There are some holders mounted to the walls, candles burning and flickering, throwing long shadows over the tiled floor. I stepped forward and let the tips of my fingers dip into the water, not just lukewarm but hot and perfect considering that I was drenched. My body constantly felt cold and clammy due to the unpredictable weather outside.
Staring at the mirror, I took a few more breaths before running a hand through my damp hair. This place bought back a lot of memories; they were beautiful but haunting. I often met with Martha outside this place, not wanting to spoil her business with my presence. Even though the kind woman insisted there’s no such thing. I was aware of the mentality in the pack, their evil eyes and whispers behind my back.
A tired sigh escaped my lip
It was a miracle that I somehow managed to make it back home in one piece. Reeds interest paired with that intense atmosphere around was not a good idea. By the time I rushed out of there, I was still having trouble taking deep breaths, my heartbeat fast and erratic, hands trembling with suppressed nervous energy.What would happen if he finds out, though? I suppressed all the memories in a box, locked it tight and threw the key somewhere. Will the deal fall through? Does that mean the end of our business relationship? I sunk my teeth on the bottom lip, toes curling in the sandals. Ignoring those thoughts, I tried to muster a smile and step through the door.Upon entering, I frowned at the dark lighting in the room. Turning on the nearest switch, I noticed that my parent's room was already closed. My eyes went to the clock,
/Reeds POV/The room felt warm but not entirely comfortable, an underlying buzz in my stomach. It's humid enough for the fabric of my shirt to stick too close to the skin, for palms to become too slick with sweat. I could feel the chair dig in the meat of my thighs, eyes focused on a bundle of folders.Despite trying, Jade was unsuccessful in figuring out the actual killer, so I took matters into my hand. There is no way I will let my father's murderer roam free in our pack. For that, I began tracking the payments listed in the record books, knowing that my father personally wrote them. So far, nothing stood out to me.The floor creaked under Rowan's ever-shifting weight, whining under the pressure of his footsteps. He started mumbling about rain and something along the lines of being stuck, which I tuned out.
I watched as the Alpha took a step back as if he's been scalded. A bitter feeling formed in the pit of my belly, teeth-gritting together. So Reed was repulsed by touching me now? Why do I always let these Alphas see me at my worst? I thought to myself.Somehow I upheld my chin, trying to fight through the migraine, feeling the familiar shoots of pain at my temples and the crown of my head. There was this intense urge to weep suddenly, frustrated and confused as to why he had to witness me like this.Damon's words from earlier stung. More than that, it's overthinking that added to the stress of the last few days. My omega couldn't handle it anymore and went into a drop. If not for Reed calming be down, it would have lasted for hours, maybe days depending on the intensity. 
The twins were leaning against the car door, looking extraordinary, as if they put some effort into dressing up. My eyes trailed between, that impish twist to their mouths almost identical, meanwhile I was forced to focus on keeping even breathing.The breeze was pulling at their hair, and Rowan was gently tucking it into place every so often while Reed gave up. Their skin looked as warmly tanned as ever, and they were just as infuriatingly attractive as on any other day.Do not show them you are affected. I harshly reminded while crossing my arms together, pinning them with a glare. “You do realise that there’s no way I a
“Meet your family?” I echoed the question, throat going dry at their request. For a long second, I kept on hoping they would burst out in laughter, call it off as a joke. It did not happen. “Are you serious?”Alpha Reed made a face, wiping the corner of his mouth with a napkin before setting it to his left side. “Why would we joke about these things? Besides, we have already met your family and talked to them. It’s only fair you reciprocate the action.”Reed’s words kept ringing in my ears, but I could not focus, vision getting blurry. The thought of stepping into the packhouse with the sole intention of meeting Luna and the rest to those people. A shudder racked through my body, especially as I thought back to their treatment towards me.&nbs
I was feeling down the next day. In the back of my mind, I knew it meant I was at that point in the cycle where my heat was due in a week or so. My face turned red the more I thought about it. The night with Alphas in such proximity certainly didn't help my cycle.My wolf was more on edge today and likely will for the following days. The upcoming hectic schedule involving campaign for our book fair meeting the twin's family, it made my stomach swoop. Hopefully, everything will be alright.I was needier, colder, and found myself distracted in my head more than I could admit.The night before was something else. I have no words to describe the time spent with Rowan and Reed. For a second, I completely forgot that we had been apart for five years. That's dangerous t
I took a trembling breath as I held his gaze, lifting my steady hands to reach for his shoulder. The fabric underneath my palm was soft, luxe, almost slippery, and probably Italian. My gaze flickered between his eyes and his lips, urging him to make a decision I could not."Look at me, Erin."I did. Because a single touch seemed to undo my will, and this was not how it's ever been, not how it's supposed to be."Moons!" Rowan cursed under his breath, a barely-there whisper that sent a wave of heat up my spine nonetheless. "Could I," The Alpha breathed and stopped, the unspoken question lingering between us.I nodded, almost imperceptibly, but he caught it with ease, the air coming out short.&nb
/Reed's POV/"Take this." The sound of the letter hitting the desk almost broke me out of my thoughts. I stared as my father leaned back in his chair, lines marring his face. He looked older than his age, purple hues under his eyes and shoulders drooping.My brother was quick to tug at the folded envelope, pulling out a single piece of paper. His eyes widened as he read it over, mouth parting in a low gasp."Dad...this is...""What is it?" I asked, peering over his shoulder when he handed me the paper. Gripping at the edges, I roamed my eyes around, mouth forming in a thin line.