Abbie’s POVHunter ignored every bystander as he walked all proud. I felt awkward as they looked at us weirdly. I mean, with him carrying me over his shoulder as if I was a damn potato sack, why wouldn't they look at us like we're a pair of lunatics, right? I had to rest my hands on his hips and back to hold my head up as I felt the blood rush to my head. I gave them awkward smiles as they snickered, smiling at us. "Yes. I know. Your alpha is a weirdo. Don't mind us. We're just... uh, we're just taking a walk." I said, gesturing to them, making some girls giggle as they murmured. "Get her, alpha!" one girl cheered him on, making him walk like a proud maniac."Yeah, mark our Luna, alpha." "Finally!" other girls yelled, making me grunt inwardly. "You guys are... horrible. Why are you cheering this big crazy lug?" I said, making them giggle."Nonsense, my love. They know what we're doing. Right girls? Yes, people. I'm marking our new Luna. Now get... enjoy the party. It's a damn potlu
Abbie's POVI made love to Abbie several times before we finally got too tired and sore. I think my dick is going to fall off. It's barely healing when it gets hard again, making me want nothing else but to claim her again. I'm a man on a mission right now. I said I'd get her pregnant on our first night together, and by all means, I am making Abigail Montero... no, Abigail Black! Pregnant... Tonight! I swear that after tonight, Abbie WILL be caring for my pup. But- after our fourth round, and three hours later, as much as I wanted to stay in bed with Abbie while I kissed her tenderly, there was a party downstairs, and we had to attend. It would be impolite for us to host the party and not attend. But would it? Man, I want to stay here and hold her. She's finally mine. Mine, man, my cardigan girl is mine! "Just shut up and get up asshole. We need to attend. I made you mark her, and now I can talk to my sweet Merida. Now get! Go and mingle with the boys. We need to keep an eye on that
AbbieI looked at Hunter with my eyes wide in shock. Did I hear him right? Bella's mate, Brandon, is THE Rogue King? I have been searching for him and asked far and wide if anyone knew him, and no one ever knew who he was! I mean, as far as I could go, of course. Sadly, I was around humans most of the time and rarely talked to other werewolves besides those in my pack, but STILL! Brandon Watson is The Rogue King! I think I'm going to cry. I am trying to hold back tears and not cry. "Oh my goddess, Merida! It's him, it's really him!" I say, looking at Hunter with my mouth agape. Merida jumps up and down excitedly, making me feel happy."Close your mouth, baby. You might swallow a fly if you don't," Hunter says, kissing the tip of my nose. I blink a few times, looking at him, feeling dumbfounded and making me chuckle.I turn my body to look at him closer, cupping his face and making him look at me. His mouth was squished between my hands, making his lips look more plump. "Uhm, Abs?"
Abbie's POVHunter kissed me, pulling me by my waist and making me straddle him. The big gown was getting in our way, so he pushed it off from both sides by the skirt, making both of my legs become exposed so I could straddle him. Don't worry, though; we are completely alone and have no one to bother us or eavesdrop on us.I smiled, wrapping my arms around his neck, and kissed him passionately. "I should have looked for you more, Abbie. But every time I came close to finding you, it was as if you were running from me. Our little game of cat and mouse chase without us ever being aware." he whispered, holding me by my ribs and nudging his nose softly against mine, making me smile."You know, the first time I found a clue about where you were... you were working at a tiny cafe, Clarissa's, I think?" he says, making my eyes wide in shock. " You only worked three weeks there, then, puff... vanished. You gave me no chance to ever talk to you; by the time I got there, they said you had qui
Abbie's POVI was all smiles as the party continued, talking to old classmates and catching up with everyone. But I couldn't help but realize that Hunter kept a close eye on me.Why was he suddenly all worried? I finally realized when he placed his hand tightly around my waist. He cleared his throat, and I could see from the corner of my eye that he was mind-linking someone as his eyes went dark. I could hear the low growl from the back of his throat. His jaw was tight, and I could feel the tension in his body, making me tilt my head in concern.I noticed he was looking toward the entrance, making me look towards it as well.My eyes went wide; I felt my heart speed up and my blood run cold as I saw my father, Armand, strolling through the door. My stepmother was no longer by his side. There was another woman next to him, short in stature compared to him. He no longer looked like the menace he once portrayed. He looked rather sickly. His body was no longer a tower of muscles but frail
Abbie's POV"Come on, let's dance a little. Maybe it'll help get your mind at ease." Hunter proposed, making me grunt in protest. I see what he's doing. I'm not a dummy. He chuckles, kissing my lips and cupping my cheeks as he judges my nose against his. "Please, baby? Go and have some fun with me." he pleads, giving me his puppy eyes as he pouts. I roll my eyes but chuckle, seeing how cute he's being. He's trying to keep me busy, so I budge, forgetting all about this for now, and I don't ask him any further questions. Slick devil, isn't he? But what can I do? He really is a charming devil. "He better have good answers for me later, Merida. Or he's sleeping on the couch tonight." I say, making Merida chuckle. "Abbie, I hate to tell you, but you know damn well he's not. You're going to be wrapped up under those sheets and banging that sexy god all night. I know you're damn well nowhere near done with that hunk." she says, making me want to burst out in laughter. I grabbed his hand a
Hunter's POVI talked with Brandon as we went out for fresh air. I told him what Abbie had explained to me. To my surprise, he remembers that day vividly. It was one of his first encounters with those rogues, and he remembered how he and Wesley had ripped them apart. He promised to meet with Abbie for a quiet breakfast tomorrow morning. And to make things better, Wesley will be joining us, too. - don't tell Ricky. He's still not fond of the guy. And why would he? Wesley was a menace in his younger years, and he let his mate, Hope, control him. He killed so many innocent men to quench her insatiable desire to monopolize the southern regions. I'm glad he saw how wrong he was. He was one of the main guys who helped bring peace to our lands. I still can't believe what Brandon told me, though. I actually side with Ricky, hating the guy. But I guess Livie was correct; there's still some good in Wesley.After I left Brandon, I was called to someone else table and decided to go chat with th
✨Abbie's POV ✨The rest of the night went by in a flash. I couldn't help but stare at Chloe as she played with Armand, feeding him cookies and watching them smile. If I were a complete stranger, I'd say, ‘Wow, he's such a great dad.’ He was so attentive to his little girl. But I know the real man. Cold-hearted, ruthless, and heedless. He's an alcoholic egomaniac who only looks for his own good. He tried to approach me several times, but Hunter knew I felt uneasy, so he stayed by my side all night. Maybe he was scared of Hunter because I saw him talking to Armand. He looked horrified at whatever Hunter said to him, but I was glad because, after that, he no longer bothered me.I tried my best to enjoy the night, I did... but I just couldn't. When the party finally ended, I happily went back to the room. I removed my shoes, removed the dress, and changed into Hunter's sweats and t-shirt. I am so ready to call it a night. 'I'm done. I really am. I'm going to go to sleep and forget this