Head Mistress Lexi Novels & Stories

She excused herself and told us she will go to the restroom. Alexander studied at me. And said, “Heather. Cooperate with me.” I do not know what he’s trying to convey. “What are you saying? Cooperate with what?” I am puzzled. The host of the party started his opening remarks and introduce the Club members. It astonished me that the founder was the grandpa of Natalie and the President of the Club was Alexander. And what's more shocking? Chadwick is the VP. Wow. I cannot believe what I am hearing. How rich these individuals are? At that minute I felt intimated.

My eyes stung. Rubbing my eyes roughly, I turned to leave, but Simon stopped me at the door. "Laila has to stay at the healing hut for treatment, and she won't be able to finish her Werewolf Academy thesis," he said. "Aren't you working on the Belladonna Cure thesis? It's exactly the same as Laila's. Why not let her refer to yours?" A pang of bitterness hit me. I knew there was more to his words.

“Clean clothes. You stink of iron and fear. It offends the pack.” “Then maybe the pack should keep its nose out of my business.” She lifts an eyebrow. “Your business is the pack now.” “Not by my choice.” “Nor theirs.” She sighs, like she’s bored already. “I am Lira. Beta. I run this house so Damian doesn’t have to think about details like what you eat or whether you remember to bathe.” I hate how calm her voice is. How utterly unafraid. “Tell him I don’t plan to be here long enough to stain the sheets.”

He murmured. Huh? I looked at him confused. What the hell is he murmuring about? Is this a way of diverting my attention? No way that’s happening, what he did and said was wrong and it’s not acceptable.. no, not with Christine who looks at him like a god always. “Please just stop, everyone is looking, Lexa.” She begged, coming close to me. I turned to look at her to say a big no but she spoke up first. “I need to use the restroom beta.” She excused herself, looking at me with pleading eyes to let it go.

Richard looked over at me, trying to destabilize me. “That's because I don't want to.” *Not much of a talker?” He smirked. He was taunting me. It was obvious now. I didn't respond. I knew what he was doing and I wasn't going to let him win. All eyes were on me and I could see Rhea and Evelyn’s minds doing gymnastics as they tried to figure out what was going on. “Lexi is just not a fan of change. She wasn't expecting company.” Rhea gritted out, staring at me through the corner of her eyes.

But after what felt like forever, Grace broke the silence and even though I didn't know what she was about to ask me, I could guess what it was about and I wouldn't be surprised if it was exactly what I was thinking. She took my hands into hers and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Madame….” “Just call me Lexi, please.” I cut her off. If only she knows how much that title was driving me crazy. It was making me feel old when I was just a twenty three year old lady. “Please call me, Lexi. Addressing me as Madame makes me feel old.” I pleaded but she shook her head. “I'm sorry, Madame, but I can't. Mr Julian will have my head if he finds out about it…”

All of them had guns pointed at me. THIRD POV Lexi looked around the house, trying to think of a way to escape the armed men. But before she could come up with a plan, a handkerchief was pressed over her mouth. She tried to fight back but felt dizzy until she eventually lost consciousness. “Take her. Hurry up before Chase comes back,” Shiela ordered seriously, staring at her unconscious sister. “Ma’am, no offense, but you didn’t tell us she was pregnant,” said Mando, the leader of the men a friend had lent her.

"The Meridian project's success is entirely due to Lexi's brilliancy. I am fortunate to have someone of her caliber." I felt his hand settle lightly on the small of my back, the touch sending electricity through the fabric of my dress. It was barely there, professional enough to seem casual, but intimate enough to send a clear message. "Of course," Victoria backtracked, her confidence wavering. "We were just saying how... talented she is." "Exceptionally so." Lucian's tone could have frozen champagne. "If you'll excuse us, I need to steal Lexi away for some photographs with the other department heads."

Preferred to be known by everyone as Lexi. Twenty-five, Latina. Works part-time as a waitress at a mid-tier café, also works at a small restaurant as a chef part-time, and does freelance gigs on weekends. No college degree. Raised by her grandmother after her parents died in a car crash. Grandmother, María Elena Torres, passed away when Lexi was eighteen. Aria, fifteen at the time, had no other living relatives. Lexi didn’t ask anyone for help. She just took on everything.

Lucky Shelby walks in next and makes a beeline for me, her face stricken as she flies towards me before pulling me into a hug, shocking the heck out of me. “Oh my God, Lexi, I heard. You need to leave! It's all over the halls. The Knights picked you to be their pet. I'm so sorry, I didn't know! I didn't know anything until this morning-” she rushes out and pauses a second to catch her breath, and I feel so bad for her, I told up my hand to stop her apology.