A week off work was quite relaxing! I got to rest, recuperate, sleep in and have baths and naps whenever I felt it warranted.
My depo appointment was boring. Just the usual. Bend over and get a needle.
Thursday evening I went to the local salon and had my waxing done. Legs, underarms and pubic area.
Being hair free makes me feel sexy, I have no idea why.
The guys had left me alone to rest and recover for the entire week. I felt lonely for the first time in ages. I have no female friends as I got hurt so much by bitching and lies when I was a teenager, so I took comfort in men and their weapons between their legs.
Once I was out of school, women saw me as a threat, thinking I'd steal their boyfriends or whatnot because of my reputation. That's not who I am. I always made sure my sexual partners were single first!!
Now, Saturday night, I am sat in front of the television with a large pepperoni pizza, popcorn, a bottle of diet coke and X Factor on.
"Get him off!" I shout out at the TV, throwing a handful of popcorn at the screen.
I admit, I get slightly violent at annoying situations and pathetic singers. X Factor is my secret passion, but I get so riled up when idiotic, tone deaf losers seem to think they can sing in tune!
"Oh seriously, do you really think you have a good voice? Get. Off. The. Stage." I groan at an idiotic, camp looking male who's singing Live While We're Young by One Direction, while popping his hip dramatically and screeching at the top of his oversized lungs. "I hope you realise you sound like a baboon on steroids?!"
I hear deep booming laughter behind me, and dart my head to the sound of the voice, only to be greeted with a harsh punch in the face.
I taste blood in my mouth, and I look up dazed into glittering green eyes. Who the hell is this man??
"Oh, hello sweetheart, I'm here to take you back to my master. He wants you. Time to go, baby." The guy states, as if it's the most obvious thing in the world.
My jaw drops, I shake my head furiously and my heartbeat increases a million times a minute.
"I am not going anywhere with you!" I screech, staring to get angry alongside my wolf.
The guy laughs again. "Oh, you tell the funniest jokes!" His poker face returns. "Oh, you will be coming with me whore... or I'll make you."
My wolf growls inside my head. 'Like seriously are we! That idiot is only human. We could take him!'
I smirk, acknowledging this vital little piece of information, and stand from my space on the sofa. "Try and make me."
His face falls. "You think you can beat me? You're nothing but a weak little girl. I can, and will, make you. Just you watch." He threatens, making me laugh.
I feel my eyes darken, and the guy's face falls, his eyes widen in shock, my wolf starts to take over, wanting that idiot dead.
"Try me." I hiss.
Swallowing his fear, I watch as his stance changes, the fool stalks towards me, emulating power and dominance, but for the first time it doesn't have any effect on me.
This man is not my master, or my mate, and I have control.
I change my stance, readying myself to fight. Feeling cocky, I raise my hand, palm up, and beckon him foreword.
I had plenty of fight training in my teens as part of pack protection. "I'm ready."
Pulling his arm back, he squeezes his large hand into a fist, swinging it foreword in hope of punching me. Little does he know, I have restraint training and I grab his wrist, flip over his back and snap his arm with a loud crack, making him scream in pain and fury.
"You whore!" He screams, clutching his damaged arm. "You're gonna pay!"
I smirk, crossing my arms in defiance. "I can handle anything you bring at me Mr GreenEyes!"
That only angers him more. "I don't think so. Even with a broken arm, I'm one of the strongest men in our team!"
I know this tactic. He's trying to distract me from the task at hand, so he can defeat me. "Oh? What team?" I ask sarcastically.
Smirking, thinking he's managed it, he continues. "We are a Dom company. We collect dominants and train them, and find them submissive souls to use and abuse. We know what you do, and one of our clients wants you, and only you."
I sigh. I've dealt with this many times before. Just because of Dean and his rank in the social and financial world, people find out what he does and who he's with, and try to use it against him.
I've been pursued a few times now, and as you can see, it hasn't worked!
"You really think that's gonna work on me? I have a Dom, and I won't be swapping to Doms who aren't as experienced as I'd like. My Dom knows how to treat me, and I like it! You can either give up and tell your 'client' I'm taken, or you can fight me and lose. Most likely, end up dead." I explain, my hands placed on my hips in defiance.
Mr GreenEyes smirks, and stalks again, his broken arm placed gingerly on his chest. Does he really think he has a chance? I'm a frickin' wolf!!
I'll let him make his move before I kill him.
I decide I need to inform my mate, who is also the pack Alpha of what is happening, so quickly open my mind.
'Holden!!' I screech in my head.
I feel a jump of shock inside the walls of my brain.
'Yes! I have an intruder. Human, but he's threatening to kidnap me. I don't want to, but I'm going to either injure or kill him.'
I don't hear anything else. Does Holden care about me? Rude!!
I don't have time to ponder as the idiot in my flat reaches me, attempting to grab my throat with his able hand. I roll my eyes, humouring him, waiting for him to give up.
I'm a shifter wolf, so normal human strength doesn't come close to mine. The pressure he's putting on my neck just feels like something slightly poking me.
I roll my eyes, bored.
Mr GreenEyes gets impatient and huffs, letting go.
I cross my arms again and sigh while shaking my head. "Well, that was exciting. Can you give up and go now?"
He grits his teeth audibly, and pulls out a pair of handcuffs from his back pocket. I roll my eyes. "If they're normal handcuffs, I'll be able to break out of them in a matter of seconds. You had better give up now and save yourself an early grave."
Just then, as the incredibly dumb human tries to handcuff me with his one capable hand, my front door crashes down to the floor with a bang.
Standing in the door way is...
Holden, Dean, and a few other men that smell like wolves.
All with murderous looks on their faces.
My hands are cuffed behind my back, and I feel bored. Get this over and done with already!!
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Dean roars in anger, stalking toward us, his eyes jet black, his features vibrating in anger.
Mr GreenEyes finally starts to look panicked. His eyes darts around the room, obviously trying to find an escape route.
I pull against the restraints of the metal handcuffs, snapping them clean off my wrists.
I am pissed!
I stalk towards Mr GreenEyes, feeling my wolf slip to the surface.
"You came into MY flat, tried to kidnap and hurt me! Punched me in the face, and threatened me! You are a disgusting, pathetic human and I'm not gonna stop whatever these men decide to do with you. You brought this on yourself!" I stand right in his face. "First, I think I deserve to relieve a little anger out on you!"
I flex my shoulders, and clench my fists, I want him to pay!
In a flash, I strike. Throwing my fist in his nose, stomach, my knee in his groin, and stamp my heel on his foot. He groans, cries and screams in pain before falling on the floor.
I stand over his cringing figure, spit in his face before sneering. "I warned you. You didn't listen. What I did to you is nothing compared to what might happen to you! I don't want to see your face ever again or I promise, you will die."
I kick him once in the ribs, making him groan, before walking out of the room to my bedroom, slamming the door shut with fury.
I curl up on my bed, the anger evaporating, and turning to the overwhelming emotion of fear and worry. Nobody had ever tried to kidnap me before for a Dom, only pursue me with letters, bribes and harassing phone calls.
Tears stream down my face, the adrenaline receding from my veins and I start to shake.
I force the thick duvet over me, covering my entire body in feather down as I try to hide from the world.
I hear grunts and groans and a stifled scream coming from my living room, my tears filling my eyes faster than before.
I can't stand hearing the noises I am right now.
I feel as though I've returned to the frightened, lonely, fragile girl I was in my teen years.
Unable to handle confrontation, fearing the slightest noise ,and staying far well away from people and intimacy.
Hearing my bedroom door click open, I flinch, tightly holding the duvet around my shaking figure.
"Go away. Please?" I whimper. "Just go away!"
"Hey, hey, hey..." It's Dean's soothing voice. "He's gone, baby. Don't worry. You're safe."
I feel him sit on my bed just beside my hands, which are clutching at the duvet.
The tears don't halt, continuously sweeping my face, hot salty rivers down my shaken, cringing face.
I feel someone sit on the other side of my bed. "Hey sweetheart. You're safe. Come out. Please?" It's Holden.
They're both here!
What do I do though?
I can't seem to pull out of my panic, or my cover.
I'm frozen solid.
My body curled in a fetal position, my hands gripping the duvet around me like a cocoon.
"Come on, Lizzie. We both want to see that you're ok, and behind that cover, you're masked. We can't see you." Dean says gently.
What do I do?
Can I unglue myself from the position I'm in?
Can I unglue my mind from the frame it's in?
When you're alone inside your head, and unable to pull yourself out of the funk, you end up going crazy!!So far, I've been alone for a total of 2 weeks and 4 days.I've pushed away Dean and Holden, not letting them near me. I'm not doing anything apart from going to work, acting like a zombie, just about handling my duties and jobs. When I go home, I stay in my room and huddle up in the duvet.I'm just about managing a bunch of grapes or a satsuma a day. I've already lost 9lb!As a wolf, I should be eating a lot more, and as I haven't been keeping up my usual diet, my wolf has gone into hibernation.Like me, really.I don't know why I've turned into this emotionless soul, I just can't get over how a human could get inside my flat without me--a shifter--knowing, and was able to freak me out and scare me like he did.I've dealt with the threats and blackmails from other Doms, but this was one step too far. Making somebody come to my home for
"Try, Dean! Please try!" I whimper.I need him right now.I am burning up beyond anything I have ever felt before, it's as though Dean has brought this on!It only started when he put his arms around me.He caused this!!"Dean! NOW!" I scream, my back arching as the pain spikes furiously.A loud sexual moan emanates from Dean's parted lips, and his self control waivers as he crashes his lips to mine again.All I can feel and think of is him.The way his hands touch me, the way his lips move against mine, his weight on top of me, his musky sweet breath, the feel of shirt and tailored trousers against my over sensitive bare skin.It's like the most intense feeling I have ever had the pleasure of experiencing. I just don't want it to end.Not only the pleasure from Dean's incredible loving, but the feeling of intense love and emotion for this man makes this act of fornication a whole lot more incredible.My lips start to
Back at work, finally out of my funk. I feel more positive. Still confused, but positive.I'm sat there at my desk typing out a letter for my boss, Mr Fray.Mind numbingly boring but it keeps my brain busy.Just as I press print, the office phone rings. I clear my throat and take my professional mode."Good morning, Mr Fray's office. How can I help you?" I speak politely."Lizzie? It's Holden!"I grin, hearing his bright voice."Hiya!! What's up?" I ask."I err... was err... calling to err..." He hesitates, stumbling over his words.It's cute!Adorable.I smile."Just say it, Holden." I murmur gently, trying to encourage him.I hear him down the line taking a deep breath. "I wanted to ask you on a date." He rushes out.I blush at the request."Ask me properly and you might get an answer." I tease.Holden chuckles slightly. "Sorry, I'm just a little nervous.""I was wondering if you'
I was awoken by my phone ringing with a high pitched shrill.I rolled over and grabbed it drowsily."Mmm?" I answer."Lizzie Knight?" A powerful voice questioned down the line."Yeah? Who's this?" I ask, trying to sit up.I hear a chuckle. "Frank Paulson, you left a message about your... predicament?"My eyes widen, and I leap off the bed, bounding around."Hello! Oh, thank you! Thank you for calling back so quickly!" I rush out, begging for answers."Right, Lizzie. I would prefer to discuss this matter in person? Are you free at some point today? From my records, you are located in Nottinghamshire?"God, he's formal!"Yes, yes I am. I live just outside of Newark."Our conversation ends after we decide on a cafe in town at 4pm.I am on edge all day!I have a half day at work today as Mr Fray leaves for a business trip to Vancouver at 11.30am.Just another bonus.I rush off to the bathroom, show
"It's a very unconventional solution though and can end up with the mates fighting for attention."I swallow back bile at the idea of Dean and Holden fighting each other for my attention. I couldn't handle losing either of them. I couldn't imagine it!"Right... so, how would it work? One of my mates is an Alpha? How could I be a Luna if I'm another wolf's mate as well?" I ask with a shaky voice.My heart is pounding out of my chest, I feel beads of sweat trickle down my back, and my heart aches painfully.I am so confused!"It just would. His pack would accept you as Luna because that's your right as his mate.""The only problem I can see presenting itself, is your mates not accepting the situation you're in and making you choose."I shake my head, not wanting to picture the scenario in my fragile mind."I'm still confused. How can Holden AND Dean both be my mates if my wolf hasn't stated Dean is? She feels pleasure and excitement by h
Six long weeks since that fateful night.To my dismay, I am still alive.I haven't seen Dean nor Holden since I gave them the soul destroying news.I go to work, do my job, return home and huddle up on the sofa until I fall into abyss.Sleep is my only friend. It blocks out the pain.Why can't the wolf spirits let me die?Today, it's just another boring day. I arrive at work to start dealing with meetings and clients, making calls and typing up letters like always.I sip on a strong black coffee while typing an email reply, when my stomach churns.Eurgh!I leap up from my seat, sprinting full pelt to the ladies bathroom, throwing myself at the toilet. I vomit violently, so bad that my eyes stream with pain.That's how the rest of the day continues; working and throwing up.I have no idea what's going on.Wolves don't get sick!We have an unusually high immune system, so no human bugs or viruses effect us.<
Last night was wonderful. I finally slept with Soul and oh wow!He wasn't as good as Dean or Holden but it was still intense and he was so soft and romantic.Rose petals all over the bed, candles everywhere and fizzy grape juice--a pregnant craving--with chocolate covered strawberries!It's as though he read my mind, followed my heart and was making up for all the shit I'd been through over the past few months.In the middle of the night, I'd also woken up to fluttery kicks in my stomach!It was the most amazing feeling!I get my first scan next week as my doctor couldn't fit me in for one until then.The idea of seeing my baby for the first time is so exciting and heartwarming.Would it be a girl or boy?Would they be Alpha blood or not? Thus meaning Holden's or Dean's?I couldn't care less either way. They're both my mates and they both rejected me at the same time.I thank the heavens I didn't let them m
I spoke to the postman the other day, and afterwards, Soul beat ten shades of shit out of me.I ended up with a black eye, a bruised cheek, cut lip and multiple bruises across my body.My pregnant belly is now swollen up. My scan informed me that not only one baby was taking up residence in my uterus, but two!Two babies?! I was happy. For me, anyway. Not for them. I have Soul threatening their lives as well as my own.I have to try and do whatever I can to protect them, and give them a chance at life. I could have them and send them to my mates, giving them more of a chance than if they stayed with a weakling and an unfit mother like me.Right now, I'm sat, waiting for my next sonogram. I get to find out the sex of my babies. Finally, sixteen weeks, I can see what I'm having.Soul is sat by my side, reading a book. He won't let me go anywhere alone! I feel so claustrophobic!I want to scream!That reminds me of one of my favou