****Keira's POV****I decided to have a talk with Elena about Greg, and so I pulled her with me to my room. “How did he know where we lived?” Elena refused to meet my eyes. I guess I didn't have to go deep to know exactly why Greg happened to be in our house. “For goddess sake, Elena, I believed I told you no one must know where I live.”“I know, I know, but Keira, how long do you plan to live like this? I mean, I know you wanted to be alone but come on, Greg is in love with you, don't tell me you have no idea?”“W…what? In love with me? Greg, for goddess’s sake, I don't have feelings for him. You should have asked me about my feelings first.”“I'm so sorry. It's just that he got to find out about your birthday through your file just when I was about submitting your details to boss Jake.”“Shit! What do you want me to do now, Elena? Give me a solution to this, will you?”“That's not an issue to stress your head for.” Elena said. “Are you serious? Tell me what to do then.”“Well sin

*****Keira's POV****I kept gaping in the hall which I was taken to. This place is much too big to be called a hotel. In Fact, I have no idea, it was dark, and so I couldn't see the scenery properly. Just in case it was a hotel, I've never seen or heard of such a hotel, named, “The Raven's Pack hotel” the name of the pack sounds very familiar. But I never knew they named a hotel after it. Could it be that they have a connection with the Alpha? Well, they are quite popular, so I wouldn't be surprised. But then, why can't I recall where I had heard the name of this pack. I guess I will have to do more research when I get home. That wasn't the only thing which was baffling. I have at least come across four men, and damn it when I say they were all fucking handsome. I wish I knew who they were and if they were workers in the hotel. They dressed so nicely, so I could hardly tell if they were workers. The hall was breathtaking as well. The chandeliers looked so shiny and sparkling wine a

***Keira's POV********After much thinking, I decided to face the brothers and tell them what I think about their whole proposal. “Have you made up your mind yet, pretty?” Damson asked. I sucked a good amount of air into my lungs before replying to them. “Yes. Matter of fact, I've made up my mind, but then, I have my conditions,” I said with all determination. “Okay, let's hear it.”“I agree with this, even though it's the most bizarre thing I've ever heard, but then, I'm not sure if I can do it with all of you, I-”“We know exactly where you are driving at, and trust us when we say we've thought about the entire thing,” Damson said. “Keira, we've also decided, and that is, we will let you be with Drake firstly, we are sure you are more familiar with him, even though you mistook us to be him since we all look very much alike.”“What, you mean I am not going to…you know…" I trailed off, not wanting to complete my statement. “For now, it's not like we don't want to have our fair

*****Keira's POV****Shit! I'm so done for, why did I do that? Drake must think I'm too loose for his liking. Why did I even ask why he stopped? It wasn't like I wanted to really have my way with him or something. “I… I'm so sorry, I never meant to-”“Hey, what are you apologizing for?” Drake asked, cutting me off. “I'm the one at fault here, not you. This is your birthday, and even if we wanted to do it, I think there are better ways we could go about it.” “Huh?” I blurted out, confused. I don't think I understand what he is trying to say. “I know I must have gotten you confused. What I'm trying to say is that, we could try, using the…sex toys. I mean, it's our first, and we might both need that to lighten the mood and make it easier for us,” Drake explained. “Oh,” I muttered. This just got worse. He must not have liked me. He must have been trying to act like it was okay kissing me and all that, but the truth was he hated it. I should have known this would be the outcome. I ne

***Keira's POV****Being alone had never been so difficult until that night after my encounter with Drake. I don't know what happened, but I found myself thinking about Drake more often. I spent more time doing my work just to clear my head from thinking about him, but that was terribly complicated. I couldn't go a day or night without thinking about him. The memories of the kiss we shared lingers in my head, and I have to be honest with myself that I'm dying to get kissed all over again. I was unable to count how many times I had stopped myself from reaching out to him. I was slowly becoming obsessed, and that alone scared me to death. This isn't what I wanted, but ever since my birthday, my feelings for him automatically grew. I stared at my computer blankly, the urge to go Instagram to see what he was up to was killing me, but at the same time, I didn't want to. He wasn't just in my head but in my heart and soul. Everything I do has him in it. I'm scared to death about my feeli