They were all watching me as if I knew the answers to the deepest questions in life. I stood there, fidgeting with my fingers, racking my brain as to what to say. “I don’t think this decision should be placed in the hands of an omega, it’s quite disrespectful,” Robert Elder broke the silence. Damn, even when he was begging for his life, he still had a big mouth. But honestly, that was true. I appreciated Zach wanting me to be a part of this but this was certainly not my place. “He’s right,” I agreed. “I have no right or business making such a heavy decision. Or even influencing it in any way,” I confessed, my voice small. Zach nodded, pleased with my answer. He then turned towards the Elders and gestured for them to stand up. “I have been forgiven for worse, of course, I can forgive you three.” He shrugged. The Elders stood to their feet, extending their gratitude. But I had a feeling that this was not over. And I was proven right when Zach continued, “I can forgive you, but that
As Zach’s unexpected invitation echoed in the air, my mind raced with a mixture of surprise and intrigue. Clubbing? It was not something I had ever imagined doing in my life, let alone with the Alpha of the pack!And remembering the intense events of the day, maybe we needed it. Maybe. But there was an undeniable excitement tingling in the pit of my stomach at the thought of experiencing something new, something outside my comfort zone. “Clubbing?” I echoed, unable to hide the curiosity in my voice. Zach grinned, a mischievous glint dancing in his eyes. “That is right, Rue. A little celebration is in order, don’t you think?” He wiggled his eyebrows a bit. I hesitated, uncertainty flickering in my gaze. Clubbing was not exactly my scene, and the thought of navigating crowded dance floors and blaring music made me feel slightly conscious of it all. But then again, when was the last time I had let loose and embraced the thrill of the unknown? When? I had never even done so, my life b
As we found our way through the pulsating crowd, I could not help but feel a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins. Zach led the way with an easy grace, effortlessly weaving through the people as though he owned the place. His presence commanded attention, drawing curious glances and whispers from the crowd around us. Cassie and Beta Mark followed closely behind, their confidence and charisma adding to the aura of prestige that surrounded our group. I could not help but feel a sense of pride of pride as I walked alongside them, reveling in the attention and admiration directed our way. As we reached another part of the club, a bouncer who was standing in the way stepped away and allowed us to pass. It was certainly the VIP section. Everything looked way more better and expensive. And all the people on this side of the club looked very bougie and important. The music was loud and I could feel each beat in my chest. We reached a table that a waiter escorted us to. He had ke
I wanted to disappear. I wanted to turn around and just run out of the room. But I knew that I only had one chance at getting this right and that the lives of my loved ones would certainly be at risk if I did not go through with this plan. Feeling sick to my stomach because I felt in every way that I was cheating on Chris, I took a step away from the CEO. He seemed to see it as a game and grabbed me by my arm hard, pulling me close to him. As soon as I felt his boner, I instinctively pushed him away. And I did so a bit aggressively. He was not far from the bed so he fell to the bed, a confused look crossing his face. “What are you doing? Why did you push me?” He sounded cocky. “Might I remind you, I am the one in charge, not you. I’m the one that is paying a hefty amount here.” I had to get myself together. I nodded and apologized, “I’m sorry, my love. I…I just like it kind of rough, you know?” I winked at him as I walked close to him in a very seductive way. I had to get and sta
My heart was pounding and for a second, I did not know what to say. But then the words just flew out of my mouth on their own. “I’m done, your boss is asleep and I need to leave so I can get ready for tonight.” “Oh, you would be back?” He asked, not breaking eye contact with me. “Yes, I would be.” I proceeded to walk past him. But did not just walk away because I knew that I was still having a conversation with him. “That’s interesting,” He chuckled the words out. “Mr. Carrignton never sleeps with the same girl twice.” He looked at his colleagues and they all laughed. “Unless…” The other one said, wiggling his eyebrows. “You know…” He licked his lips. All of them started to laugh once more and I just wanted to get the heck out of there. I did not want to be there in any way. I forced a chuckle. “Alright, boys. I best be on my way.” I sighed internally. “Okay, keep doing what you do,” The head guy said, and they all laughed once more as I walked away. The farther I walked, the b
My blood ran cold at Jojo’s question, her words hanging heavy in the air like a dark cloud. I felt a knot form in the pit of my stomach, a sickening wave of nausea washing over me at the mere thought. “I…” I did not know what to say. It was not like I had much of a choice. It was either I do that or Fallon would have had my parents harmed, or worse, killed. “You will get used to it,” She replied, giggling as she adjusted herself in the car seat, proceeding to stare out the window, a look of contentment on her face. Get used to it? I did not want to get used to it! I was now a murderer. I had now been sucked into a life that could have only been a nightmare or movie. Thinking of it all now, maybe all of this would have never happened if I had just sat my butt in the mansion, not trying to find something to do in America. But again, my brother still would have found out about the fact that Mitch had been cheating on him. And that was that. “I don’t want to get used to it,” I mumbl
Chris looked at me, concern etched on his face. “Linda, you can tell us. We’re here to help you,” He said gently, his hand reaching out to grasp mine. I glanced at him, feeling a mix of gratitude and fear. If I told them the truth, everything would change. But if I lied, I would have to live with the guilt and the constant fear of being discovered. I think the latter would have to do. Because there was no way that I was going to confess in front of the police. Imagine what Fallon would do to me. “I…I left because I needed some time alone,” I finally managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper. “I didn’t want to worry anyone.” “Seriously?” Chris obviously was not buying it. “You were running and jumped into a car! Or van, I don’t know.” “Yeah, that does not make too much sense,” Jen added, folding her arms on her chest. “But if that is what you’re going with, then sure thing.” She flashed me a smile. My husband forced a smile and nodded before saying, “Thank you, Officer Jen.
Chris’s grip tightened on my arm, his eyes flashing with frustration, concern, and annoyance. “I need to know what’s going on, Linda. You can’t keep shutting me out like this.” I struggled against his hold, but he was strong. He was holding me tight enough so I could not get away, but not too tight that I would be in physical pain. “Chris, I have nothing to tell. Deal with that, won’t you?” I raised my voice a bit, still trying to get free. “Lies, lies, and even more lies. You ran out of here as if your life depended on it. I saw it all on the security footage, Linda. Why won’t you just tell me the truth? I’m your husband.” I chewed on his words in my mind for a few seconds. But honestly, not telling him would be for his own good. He would be safer that way. My parents would be safer that way. I would be safer that way. So there was no way I would explain what I had done to him, maybe except if Fallon gave me permission, which I highly doubted would ever happen. I shook my head s