IsobelleI hummed along to the song that was playing on the radio as Mason drove me into town. We were almost late, thanks to the boys playing “rock paper scissors” to decide who would drive me there. Mason won, much to the boys’ dismay. It meant he got to spend some quality alone time with me down at the harbor. He parked and spent fifteen minutes kissing and cuddling me before it was time for me to meet up with Chloe and Peter at the coffee shop.“I better get going,” I said, pressing my lips to his one last time."One more for luck," he pleaded."Have fun," Mason urged, stealing another cheeky kiss."I will," I acknowledged, feeling extra lucky."Text us when you need us to pick you up," he instructed. “We have plenty of errands to run, so one of us will be around to swing by and meet you.”“Okay, will do,” I responded, exiting the car.I smoothed out my maxi dress, closed the door, and waved goodbye through the passenger side window. My heart fluttered in my chest as he drove away
IsobelleI raised my brows as I nodded, surprised by that. “Oh, I just assumed he was a friend of yours. And yeah, I’m starting to think you’re right about Alec juggling several balls at once. I think he is using me to get the humans off his back.”Chloe gave an ambivalent shrug. “Peter seems nice enough. I’m sure he’s genuine. Lincoln just gets a little weary when it comes to outsiders. And to be honest, I can see his point. Nothing good can come from humans knowing about shifters. Peter doesn’t know about them, so be careful what you say in front of him. I take it that you’ve been given the low down on the hunter situation?”I nodded, feeling a chill trace my spine with its icy tongue.“Yeah, I was shown some of their handiwork,” I revealed, shuddering with disgust. “Chloe grimaced. “God, I wish we could figure out a way to stop them from getting into the state. It scares me to think that my children could hurt themselves in one of their traps, or that my husband will get killed in
IsobelleMy stomach fluttered with excitement. “I need to find a cash machine first.” Sue me, I wanted to take a sly glance at the balance before I risked purchasing an outfit. I needed to know what kind of budget I had to work with. It wasn’t like I was going on a mad shopping spree, but I still had to know my limitations. Nobody ever gave away magical debit cards with an unlimited credit limit. This was the real world, not some fantasy billionaire CEO romance novel. I followed Chloe out into the busy parade of shops to find the nearest cash point. I shoved the debit card into the card slot and typed the pin into the keypad, hoping that I memorized the numbers correctly. Lucky for me, I had. Then as I saw the account balance, I had to blink my eyes several times and peer closer to the screen.Wow! That is a lot of zeros.My forefinger pressed the button to eject the card. I didn’t need to take out more cash. I already had some in my wallet. Not only that, but I was also shocked at ho
AlexJust as I thought, my brothers were all stunned into silence the moment they laid eyes on our mate. She looked breathtaking in her glamorous red dress, and I couldn’t wait until the night ended so that we could all take turns in worshiping her sexy body.Lucas let out a low whistle that brought a blush to Isobelle’s cheeks.“You are beautiful,” Mason exclaimed, taking her by the hand so he could bring it to his lips to kiss.“The most stunning woman on the planet,” Grayson added.A middle-aged couple walked into the restaurant before us and grimaced in our direction. Luckily for them, Izzy was too wrapped up in us to notice them. My family had been putting up with these bigoted assholes for decades. People either respected our lifestyle or they didn't. Our mother had been reduced to tears, alienated, treated like a whore, and heckled in the street. When we were young, kids used to run inside their houses whenever they saw us playing outside. Their parents shunned our parents at t
Isobelle"Brr, it's cold outside." I shuddered, rubbing my arms for warmth.The buzz from the two glasses of champagne I had at dinner had started to wear off. I put on a brave face in front of the boys, pretending not to have heard all the insensitive whispering, when in fact, I picked up every word that was spoken. Not all of it was bad. Some of it was reassuring.Grayson was the first to remove his suit jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders. I snuggled into it, loving how his woodsy scent infused the material. Chloe, Lincoln, Danna, and her ranger husband, Josh, met us outside the Vortex club. Josh was a blonde version of Lincoln, big and bulky, but with less facial hair. They dressed more for comfort, donning stonewashed jeans, boots, and plaid shirts. The girls stood out from their husbands. Danna opted for a glitzy blue two-piece skirt and strappy top, and silver heels. Chloe looked stunning in a pink halter-neck mini dress, and white patent open-toe pumps.The queue to get
IsobelleThe mid-morning sun stung my eyes as I cracked them open.Ouch, my head.The light dazzled me. My feet throbbed from dancing in heels all night, and it felt like someone had taken a jackhammer to my skull. I smacked my parched lips together to revitalize my withered tongue, but it was no use. I needed water. My stomach gurgled like an active volcano and my breath smelled as if I had brushed my teeth with dog shit.I'm never drinking ever again.I had no recollection of getting home last night. One glance beneath the sheets confirmed we were all naked. The warm, musky odor of bodily fluids wafted up and offended my nostrils, confirming my suspicions. We'd had sex. Although, I couldn't remember the details. My memory was hazy, the room was spinning, and I just wanted to hang my head out of the window and breathe in some fresh air. It had been such a long time since I vomited and suffered from a hangover. The last time was during freshers' week. A mass of tangled limbs stood bet
IsobelleLucas flipped me over so that he pressed my back against the table and positioned my ass at the edge. He spread my legs apart as Grayson pulled my robe open, leaving me bare and vulnerable. Grayson moved the mug onto the kitchen counter out of the way. He turned his attention to me and devoured my breasts. His mouth was all over them, nipping and sucking my nipples into stiff peaks. Lucas pressed kisses along my inner thighs, my legs quaking with anticipation of all the pleasures that were yet to come. As his journey reached its destination, his hot breath gusting warmth against my mound. Lucas's relaxed tongue delved between my lower lips, lapping slowly, and humming his approval as if this was the best thing he had ever tasted.“She tastes amazing, doesn't she?” Grayson spoke in a sexy husk.Lucas was too busy feasting to muster words, replying with, “Mm.”“I still can't believe you're real,” Grayson mumbled, trailing kisses across my jaw, then claimed my mouth.The kiss wa
IsobelleAnother day passed, and I still had mentioned nothing to my parents. I avoided social media altogether, partly so I didn’t have to reply to any messages. At one point, I considered updating my relationship status to ‘It’s complicated’ just to wriggle out of divulging all the details. My daily phone calls were brief, making awkward small talk about the weather. When my mother asked me if I had made any progress with the research project, I froze, unsure of what to say on the spot. This was more than a little white lie; it felt deceitful, withholding a huge part of my life from my family. The guilt consumed me like an ugly parasite, feeding off every insecurity that resurfaced. People would judge me. Nobody would understand. I wasn't ashamed of the Bennett brothers, so why was I keeping them stashed away like they were a dirty little secret? It wasn’t fair to them. Throwing caution to the wind, I grabbed my phone from off the arm of the sofa and began typing out a text message.