Hiya guys. I am aware a lot of people are waiting on new chapters for this book, and wanted to give you an update as to why there has not been one in a week + I ended up working all of the weekend before last, on the Saturday eve/ Sunday morning I was in an incident that has left me with broken ribs, concussion and perforated eardrum. Along with many bruises. I am struggling to sit on the computer. The light seems to irritate my head and make me throw up. I have tried writing on my phone but am having the same issue there. I will be back this week. I am just recovering slowly. The antibiotics for my eardrum are knocking me sideways and throwing up with a broken rib is painful! So please be patient with me! I am gutted and miss writing and all your comments and sleeping and resting isn't my forte. So I am going slightly crazy. I will be back asap this week. I feel like the last 4 months have been non-stop health/family issues! I get it's frustrating for you guys! I am sorry! Pipp
~ Matteo ~ Lifting my eyes to meet Wyatt's my lips thinned wondering what his definition of 'not a threat' was, because what I was watching right now was certainly an indicator that he was most definitely a threat, and not just to me but the fucking population of wolves, humans and anything fucking else. I had never seen a living creature relish bloodshed like he seemed to. "So they are dead?" I asked my brows furrowing. The twins shifted to come stand beside me watching the video with what I classed as a disturbing interest. "The old codger, yes." Wyatt replied as he pushed a loose hair from Emmy's face, her sideward smile irritating me more than the violence on the video. but not half as much as the satisfaction washing over Wyatt's face. "Nice Dress. You working here now?" He asked Emmy, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. "Asshole." she laughed, crossing her arms over her breasts while rolling her pretty eyes. "I told you that dress made you look like a whore." I muttered an
~ Emmy ~ "Right now?" I questioned, knowing my face was saying exactly what my mouth was not. "As if now is the time." I snorted, shaking my head in disbelief; something I could see was shared with those around me."It's important!" Matteo replied dismissing me with a wave of his hand. "So is bringing Sammy home." I yapped rolling my eyes and turning to Wyatt, my eyes levelling on him, not saying anything. "Well to some I guess." I added with an attitude I knew was grinding on him."Emmy." Matteo sighed, his eyes softening as he looked at me. "You do not understand this world yet." He tried to explain, but this wasn't about his world or mine, it was about priorities!"No, but I do understand that your friend, your... Beta?" I asked, looking at Wyatt who nodded. "Is hurt and waiting for his Alpha and those he spends HIS time protecting to come and return the damn favour." I seethed, my eyes harsher than I wanted them to be. I could not fathom this man's logic right now. Why was he so
~ Matteo ~"So what are these threats you speak of then?" I asked no one in particular, trying desperately to keep my tone level and hide the irritation from my voice. But honestly, I wasn't sure how I felt knowing that the pack had been under threat.. Or rather threats, and no one had told me, more so my Beta hadn't. I recalled him mentioning border issues and teething issues within the pack but that was about it."But were you really listening?" Blazed chimed in. "Yes! I am the damn Alpha! I should have been kept informed. Who did Samuel think he was? To handle issues without me, making decisions for my pack and their safety."The pack is right, you have hardly been around." Blaze contributed annoying me further as he watched Emmy walk off, I knew I had fucked up there, but with everything else going on I couldn't handle her questioning me too. She was heard strongly and I did like that in private but in public in front of my pack she would have to learn to hold her tongue if this
~ Emmy ~"Does Matteo know we are here?" I asked as we walked down a corridor. "This place stinks of piss and rotten food." I whispered to Rae."It's flesh, not food." Wyatt chimed in ignoring my actual question about Matteo. "And it complements the hideous wallpaper. Don't you think?" "I guess." I snorted covering my mouth and nose with my hand. "Why does it smell of Rotten flesh?" I asked knowing I would not like the answer before a chuckle left Wyatt's shady lips. "Because peeling someone's skin off is a good way to get them to talk. And peeling the skin off the one they love... while making them watch, is also a good motivator." He added as if he was talking about the damn weather in Spain. "How do you not find him alarming?" Rae groaned, feeling my stomach clench.Good question. I knew the feelings I felt brewing for him were unnatural, wrong and most likely going to land me in a huge pile of shit, but I couldn't help them, any more than I could help taking my next breath. "
~ Wyatt ~"You're cute when you're angry, do you know that?" I asked as I hugged Emmy's slender frame to my chest. Her luscious scent filled my nostrils and wafted straight down to my semi-hard cock. Fuck this girl was gonna be the death of me. Not that I cared, sounded like a good way to die if you asked me.“Angry?” She snapped pouting like the princess she was. “I am beyond angry. Matteo is going to be livid. Not only have I gone against his command but I have come here alone with you. We both know how he feels about you.” My lips curled into a smirk as I arched a brow at her. “Threatened?” I remarked with a grin. Not like I was lying.“Not what I meant.” She grunted the sound making my grin widen into a beaming smile. Fuck what I would do to have her as mine and mine alone.“You know I can read your thoughts right?” I asked. Pausing her by squeezing her a little tighter and tapping her lip with my finger. “And as such I know that THIS was exactly what you wanted. You wanted to st
~ Matteo ~“What do you mean she is gone?” I roared as I watched Gwen pull up the club CCTV while turning the screen towards me. Rolling my lip between my teeth to stop myself from exploding and destroying the fucking monitor I was now staring at. “I mean she is…”“So help me if you say gone. I am going to ram my fist up your…”“Oo Kinky.” Gwen cut me off, “You know I like it a little rough.” She teased. Maybe had my mood not been murderous, I might of rewarded her smart mouth with a smile. But right now she would be lucky to leave this room without some sort of broken bone."So touchy." Gwen laughed, I didn't condone hitting women, not even in my pack training classes but when the only thing of importance to you had been taken. You found yourself a little on edge… and your morals a little questionable.“I told you not to let her leave with Gwen.” Blaze groaned. Closing my eyes I begged the moon goddess to give me strength, because between these two fuckers I was going to end the day
~ Emmy ~Having grown up amongst Gypsies you could guarantee there was always a fight or disagreement of some sort. One family was usually angry with another over something trivial. So once the beer flowed and mouths loosened you knew there would be some kind of punch up and blood would undoubtedly be spilled. I had seen many noses fixed, multiple joints forced back into place and bones mended with whatever tools were available at the time. Blood gore and violence although not something I liked was definitely not foreign to me. However, as Wyatt flicked the light on I had to fight the urge to empty my stomach all over the floor of the dank and disgusting room we found ourselves in.“Sammy.” I whispered my heart fighting to keep up with the panic I felt exploding in my chest. The whole one side of his face had been burnt off, leaving his eyes red raw and swollen. “My god.” I uttered, from the handiwork he bore, it had not been done by a professional torturer. But one sick and twisted