Caitlin Andrews Novels & Stories

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

Right now, she needed to focus on her and Ray. She wanted to look nice for Ray, so she went into her closet and picked out one of her favorite dresses. It was a backless halter dress in the color emerald green that came to just below her knees. She picked out a pair of black strapless sandals. She didn’t need any fancy footwear. The ceremony would be held at the pack field and she wouldn’t actually need shoes. She wouldn’t need clothes either, but she had no intention of showing up in front of Ray’s pack naked. She’d keep her clothes on in public until absolutely necessary, thank you very much.

LYRA I am pouting like a toddler, and I do not care. Andrew is standing in the doorway of the guest room giving me a list of things to do and remember while he is gone. I am barely listening to the words that are leaving his mouth. None of it seems important. Running my fingers through Prissy’s fur I fight back the tears that threaten to escape my eyes. It is clear that hunting down Cain and Mr. Grayson is at the top of his list even though I have made it clear that I would feel more comfortable with both of my mates by my side. “Are you even listening?” Andrew disrupts my train of self-pity.

He got on top of her, pinning her down. Aiden stepped forward. “CAIN!” he yelled out. But Cain didn’t care. He’d pinned her down, and used his knees to dig into her arms, holding her in place so she couldn’t move. Then he reached up as if to choke her. Caitlin felt an unearthly rage come over her. As she watched Cain’s hands go for her throat, she let her power overcome her for real this time. She broke free of his grasp, grabbed his wrist at the last second, and spun it around. She rolled on top of him, twisting it back.

For her destiny. But emotionally, she just could not let go of Caleb. She sat there for hours, thinking and thinking. And finally, her heart won the battle. She would go to Caleb. * Caitlin stood in her small room, looking over her possessions one last time as she finished dressing in her battle outfit. She had been given it during training, and she loved it. All-black, it was made of a material she couldn’t pronounce and didn’t recognize, but she knew that it was light as could be, and stronger than a bulletproof vest. The material wrapped snugly along her legs, torso, arms, and neck, covering her from feet to chin. It had black boots to match. She zipped it up, all the way to her chin, and

Lily moved to Florida with her Aunty Nora and started working at Goldmedal Financial Group of Companies as a PA to the company's President whom she had yet to meet. It was Monday morning and the president would be coming to the office that day. She sent all the files that would require his attention to his office and arranged them orderly on his desk oblivious of the person standing behind her while she was doing that. She was done and turned to leave but bumped into someone. She was caught by the person before she could fall to the ground.

At this point, Ava didn’t think that their plan was going to work. It was just too messy. Although according to Casey, Klaire actually did go to find Andrew after their fight. He called it a win and said that Klaire was beginning to lose interest in him but Ava knew that it would take more than one fight to get that to happen. And Klaire going to Andrew was just her retaliation. There was no interest on her part towards him. It was all to spite Casey.

Casting an angry glance at Caitlin, the woman rushed into one of the stalls to attend to her needs. Caitlin was not herself for the remainder of the day, always avoiding the CEO whenever he was around. Her performance suffered, and she faced a harsh scolding from Matilda. The thought of quitting crossed her mind, but she realized she couldn't afford to lose this job, as she needed it to support herself and her son. Grace had worked hard to secure this opportunity for her, and she felt she couldn't be ungrateful by resigning. Restless and eager for the day to end, she anxiously awaited closing time.

I got my ass ready to leave, "If that's all you got..." "There's one other thing I'd like to discuss with you before you go." "And what's that" I dropped back down on the chair. "It's about Caitlin." "Caitiebear? If you're about to tell me some off colored shit about my daughter I know that you're lying, my kid..." "No-no, it's nothing like that. Did you know that your daughter is exceptionally bright? She's captain of the debate team, president of the student body and the math club and I understand she even finds time to volunteer at the children's hospital while keeping up with her studies."

Chapter 9 Caitlyn was standing beside her gate when Martin arrived in his car. She was wearing a black leather skirt that stopped way above her knees, a small white top that clung to her body, a black leather jacket, and a white shoe to match. Martin swallowed nothing as he stared at her. He was mesmerized by her beautiful face and body. He cleared his throat nervously, winded down, and poked his head out a little. "Get in!" He ordered her. She smiled and quickly rushed to enter the car.