He has a nice laughter. Deep and manly, even though his appearance is more like a boy. I wondered at his age, and decided to find out. “How old are you?”“Didn't anyone ever tell you that it is rude to ask a man his age?” His brown eyes twinkled at me letting me know that he was joking. I joked back. “I believe that is my line.”“Does that mean that I won't be getting a number in return if I tell you mine?” He arched a thick brow at me. I smirked at him. “I am not that old to be hiding my age.”“Seventeen.”“What! You look older.”“Auch,” he hand clutched his chest as he feigned being in pain. “I meant that as a compliment,” I tried to defend myself in a high pitch note, at the same time laughing at his exaggeration. I laughed harder when one of his brow climbed higher than the other and he said. “In what planet does telling someone that he looks older than his age sound like a compliment?”His tone was playfully sarcastic.“In the planet of young men. Most boys take it as a complim
The kitchen was beautiful, a coat in white, with a round kitchen island boosting of the same pristine sparkling white colors on the walls, high round stools around the island, and an L- shaped kitchenette, with over hanging cabinets filled to brim with anything you desire to eat. The glassy drop down windows allowed a marvelous view into the forest and streams of daylight that bathed the entire space in bright light. Dustin's sandwich tasted so good that I moaned when I had a taste. The crunchy way he fried the egg blended well with the soft cheese and bread. He was watching me like a hawk as I took a taste, and then exhaled loudly when he saw the look of enjoyment on my face. "Good?" He smiled knowingly as he asked this. My mouth was full, because I just had to have more bites, so I nodded. "So good," I gurgled out when the bolus in my mouth lessened, and then took another bite. "I am glad you like it." Dustin sounded so pleased with himself. He made his way to the tall fridge by t
I haven't been allowed up and about since my arrival in this pack, so I have had minimal contact with the members of the pack, except for the ruling house, the good doctors and some servants who brought me thing. So I haven't met this ex he keeps mentioning, but from the way he talks about her it looks like she really did a number on him. A joke to lighten him up seemed like the appropriate response. Sad expression doesn't look good on him. I like him all confident and full of zeal, not the insecure him, doubting himself. "I wasn't asking for a relationship," I teased, wearing a smug smirk, and a cheeky grin in my eyes. I expected him to laugh at my words, and then brighten up, thereby breaking the moody ice. The ice was broken alright, but it gave birth to something primal that my thighs clenching together. The look in his eyes darkened, the smolder deepening as he walked slowly in my direction. He looked like a predator on a prowl. My throat grew dry as my eyes followed his slow p
Wo! My jaw dropped as we walked into the red carpeted lobby. It was the perfect house extracted from the movies. The chandeliers looked like they were made from real gold, and everything around me glittered even the walls. "Come. I believe everyone will be in the dinning room," Dustin started off in that direction, but I didn't immediately follow. I had believed the dinner was just his family alone. I know in most packs they had communal dinner, but it was rare in our packs, as my parents wanted time alone with each other and me. It is easy to get lost as to what is important when you have a lot of people to focus on."Everyone?"Dustin stopped to look back. "Yeah. My parents, brother, and some members of the pack who dropped by to eat with us. Someone is always dropping by." I gagged when he mentioned his brother. So not looking forward to facing his ass, though it will be fun to see his face when I walk in with Dustin. And the only thing that stopped me from looking forward to it w
His words sent shivers down my spine and definitely not the good kind. I didn't need to look at him to know that his expression matched the coldness I heard in his voice. They say the best treatment to an evil person is silence. That is what I did. I ignored the devil spawn beside me and focused on the treat that was the food on the table. It was a real buffet. Every dish was represented. Appetizer, main dish, and desert. The carrot cake was looking mightily tasty. I wondered what my host will think if I started with desert. Cake is definitely my thing, and I wouldn't mind having it all the time. The buffet wasn't just on the Alph's table, but on every table in the room. I wondered if this is how they eat every damn night, or is there a special occasion that I didn't know about. I wished Dustin was seating beside me. I got questions, and I sure as hell not asking Satan here beside me. Who is also doing an amazing job of ignoring my existence. Something he went extra length to make su
The tension brought on by the heated exchanged between father and son lingered for few more minutes after ass left, and then it dissipated like smoke and things went back to normal. I would like to say his presence was missed but who am I kidding. His absence made my food travel down well, and I was able to relax. So did everyone at the table. Conservation started to flow smoothly again. I even found myself joining in here and there when they brought up something I have an idea about. The meal was approaching an end when Dustin spoke up again. Directing his words towards his father. "Father," he got his attention. The Alpha looked at him with question in his eyes. Dustin hesitated to speak. He looked as if struggling to spit out his words. I felt him look at me and returned his regard. The look in his eyes made me aware what he was about to say, and it caused nervous butterflies to erupt in my stomach. Will the Alpha and the Luna accept for me to stay with them? I was terrified to kn
The luna was right. I might be up and about on my feet, but that doesn't mean that I have recovered full strength. Still despite my weakened state I wanted to fight. The guilt inside was eating me alive. This is my fault, and fighting along side them will go a long way vindicating my guilt. I opened my mouth to argue when Dustin spoke. "Please Fallon, listen to my mother. We can handle the rogues." His brown eyes were pleading with me to listen, and he looked a little worried as if scared of something happening to me. Seeing his expression I didn't have the heart to be stubborn about this, so I sat down back while Dustin and his father made their way to the door, but not before the Alpha kissed his wife goodbye. Their tender exchange made my eyes wet as memories of my parents bombarded my mind. I prayed in my mind that what befell my pack isn't about to befall this pack. I don't know how long my worried eyes lingered on the door after Dustin and the Alpha left before the Luna's voi
A groan left helplessly from my lips at being disturbed. Right now all I craved was some peace and quiet, and not having to deal with any shit. Unless...The thought of this interruption being news about Dustin had me flying up from the bed and looking towards the door with hopeful expression on my face that immediately dashed to the ground like a shattering glass of water when I saw who was leaning against the door. His tall lean frame was poised against the door diagonally, and as usual he had this unreadable expression on his gorgeous face that is so unrevealing. I hated that I couldn't tell why he was here, but knowing him it can't be good. "I see you are happy to see me," he said in cool voice, lifting his body off the door frame and inviting himself further into the room. I should have put a do not disturb sign out on the door. How did he even know I was in the next room to his. Of all rooms, and having seen the size of this place, I am sure there is a lot, the luna had to put