I ignored the laughter and found my way into the seat at the table he had left me. "Would you get your ass up?' Someone hissed, I turned to look at the person who was speaking. It was a red-haired woman or girl; I couldn't classify her according to her age because f the heavy makeup on her face. She looked somewhere in between too pretty and fake, Her harsh tone caused me to flinch as I stood up, looking around to see everyone standing and waiting patiently. "Thanks," I murmured, more out of courtesy than anything else. I heard her hiss. I didn't realize that we were all waiting for Mac to sit down until I was hushed to stand up; apparently, all the high Alphas had to be seated before we, the subjects, could sit. How barbaric I tried not to think about that fact too much and not dwell on my thoughts about it too much. How was that still valid in such a world and such a century? I felt the burn of judgemental stares from people seated around us. It wasn't my fault that I had no i
Enthralled by the perfect ocean of Luke’s eyes, I stared into them and tried to decipher what his amusement was all about, but before I could attempt to understand it, it was gone along with the ghost of a smile that curved his lips, and I wondered if I had started imagining things. Even though his expression had become hard to read, he stared at me, and it made me feel flushed and hot all over, so I blinked and looked away immediately. I looked over to father and took in his clenched jaw and fist, Not a good sign I looked over to the alpha now speaking, he was trying his best not to look at father, and I wondered if I was overthinking the whole thing or if he really didn't want to make eye contacts with father but why? Why were they all acting like he was a threat to them? What more could a mere chauffeur do? I mean what was the sudden attention given to this and why on this earth was it even necessary? I took another gulp from the glass of water placed in front of me, this night
I placed a hand in front of me, trying to push his chest away from me but my hands were limp, From the small moments of clear vision, I saw the smile on his lips widen, I felt as he placed a hand beside my head. Securing me in the middle of his sides, I tried to remove it, but my hands felt too heavy for movement. The world was spinning, and my heart was beating rapidly in my chest. As if it would burst forth in the next moment. I could hardly see, stand, or move, and the worst thing was that I didn't know why. I couldn't think of any possible reason for this to be happening. What was happening and why did I feel this way all of a sudden? What was he going to do to me if I passed out right here and now? I opened my lips to scream, but no sound came out of them, he took a few steps back, examined me, and began to shake his head in mock laughter, whispering to himself repeatedly, “ This is too good to be true.” I rolled my body away from the handle of the door with the little strength
“ Get your hands off my mate,” Mac growled Wow. His mate? He calls me that now? funny, only when he needed an upper hand did he recognize me. I suddenly felt like the grass upon which two elephants fought. As if reading my mind, Luke responded equally as flabbergasted. “ You call her your mate? You want to claim her now?” Luke sneered shaking his head and staring at the hard face of Mac, an equally murderous look on his face. He took three steps away from me and approached Mac, seeing them this way reminded me of when I saw them hurdled over each other at the back of the club that night, I shook my head. Forcing the train of thought to stop instantly. Not now Luke was obviously taller, and he looked a lot more threatening than Mac right now. They took slow steps toward each other, and it felt like the temperature of the room was slowly rising. but while Luke’s body motion showed he was still aware of my presence in the room, Mac's motion did nothing to show that he was aware of
I didn't know when I fell asleep, all I know is that the last memory I had before the world went black was when I was sitting in Luke’s passenger seat and killing the urge to retort to his murmur. I was sure he knew I heard what he said. we were wolves after all, but when I opened my eye again, I was back at home and in my bed. Seriously he has to stop doing this, It was getting freaky at this point but I had to admit that I also considered it very sexy to have his lingering scent on my body. I took in my dress for the night and smoothed my hands across the rumpled skirt, I looked down to see my shoes neatly tucked by the side of my bed he must have taken them off, and when I looked up again, I saw it. His signature card was folded on the top of the pillow side and even though this time I was certain that I had not imagined it all, I was grateful for the evidence that it had happened. I almost squealed. I tore it open just as fast and scanned my eyes through it, it was a replica of
Amanda slept like the dead but once she was up there was no stopping the endless noise, it was either the wardrobe doOR was flying open recklessly or she was stomping her feet in angst, another option could be that she was sitting loudly on the bed, I mean with all her body bouncing on it. it irked me but there was only so much I could do to change that. I tossed and turned, forcing myself to block out the noise and sleep despite her wrecking havoc but it was fruitless, I knew that if I woke up this early after sleeping so late I would nurse a headache for most of the day, but there was no way to calm Amanda, so I finally gave in and opened my eyes. The room was a mess, I mean every corner of it was crawling with clothes, and somewhere at the other corner was Amanda digging up some more clothes frantically and making the entire place much more of a mad house. “What's going on?” I asked groggily, My hands were busy removing dirt from my eyes and I was trying to hide the irritation in
I was not as happy to resume school as I was the first time I left, somehow being at home had grown on me. It had given me more room to think and maybe that is why I wanted to spend more time at home. To marinate in my thoughts. Rein came back so Amanda spent a lot of time with him, Gwen and Gisselle went back to their houses, father worked everytime so on most days I was left to the solutude of my thoughts. I was left to marinate the conclusions I had found, and revist every memory of the events that occured. I still didn't know whose side Fred was on, but a good guess would be Mac. But then there was the reaction of father that day at the event, what did it mean? And also the reaction of my entire family the moment I mentioned Luke, It said that he was far from being innocent, at least not to them. I should have felt more rage after knowing that there was possibility that he planned the raid on us all those years ago, but instead what I felt was the desire to know him better, a d
The one thing I have come to find out about here is that there was no waiting or pausing at all. Classes began in full swing by the new week, and I was emerged once more in the bustle of school work and the stress of going to class and doing assignments, it was exhausting to keep up with. Lola and I pacified ourselves by having movie nights every Friday, at least the times we were both available, but recently she had been becoming more and more scarce, I suspected there was someone she started seeing, that girl is a bag of horniness, so it didn't surprise me at all, instead what fazed me was the fact that she didn't tell me about it. It was weird because she could never stop talking. Instead, she snuck around my back, sneaking out of the dorm when she thought I was asleep. My wolf and I laughed at her innocence and her oblivious state. I was aware of every breath she took in the room because of my heightened werewolf senses, so as far as I was concerned, she was just deceiving hersel