AdoraMy heart was racing as I hurried forward. It was useless to try to hold onto Nolan because he was stronger than granite. I gave him a punch, grabbed his arm, did everything I could think of, but it was not getting through.I yelled at him while I positioned myself between them, with my arms outstretched to create a barrier. I didn't like that Damien was bleeding."And who is this pig?" I grabbed Nolan's hand and heard Damien's girlfriend yell. Because Nolan was distracted, Damien jabbed his finger in Nolan's face."Please, Nolan, stop this," I begged him while Damien's girlfriend glared at me. The tightness in her face made her skin stretch into a snarl, and I feared that her face might burst open if she didn't stop looking at me like that.Blood trickled from the cut on Damien's brow, and I felt concerned for him. His hands balled into fists as he glared at me."You sent your brother to beat me up, didn't you?" he snapped."I haven't even started with you," Nolan threatened. "I

AdoraA strong silence, the type that felt as if someone had died, descended upon the house. Mom dropped down on the single sofa, slumping rather than sitting straight, and stared at me with concern and pain in her eyes.Grandma kept berating Damien and his mother, blaming herself for welcoming them. Dad walked with stiff dignity, piercing the room and forcing a laugh.I wish he would just stop. I sighed dejectedly, my hands trembling, feeling a sensation of emptiness. I wasn't expecting to see Damien in my house, and I wondered what must have gone down with his mother and his girlfriend. Perhaps the girl went crying to Damien's mother.His mother looked so good for her age, and it was either that she had very good genes or she had gone under the knife. But I could bet it was the second option because her face was lifted, and she was talking through her nose.The woman looked jocular and vain, and I shuddered, wondering how my bond with Damien was going to end.This wasn't looking goo

Adora The week whizzed by, and on Saturday evening, I arrived at the mansion of the Alpha, and a wave of fear pierced my heart.We parked our car next to a white Rolls Royce which obviously didn't belong to the Alpha. The gardens were overgrown and in need of maintenance, and tall trees surrounded the house. I knew her dad had sent Morgana away because her car was missing.We entered through the front door, which creaked open. From the foyer, rooms led off in all directions. Precious memories of the Creek Keeper's pack were preserved in the historic and exquisite pack house."He's in the meeting room," the housekeeper announced, and we headed upstairs. We were greeted by Alpha Carter. Upon seeing Damien and his mother, my heart could not remain still."Welcome, Marion, Kathreena, and Adora," the Alpha announced with a pleasant tone.The silence in the room was tense. My mother sat next to me, her icy fingers encircling mine in a show of support, while my dad opted to sit on the other

I groaned, "I doubt that," as I grabbed my laptop bag and exited the vehicle. We moved in the direction of the club's entrance, where two bouncers were stationed with metal detectors on their bodies. They let us in, but not before seizing my gun.There was a lot of noise and dim lighting in the club; I could hear people talking and glasses clinking. Smoke, alcohol, and perfume filled the air.This was the hideout for poker, where men would come to gamble on most nights. They could be heavily pierced and tattooed, scarred assassins, or spoilt brats looking for excitement.We headed to the bar where a waitress dressed in fishnets, attended to us. Jaques whistled. He'd been married to Abby for over three decades, and I hadn't bothered to ask if they were fated. In my case, I might have gotten a brief release by sticking my thing inside the waitress, but I had already found my mate and had no intention of betraying her, even though it did not look like we would be getting intimate for a l

Adora I woke up exhausted and drained of pretending that everything was fine. I missed when I was just a normal girl with a normal life. This secret was tearing me apart and was about to make me an outcast in the pack.Thor was the most dangerous and irresistible creature I had ever met. His frequent visits were beginning to affect me and were making me feel things that I had never felt before, things that scared me and thrilled me at the same time. I hated myself for betraying myself, my family, my pack. I was acting like a weak horny fool who was incapable of resisting him. I hated myself for wanting him, for needing him. Turning on the faucet, I splashed some cold water on my face and looked at myself in the mirror. A pale face stared back at me. A face who had lost herself in a forbidden love match. Sighing, I started brushing my teeth and letting the memory of the last time Thor came to my window infiltrate my senses. It was just last night, but it felt like a lifetime ag