Sebastian
Taking things slow seemed like the best option, the smartest thing to do, but now, with Aria here in my arms, her scent overwhelming, the feel of her body next to mine electrifying, I can’t seem to get myself to stop.
She tastes so good. The feel of her tongue wrapped around mine as I hold her close. Inside of me, my wolf is awake, calling out to her wolf as the two of them long for one another just as I am pulled to Aria.
My mouth pecks a trail across her jaw as I dip my head to find her neck. I kiss her softly at first, listening to the tiny moans she makes. Then, I begin to suck and lick, sliding closer to her collarbone. My mouth rests in that cradle of space where I will eventually mark her as my mate. Now would be the perfect time to do that, but I don’t. Not
AriaI didn’t intend for this to happen. When I left my room to come to Sebastian’s for our date, I had no idea we would become so entranced by one another that we would end up tangled amidst the covers and sheets on his bed. Yet, here we are, our bodies melding into one another as my head rests on his perfectly sculpted chest, his arm around me. Everything in the world seems perfect even though I am not usually the type of girl who takes this step so soon. I have no doubt that Sebastian is my fated match, so we may as well be together. I am worried about his father, though, and as I lie in his arms, his lips pressed sweetly to the top of my head, I have to wonder what will happen next.“How are you?” he asks me, his voice just a whisper.“Good,” I tell him.
AriaIt seems odd taking a shower in Sebastian’s bathroom, that huge shower that I clean every day, so I don’t. While he is in the bathroom, I get dressed and creep upstairs. Thankfully, I do not run into anyone in the hallway.Mim is still there when I sneak in and close the door behind me though. She squeals, “You little vixen!”I can’t help but smile, though I shush her with a finger pressed to my lips. “It’s not like that,” I tell her, but she is ecstatic and doesn’t know how to keep her voice down.“What was it like?” she asks. “Is he good in bed? I bet he’s good in bed.”“Mim!” I say, walking past her t
Aria Sebatian’s room is clean. There is nothing at all left for me to do. So… I am sitting on his couch, a book in my hand, not open, the TV in front of me off, trying to figure out my life. I know he has said not to worry about his father, but I don’t know how I’m supposed to keep from that. I can just imagine Sebastian sitting in his father’s office, across from the senior Mr. Kurts, telling him that he’s in love with the maid. Mr. Kurts will roll his eyes and tell his son to get himself together. Of course he will. What else can he do? It’s dishonorable to his family for him to even consider wanting to be with someone like me. Yet, Sebastian says that he wants to be with me, that he needs to be with me. He feels the mate pull every bit as much as I do, and it’s not easy to ignore. It’s
Sebastian“What are you doing--exactly, son?” My father is looking at me like I am an insect, his eyes narrowed, his hands folded atop his desk, as he leans in and scrutinizes me. I have been in this position many times before, but it’s been a while. I can remember this look from when I was a child, and I’d done something wrong. No matter how big or how small my indiscretion, my father would always find out, and he would always look at me the same way he is now--like I have disappointed him.In this case, I’m not exactly sure I know what he’s getting at, though, unfortunately, I think I have a guess. He had called me into his office for a meeting about the rogues, one where we discussed how the situation was in the city but I found out nothing of importance to Aria, and then he asked me to
AriaFrustration washes over me as I walk back into the room I share with Mim at the end of my shift and look at my bed. No letter. I growl and walk over, sitting down on the empty comforter and slipping my shoes off.Mim is in the shower. I can hear the water running. I really want to take one myself, but I can wait. I wish I was still in Sebastian’s room, but after he got back from work, he said he had to go out on a run with Dez and the rest of his detail, and he didn’t know when he’d be back. Something was bothering him. It was evident in the way he was talking. I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but I didn’t get the chance. We kissed a little, and then he headed into the bathroom to change, and I left.Now, I’m sitting here, wondering what to do--not about S
SebastianI don’t like being sent away from home. Not right now, anyway. Tomorrow is Aria’s day off, and I was planning on spending it with her. All day with her. Trying to determine how in the world I’m supposed to decide between the woman I love, the woman I know I'm meant to be with, and the pack I know I’m meant to lead. But as the car pulls away from the house, my eyes linger on the windows on the third floor. I can’t see her room from here as it’s on the other side of the house, but I can imagine her standing up there, looking out, watching me leave, wondering why I’m going away.Because I have to….My father has asked me to drive over and pay a visit to the Alpha of a neighboring pack. Alpha Jared Sykes rules the territories on the far si
AriaIt takes some preparation, sneaking out in the middle of the night. Mim is certain that the cameras are not something that I need to be worried about, that Dez has assured her that they are not monitored. I’m not sure I believe her, but I don’t know for sure I’ll be able to completely avoid them. I will do my best. The biggest problem will be carrying clothes. I don’t want to get to the city and have to shift into my human form without them. Mim suggested I put some clothes in a pillowcase and carry that in my mouth. I don’t like the idea of not having my mouth to help me because in a lot of ways, it can serve as a hand when I’m in my wolf form. I can’t think of any other way to handle it, though, so I decide to take her advice, shoving a pair of old jeans, tennis shoes, and a shirt in the pillowcase and setting it outside on the roof fo
AriaIt’s early in the morning, and I’m about to cross police tape that shouts at me not to go in. I should probably be quiet, but I can’t help the cries that are coming out of my mouth as I move toward the door of my parents’ apartment. I am begging the universe, the Moon Goddess, anyone who is listening, for this all to be some sort of sick joke or an awful mistake. My parents can’t possibly be gone!“Mom! Dad!” I shout, ducking under the tape and turning the knob of the apartment door. It doesn’t open. It’s locked. I force it open, but just as I am about to go in, I hear a noise behind me.“Oh, dear! You must be the daughter.”I turn around to find the little old woman who l