Sebastian Klein Natalie Quinn Book Novels & Stories

She could not tell if Sebastian was simply trying to sell her out to Dean. "Let me think about it! You should think about how you want to kill him. I will believe it if you have a detailed plan," she said. "Natalie, you are the one who needs my help, so this isn't a negotiation. You have three days at most, and if you don't make up your mind by then, this deal is off," Sebastian said, before hanging up. Natalie stared ahead dazedly, feeling lost. She had moved out of her aunt's friend's house and to a more remote area. He happened to have an abandoned hut in the mountain, so she paid a large sum of money to her aunt's friend to gain access to the hut.

Of course, she wasn't a fool to not know what he had from her. Taking her silence as a yes, Sebastian maintained eye contact with her while he slowly traveled his hand under her skirt. He knew that his prize awaits him underneath but for him to enjoy it, he also needs to control Quinn because he knew that she would vigorously react once he touched her there. Slowly but surely, his fingers touched the rim of her pantis but that was enough to make Quinn stiffen. Damn, Sebastian sighed. His journey ahead wasn't going to be easy and the reaction Quinn had just displayed said it all.

Then you knew-it wasn't a coincidence. Was something hidden in her nail polish? Sebastian gave a curt nod, his voice cool. "Appreciate the offer." But he didn't touch the glass. No matter how hard Ethan or his crew hyped up the so-called secret recipe of that mead-talking taste, how smooth it went down-Sebastian didn't budge. I could practically smell the frustration thick in the air. Is this guy's willpower made of stone? Ethan finally seemed to get the hint. Natalie threw in a few tries to chat with Sebastian, but it was like tossing stones into a frozen lake. Zero splash, zero reaction. The conversation at the table iced over real quick.

It was better to sit there with Sebastian. When Sebastian went out to answer the phone, Sabrina felt extremely uncomfortable. In that gigantic room, everyone’s gazes fell on Sabrina. Alex had a smile on his face and Martin looked calm. Kelvin looked over at Alex curiously, wanting some news from Alex. In the last few years, Kelvin had mostly been in the south-western part of the country and seldom interacted with Sebastian, so he did not know of the situation. However, even he knew that Sebastian’s fiance was from the Lynn family, named Selene.

In my version, he found out about Eleanor’s plan, and pretended to work with the witch so he could get close to her. In the end, Quinn had to kill Eleanor to save Sebastian and our pack from certain death at the vengeful witch’s hands. It wasn’t the perfect story, and while everyone knew it was bullshit, everyone simply chose to believe it. In a hundred years, the truth would be lost to history, but Sebastian unselfish heroic deed would live on through the ages. Quinn spent most of her days with Gretchen. She learned quickly, and by the time the snow started to melt, the witch declared that she had taught my mate everything she could and departed.

“With Sebastian.” I blinked, sure I had heard her wrong. “What are you talking about?” I asked, my voice flat. She leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table. “It’s simple, really. You spend one night with me, Sebastian, and I keep your little secret. No one has to know you’re not married.” Natalie stood up so fast her chair scraped against the floor. “Are you insane?” she said, her voice rising. “That’s not happening.”

Tears glistened over my eyes while my chest heaved heavily, taking in huge gulps of air through my bloody lips. “What is wrong with you?” I demanded, wiping my lips. “What is wrong with me? I should be asking what is wrong with you? Did I not tell you that your kindness could kill you one day. You knew Quinn was luring you away to kill you, yet you followed her! What would have happened if she managed to finish you off in that enchanted piece of land, hmm?” Sebastian’s sanity was hanging by a thread. Suddenly, all anger turned into defeat and his eyes turned suspiciously shiny. “Do you realize I would have died of heartbreak if anything happened to you? And what about our kids, did you not t

I climbed into the passenger seat and complained, "How would I know? He only cared about eating from the start. Once he was full, he disappeared." "Hey, don't slander me like that," Sebastian protested from the back seat. "I was following your lead and nudging them into exposing themselves. I just went to the bathroom because I had to pee, and you caught me at the worst time." Quincy reached back and smacked him on the head, pushing him back down. "You startled her." "Yeah, yeah. She's a delicate little princess," Sebastian muttered, pouting. "I'm docking half your pay this month," Quincy said flatly.

Kathrine grabbed a quilt and some twine, tossing them at me with a tart: "Put something on! I'm getting cold just looking at you!" "Fine," I did what I could to dress. The tea Kathrine had given me had allowed me to think a little clearer. Not that I was mad! Not like how those traitorous little bitches portrayed me. "I've come to ask you to shelter us for the time being. The plan is still on." "Narcissa, I've grown tired of your games! I know Sebastian has reneged on his proposal. What? What's with that look? You are not the only one with spies."