Unexpected Attraction

(words in Prentiss is the translation) It’s 1922 in Aalst, Belgium. I just turned eighteen only days ago, and I am enjoying the freedoms of being an adult. After having a night with my friends, I walk home in the fresh night air. As I turn onto the street to my family home, I hear some noise in the bushes. I turn to check it out. “Hallo? Is daar iemand?” (Hello? Is someone there?) I caution, my eyes widen with fear. I pick up my walking pace when two men step out from the bush, stopping me. My eyes dart around, looking for someone to help, but I am all alone. “Hey, beautiful,” One of the men says with wondering eyes. I look at the men, confused. “Ben je verdwaald?” (Are you lost?) I ask, looking at them. “Sorry ik spreek geen Engels” (I’m sorry I do not speak English) I try to explain. “She is a local. She doesn’t understand us,” The man says, while the other man steps towards me. I back away slowly. “Wat wil je?” (What do you want?) I ask, looking between the two men as my hands t

Maverick has his toned body pressed against mine. He brings his hand to cup my face, and it’s like a switch turned on in my head, and I realized what I was doing. I swat his hand away and shove him off me.“What the hell!” I hiss and stand, gripping my towel. “I’m sorry,” He says with an expression of hurt. I turn to go back to the bathroom, slamming the door shut. I put my clothes on and brushing my teeth. Once I finish, I come out, and Maverick is gone. I look around the room, confused. I am about to go out the door to see where he went when my phone pings to let me know I have a text. I walk to my bag and grab it. Daniel: “Hey, sweetie, I have some bad news. Drake has kidnapped a young girl so far. We think she is still alive, but we need to find him.”Sloan: “where is his last location?”Daniel: “The girl was taken from Albany this afternoon.”

Maverick has his arms wrapped around my waist tight, holding me close to his sculpted chest and his lips connect to mine, and it’s like a burst of energy surges through me. Not once in all my centuries of being on this earth have I ever kissed a man willingly. ‘Sloan, what the hell are you doing? he is a wolf,’ My conscience screams. Pulling away abruptly, I stare at Maverick with confusion and narrow my eyes. “What the fuck was that?” I hiss, backing away. He reaches out to me. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what came over me,” He says apologetically. I slap his hand away. “Don’t touch me,” I say in a harsh tone, turning to open my door when he grabs my wrist. ‘I have had enough of this wolf. I don’t know what he expects from me. We are enemies,’ I think as I spun around and sucker-punched him in the jaw with all my vamp power, knocking him off my porch. &ldquo

This chapter will have another language (Translation between) Watching my father walk away, panic sets in, and I start to pace back and forth in the hall, rambling to myself. “Ik ben iedereen kwijt. Dit is allemaal mijn schuld.” (I have lost everyone. This is all my fault.) I repeat over and over again as Maverick’s strong arms stop me. “Sloan, I think you need some rest,” he states pulling me towards the stairs, and I follow in a daze. He opens the door to a large corner room. I walk in, looking around, and I stop on a photo of Maverick and another man. I look over at him. “Who is this?” I ask, showing it to him. He walks over to me, placing his hand on the small of my back. “That is my brother Devon” he replies. I set it back down on the mantel. I walk over to the bed, taking a seat. “Who sleeps here?” I ask, glancing ar

As Maverick helps Devon to the packhouse, I am face to face with the one person I thought meant well but turned out to be the complete opposite. “Well, hello, Quinn. It has been some time since we last had the pleasure of your company, but I can see why being busy with wolves and all,” She hissed, displeased with my alliance with the Russo family. I smirk at her irritation. “Aww, have I hurt your feeling Luella?” I snap back. Her smile reappears. “If you think you could ever hurt my feelings, you’re sadly mistaken. Do you remember I have no soul, But I see you might be getting