ALICE
I was surprised to see Rian step out of the SUV-looking vehicle. I assumed he would be the type to have the driver come to the door or wait in his vehicle until I arrived, not that he would have driven himself and was currently on his way up to get me.
Ted was fiddling with my hair to swoop its length over one shoulder and the girls were smoothing down their own outfits as they nervously tried to find somewhere to stand.
I have to keep my head tonight. Amara will be looking for any opportunity to get close to him, but this wasn’t the type of situation to just let loose in, and besides that, not only was he a client but I had no clue WHAT he was yet.
Ted opened the door before he had a chance to knock, and his mask of indifference only lifted for a brief se
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ALICE “What happened?” I answered Westley’s call the second I was back in the lobby and out of earshot. “Whoa,” he chuckled, “I didn’t realize someone had to be dead to get your attention.” “Who the f-” “No one is dead,” he sighed, “Nix said you were coming home soon…” “I don’t have time-” “How long do you think ‘soon’ applies to, exactly?” He sighed and let out a heavy breath as I tried to get a read on why the baby of the family was even calling me if shit hasn’t gone seriously sideways. “We ALL miss you, Alice, I needed to hear your voice tonight, I needed to know you were ok, but I guess your life there doesn’t leave any time for giving your flesh and blood a second thought huh
ALICE For two days Rian watched me closely, but respected every boundary of a work relationship, while Ted and I walked through the house and his options with him. At times I was envious of how easy he made ignoring our bond look. He was calm and collected, while it took everything in me to not let Amara’s rumbles rip through my glamour. She was smitten with him but it was a dangerous balance, full of choices, that I wasn’t sure I could make. We picked out paint colours and talked over the colour scheme for accents but I should have known by the dress that he would lean towards blues and golds. Occasionally he would surprise me with pops of red and brown, but overall he wanted a strong clean-cut vibe that bordered between minimalist and modern farmhouse. By the end of the day on Friday, it was extremely hard
LINDEN Marcy's screams echoed around our room as I pushed into her harder and harder. “Look at me,” I growled and her big blue eyes stared up at me, her cheeks flushed as she bit down on her lip right before she threw her head back and let go, creaming all over me as I slowly slid my length in and out of her until her orgasm finished. “More…” she whimpered and her wish was my command. I flipped her over, smacking down on her ass as I slid back into her. She cried out as I slapped my body against hers, holding her hips so tightly that she was bound to have bruises for the rest of the week, and right as she reached her next orgasm my dick swelled, twitching before I spilt into her. We collapsed on the bed and I rolled to my side, dragging her with me so that I was
LINDEN When Alice let go of Westley and turned around there was a heat to the air that suggested Onyx was out instead, and as I circled around his black eyes confirmed it. Onyx wasn’t like Ace or Amara, there was never any verbal communication and he could be unpredictably aggressive. For the most part, Nixon kept him under control but when it came to his possessive streak over me and Alice, we learned to placate him. Alice stood there and waited, knowing that Onyx needed control back as he gripped her chin roughly while he inspected her for injuries before drawing the back of her neck towards him and pressing his forehead to hers. I don’t know how it started because we were too young to remember when it did, but this was one thing that he was extra possessive over and I almost learnt that the hard way
LINDEN Alice slowly made the walk between us, half shoving me out of the way to get to Marcy. She wrapped her up in a tight hug, slightly twirling her around before putting her down and holding her at an arm's length. “How do you get more and more beautiful every time I come here?” Alice kissed her forehead. “Stop,” Marcy blushed, “it’s you who always looks better. What do you have in Berkton, a fountain of youth?” “And a steady supply of alcohol,” she winked and they both laughed together like they spent their whole lives around each other. While Marcy may not be a wolf, having my mark has opened her up to some things from our world, and it appears that having the love of her Alpha is one of those things. The way her whole face lit up at Alice’s compliments, th
LINDEN The morning air was also so crisp and relaxing that it was hard not to notice when Alice was around. The thick texture her scent brought was like a warning and a blanket of safety all at once. She slipped her hands around my waist, pressing her cheek into my back and giving me a gentle squeeze before I turned in her arms and cradled her head against my chest. Her jet black hair was always pin-straight, and as it flowed in the breeze it never escaped me how at peace she was like this. “I do miss this,” she whispered, “miss you all,” her jaw tensed and she swallowed roughly, “please don’t make it harder than it needs to be to leave tomorrow.” “If it’s hard to leave, that has nothing to do with my actions.”
NIXON Every word Alice delivered to us sent little jolts of pain through me knowing how right she is, but how can I choose between what they want? I can’t. “Hey,” I flashed, pressing my forehead to hers, “we can’t have an eruption within twenty-four hours, little volcano.” No one wanted an actual Alice eruption, last time she almost killed someone and it took mom deep-diving while my dad's all held her down to knock her out of it. Her eyes darted up to mine, searching the depths within them for a way out of her pain. I could give this to her, her eyes on mine, a way to connect with us on this level without the fear of Linden deep diving, although I know she learned how to block that a few years ago. “I can’t,” she half-choked on her words, reaching for Lin
NIXON "Goddess, are you dying or something?" Linden snarked as he rolled his eyes and sat on the grass. "Or something," Terran looked between us, "look, abilities are hard to manage when you're emotional. Sometimes they don't work, other times they do too much damage, or cloud your judgment. Nixon has died and rebirthed, if he dies you both know he's coming back to you," he hesitated, "but what happens when it's Alice, Linden, another sibling or someone you care about?" "What the hell Terran?" Alice half shrieked at him, checking to make sure I had Onyx locked up. "Maybe WE should have this conversation," she pointed between her, Linden, and Terran, "and we can have it with Nixon later," she was whispering but it came out more like a hiss. "No," he stood his gro