Share
24
~Alaya
There's no real way to describe how much fear washed over me at that moment.
He doesn't seem at all angry, which is the surprising part. In fact, he only looks amused, which is probably directed at the look on my face right now. I'm mortified. In reality, I'm just wondering how he figured out I was in his room on the first place.
"I don't understand," I say carefully, although I most definitely do, and he knows that. For now, I'll feign innocence in hope my brain will be able to come up with some excuse to why I was in there.
Sinful raises an eyebrow, clearly catching on to the ruse I'm trying to pull. Evidently, he's not falling for it.
Related chapters
Asher 25
~AlayaI take a step toward the door."Nope."I turn back around to the comforts of my room. This has been an ongoing process for the past twenty minutes. Not once have I managed to convince myself to step out of this room and face whatever the morning has in store for me. Both Asher and Sinful's eyes are ones I don't want to look into today.I'm mortified. Painfully, blatantly mortified. So much so, I've contemplated crawling back into my bed to spend the rest of the day wallowing in my own self pity.How could I kiss him? How could I let Asher see?Taking a deep breath, I mutter, "get it together Alaya, you have a job to do."This time my hand
Asher 26
~AlayaNot only is the forest we walk into dark, but it's cold. Ice cold.Asher walks in front of me, no part of his gait suggesting he is worried about what he just did. He killed someone. No, he killed one of Sinful's workers.There is no direct path Asher follows. He just walks blindly into the darkness, that swallows us whole. The crunch of our footsteps on fallen leaves is the only sound I can hear, the entire place drenched with an eerie feel. How Asher can even see in this darkness is beyond me, as it gets to the point where I have to fist the back of his jacket in my hand as he blindly leads me forward."Care to explain?" I question breathlessly. His strides are much longer than mine, and the more I walk, the more I struggle to keep up. Soon, his s
Asher 27
~AlayaI'm not really sure how I should react to this strangers statement. He knows me?If he hadn't spoken, I would have assumed he was an Alpha of some Pack I have never come across. He has the stature of one; the looks. Yet when I look at him, I see something dark and sinister, something that I can't begin to explain. When I look into those brilliant blue eyes, I see a hint of a look of 'you have no idea what my secret is.'Reminds me of Asher."I'm sorry, but how do you know me, exactly?" I ask warily. A brief shudder of terrors tremors through my body. What if he knows about the entire plan Asher and I have fabricated? If so, then we are done for."Oh, sorry...I'm a friend of Sinful's," he explains, and I feel comfortable enough the exhale the tense air I was holding in. "He mentioned you to me. He's very fond of you."
Asher 28
~AlayaI woke as if I had been sleeping for twelve hours sleep. Refreshed and content.My body has silken sheets draped over it, as I lay comfortably in bed. As my eyes flutter open, I notice absolutely nothing familiar about the room. Then everything comes back to me like a slap in the face.My last memories lay in the eyes of Cyprian, the stranger. He had convinced me he knew Sinful, which may still be true, since apparently they are both as sinister as each other. He kidnapped me. He wrapped his hands around my neck. He had given me a look that should be reserved for some of most wicked people on this earth.Now I'm here, in a fully furnished room that is nicer than my one back home. It's even nicer than my one back in Sinful's territory. And that's say
Asher 29
~AlayaThe feeling of being knocked out by sleep is all too prevalent as I wake. In my my aching head. In my drowsy, lagging eyelids. Did I get hit by a truck?Memories from last night juggle between reality and dreamland. As I force my body into sitting position, the silky sheets slipping down to my hips, I attempt to decipher the unfamiliar language that is what happened last night. Whenever I attempt to brush away at the cloud that shrouds it, I'm only consumed in it once again.My available memories lead me to a point of being latched in the glacial eyes of Shanae. She had drugged me. The orange juice that has left a bitter taste on the back of my tongue is evidence to that.Now it's an unfathomable time of the day, and I've missed who knows what.
Asher 30
~Alaya"Drink?"My gaze stalks after Sinful, careful of every move he makes. I'm waiting for him to bring that knife out again so I have a reason to flee from him. I simply sit in a chair in front of him, my back pin straight, my knee folded over my thigh."I'm fine," I murmur. He doesn't get one for himself, either."I'm sorry you had to witness that, today," he says gently, his tone like silken honey, however, every hint of it reminds me of the state of Cyprian when the immortal was done with him. "But it was necessary."Somehow I doubt that. I may only know Cyprian for his kidnapping and trickery, but Sinful's threats meant something else. For talking to me? For touching me? The thought of it has made me sick to my stomach ever sinc
Asher 31
~Alaya Blissful softness welcomed me into consciousness.Blearily, I open my eyes, slightly blinded by the gentle morning light beckoned in by the undrawn curtains. The room I'm in is only slightly familiar, until my eyes land on the classic piano to the side of the space. I suddenly know exactly where I am.Sinful's room.Everything comes back to me in a wave, drenching me in a variety of emotions. My memories from last night involved Sinful, and Sinful only. I remember his eyes, so hazel and beautiful, and his touch. Especially his touch. And after everything that happened, almost every inch of my body is left with a blissful ache. But it's missing something. He's not my mate...
Asher 32
~AlayaMy emotions are all over the place, as I follow Sinful down the hallway.What if I don't really want to get my memories back like this? What if Shanae said something to me that will completely change my life, or that is a complete lie? All these questions fight to find place in my mind. No, I need to find out what happened that night, that was so important for her to take my memories away with that stupid drink.Sinful doesn't give any information away, as he motions for me to sit down. We are in his quarters again, safely away from a brooding Asher, who is doing who knows what right now."Are you sure you want this memory back?" He asks, misty grey eyes slightly wary.
Latest chapter
