Lauren Rutherford Novels & Stories

He shook his head slowly, looking at Kian with a mix of pity and amusement. "Ends? Oh, my poor, deluded boy... It hasn't even truly begun yet," Rutherford said, his eyes shifting from Kian to lock intensely onto Elara, sending a shiver of revulsion down her spine. "And now that I finally have you both right here, standing before me... together with the one person you love more than life itself... I promise you, Kian... this night will be the longest, most painful, and last night of both of your lives."

This time, Rupert's words made him silent and he stared more at Alice, he could admit, that the young lady was beautiful and she would make a good mate, her laughter, genuine smile, and friendliness were something every wolf would want to be greeted by every morning from his mate. But something was off, her laughter was different, she had been taking the wine made for the wolf, and now the thought of how she was going to react when the wolf wine started working in her system, I guess Lauren will have to see how troublesome human females are than that of a she-wolf. As the guys watched Lauren pull her out, Rupert smiled. "Aren't they adorable?" Rupert comment. "They are a perfect couple." "Th

I'm sorry Lauren, I'm just on edge right now, leave I'll be down in a minute", Laureffaine tried to be more polite, realizing she scared her friend. Lauren nodded and looked down as she left the room, leaving Laureffaine to feel awful. She threw her clothes off as she jumped into the shower. She was just going to find something to eat, then go train some wolves. After all, that was the only thing she was good at. As she enjoyed the feeling of the cold water on her skin, she reminisced how her life was totally different from the one she lived months ago. Then, Xavier was the center of her world. She didn't care about being his mistress, all because she didn't care about being a homewrecker.

Not the one she plasters on her to fool others, but the one that comes right from her heart. “Why are you staring at me?” asked Rachel. “You're beautiful,” I said, the first thing that came to mind while looking at her. “Yeah, and you're just a fool,” She replied, laughing out loud. “Stop buttering me up, and watch the screen.” I turned my head to the screen of the television, groaning out loud. “What so interesting about a bunch of people sucking their faces in a setup lone island,” Rachel turned her face, weirdly eyeing me. “First it is not sucking face kissing. Second, I'm bored. That's why I'm watching a bunch of rubbish on the television.”

Selena grew into a bright, observant child with Diana’s eyes and Henry’s quiet intensity. Henry fulfilled his duties. He provided. He attended school performances when possible. He corrected her gently when she misbehaved. But the warmth Diana once hoped would blossom never fully took root. Then Lauren returned. She appeared first at a corporate charity event connected to the Golding foundation. Composed. Educated. Refined. She had graduated from college and deliberately applied as teacher in Selena’s school just to keep close and fulfil the mission she started seven years ago. It began subtly. She offered tutoring services to elite families within the foundation’s network. Her qualification

I forced a smile. “Something like that.” “You'll probably have to wait. Miss Olivia just left his office not too long ago.” My grip tightened around the file. Of course she did. The woman didn't notice the shift in my expression. “Honestly, I don't know how Mr. Laurent manages it. The amount of beautiful women constantly coming in and out of this floor should be illegal.” A strange numbness settled inside my chest. At that moment, I wasn't even his wife, just another woman outside his office.

I roll off of her onto my back and she cuddles up to my side. "You'll never guess who called this morning," I say, wrapping my arm around her and pulling her close. "Who?" "Cousin Rachel," I answer. "She has an internship at a local sports therapist and is going to be staying here for the next three months." "Here? Meaning in town?" Lauren asks. "Here, meaning here... with me," I respond. "In the spare bedroom." "What? What about us?" Lauren leans up to look me in the eye. Is she jealous of Rachel? That's ridiculous.

She has been cleaning me up for years, and I don't trust anyone else. Dr. Lauren is my only light in the darkness. With her blonde hair and grey eyes, she is possibly the only good person here who I can count on to help me when it comes to healing, since no other pack member will lift a finger to help me. While she cleans my cuts and gives me medication, she tells me about how I remind her of her young daughter. Her daughter was killed in a rogue attack a few years after she was born. Her mate killed himself in suicide a few months after it, and she has been alone ever since. Alpha Derek found her alone and brought her to the pack, not out of sympathy, but because he barely had any doctors t

"I don't know what I ever saw in him." Lauren made her way back to the bed and lay down. She was mentally exhausted from battling the fear that had spread throughout her body when she saw Clint at the diner, and physically from being jostled around in the back of the truck. For a long while, her thoughts kept her awake. Should she even bother getting a job around here? Would he keep coming after her? Maybe she should mail his stupid computer back to him so he'd leave her alone, or she could meet him in a crowd somewhere with lots of witnesses so he'd just take the damn thing without hurting her. She had to make him promise never to look for her again.