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Bad For A Weekend Alpha 13–A life for a life
Emerson POV, The room felt warmer, and brighter as the scent of the incense wafts to me, the incense smells minty at the corner of the room. My chest tightens, each breath a struggle as the weight of my surrounding puzzle me.This is not the pack house and the smell is not familiar except the mint sitting on the counter like a cactus with a burnt smell unpleasant to my nose. "Oh my! She is awake, the room is kept warm, for her safety." the flickering light of the lamp helped a bit in the situation, it brought me sight, the only sight I could suffice through with the shadow, and it eases my anxiety. I could hear a man whisper to the tall familiar figure outside, The minute on, I was convinced there was something about this room, even with my in-depth sense of smell I perceived nothing outside this wall. Amplifying the anxiety, the broad man stood outside the door guarding it I sensed, by his haunches spread and his shoulder broad his statute magnifies the tension that coils in my s
Bad For A Weekend Alpha 14-My water is yours
Emerson POV, Alpha Loworth reaches out and grabs the edge of my lounge chair. In one swift movement and with very minimal effort, he drags my chair closer to him until it bumps his. My whole body stiffens. He’s so close now, I can feel the warmth of his breath cutting through the cold air. If I were to look at him, his face would be mere inches from mine. I refuse to look at him because he would probably kiss me and I know absolutely nothing about this guy, other than a couple of naked truths– enough to twist my stomach.But that doesn’t weigh on my conscience at all when he rests a heavy hand on my stomach. “How far would you go, Emerson?” His voice is decadent, smooth. It travels straight to my toes. “I don’t know,” I whisper. His fingers begin to crawl toward the hem of my shirt. He begins to slowly inch it upward until a slither of my stomach is showing, my throat is dry, fisting my hand by my side yet I'm powerless. Desirable chills shoot through my back feeling the warmth fr
Bad For A Weekend Alpha 15-Panty sniffer
Alpha Loworth POV,It's barely an hour since I left the pack house, yet my thoughts have a scrupulous way of dragging their feet back to Emerson. "Are you sure you don't want to go through the invite to know who sent it?" George asks, I shake my head and move my body forward in the chair outside the suite.I roam around for a few minutes and set my gaze on the wall. George stares at me inquisitively."Smith-" I grumble, stop halfway. "I have to be alone for a bit. Don't worry I will be back as soon as I settle my thoughts." He nods in understanding. He walks towards the car and ignites the engine, I watch as he drives away before I turn to glance at the invitation. This is likely the fourth time in glancing down at this shit in my hand.I jammed it to the wall. "She fucking doesn't trust me!"Well I saved her, I rejected her, trust? It never bothered me so far I have my two closest friends and beta around me. "Too much of a hurdle, George feels uncomfortable coming back," Monaco say
Bad For A Weekend Alpha 16-Determine your worth
Loworth POV, "You and I are going to have a very long conversation, Loworth." His words hang in the air as he drops the bottle and shifts back resting his head behind his seat.The desire to hear what he has to say doesn't subside but lingers. An unwelcome companion of ghosts follows me."Smith thought he would leave some souvenirs his way." He says carelessly. Like all this is shit to him.My hand fist by my side, suppressing the feeling at that moment."Snitching up on me?""No, it's business, Loworth. Even Your worst enemy can be your best alliance when it comes to business, " Smith offered and I couldn't resist."I let out between gritted teeth. "So you're telling me, you're loyal to Smith now?"Initially, this suit had felt like my sanctuary. It served as my office the moment I entered it. It is a realm of calculated designs. With each tap on the seat. But today the space feels different, the room is thick with tension a cock tails of focus and anticipation with a tint of laxity
Bad For A Weekend Alpha 17–Set the ball rolling
Emerson POV, His words hang heavy in the air. I stare at his colossal back inside the black button-down shirt he wore, there is nothing I can say. When I walked up to him in the living room, I was not able to look him straight in his eyes. My reasons to have a moment with him.I have been caught and the threats emanating from his voice were unspoken, abundantly clear there will be consequences and they dare not be in my favour.But I can't help it, I have to get out of here before he makes further arrangements to Las Vegas. I blink then move my eyes forward slowly moving away from the wall to follow him.He whirls around to face me and arches a questioning brow. He lifts a shoulder in half shrug. "A test to determine your worth."Once the word catches me, I'm chewing on my bottom lips like I'm trying to blink back a potential cringe. He glances at me and sees me looking away."You stupid fuck face, I owe you my life that is enough," I mutter between gritted teeth, almost a whisper
Bad For A Weekend Alpha 18- Even if it involves bloodshed
Loworth POV, It was already after seven before I could get home. Domenico called an hour ago and I could sense the willingness in his tone. The yard separation was a success, but he insisted Monaco stay at the hospital overnight to make sure there aren’t complications with his mate, he trusts me less but a snitch like him will have his tongue roasted by Smith if he finds out. He's Domenico, sledging his way. I walk in through the door to my quiet apartment. I change into my quiet pyjamas when I hear a sound coming from downstairs in a whisper. Emerson.She was talking to someone on the cell phone, her gaze darting around like some fucking owl. Wendy. It slipped through her mouth before she realized, I bet I was shocked when she asked the time then she lowered her voice telling the person on the call about her request earlier.I had been growing suspicious, way before she even led me inside to ask for her freedom to be going out. Digging up and making inquiries from Domenico about her
Bad For A Weekend Alpha 19- Under my wings
Emerson POV,I hit a wall today. I'm burnt out from the long journey. I keep glancing at the top of the stairs because I have a perfect view of it from the couch. But Alpha Loworth. I haven't seen much of him after his interrogation which left me questioning myself. I reassured myself Smith is a far better man. I look up and find Monaco standing with his stripes on his leg, he looks exhausted. From what? I don't know.In his left hand, he brings a shopping bag and hands it to me, I don't want to talk about Alpha Loworth so I changed the topic. "What is inside the bag?"He narrows his eyes and tilts his head. "It's for you. Loworth insists you change into that."I collect it from the table and stand up my fist clenches and unclenches. Monaco doesn't buy the idea of all of this, he spins around quickly before I even turn to look at him.Not sure of how to get out of this predicament, I could have gotten defensive and accused something I didn't like, dancing to his tone at the same even
Bad For A Weekend Alpha 20- Ease your thirst
Emerson POV, I turn to face him, my face digging into his chest. His cologne wafts to me, so plush, dark and masculine. My knight in shining armour. I haven't seen him since yesterday, but his popping up made my heart flush. I stare at Smith, exuding a different form of confidence.A fleeting smile appears across his mouth and disappears just as quickly as if he remembered what happened, his lips turn up. "I'm sure there aren't many you'd risk this moment for, Emerson is catchy and I want her the more now that you have showed up, old friend."Loworth refuses to return his smile, he swats his hand away from me. "Don't you dare touch her?" He commands.“You look terrible," I say because he doesn’t look terrible. Loworth never does, and he knows it.Loworth heads for the counter lined with pastries, bottles of water, coffee carafe and small chops, perfect for a birthday.He grabs a water and squeezes it open then heads to his seat opposite from me.Smith disappeared into the crowd bef
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