer than I should’ve,” I sa

~The day of the charity ball~~Harlow’s Point of View~“Rowan, we don’t have time,” I giggle, as my mate licks my clit in the most torturous way. He knows damn well neither of us cares about time. When we get going, there’s no stopping things. Everyday with him has just been better than the next and I’ve never been more convinced I’ve absolutely found my true fated mate. Of course Hope in my head constantly panting and drooling is also making it all the more apparent.*Just relax,* Hope insists, lost in the feeling, the warmth and comfort of our mate. Each moment is too precious, especially when he goes out so much at night, and I have no idea where he’s going. I know so little about his “work” and while it feels like it isn’t my place to ask… it's killing me.But then he comes back and holds me, kisses me then more. And I forget I’m angry, I lose myself to him each and every time. “There’s time,” he breathes, and I gasp realizing he came inside me earlier this morning and I haven’t s