Aurora’s POV I entered my apartment, a sense of unease crept over me, prickling at the back of my neck like unseen fingers. Despite the silence of the empty space, my instincts screamed that I wasn't alone.With cautious steps, I placed my bag on the table, keeping my senses alert for any signs of intrusion. I flicked on the lights, half-expecting to be greeted by a lurking figure or a sudden attack, but the room remained still and empty.Frowning, I scanned the shadows, my muscles tense with anticipation. I inhaled deeply, searching for any unfamiliar scents that might betray the presence of an intruder, but the air was devoid of anything out of the ordinary. Leo was asleep. The tension ebbed from my frame replaced by a wave of frustration, I let out a sigh, my shoulders slumping in defeat. Perhaps it was just my imagination playing tricks on me, or the lingering effects of a long day. Or Eva’s scare that she could feel Alpha Caden close by. He isn’t here. Whatever the case, I chi
Alpha Caden’s POVI observed Aurora collapse onto her bed, her movements unsteady and her demeanor indicating she was either tipsy or drunk all the way, a pang of concern tugged at my heart. I didn’t like it. Despite her seemingly carefree demeanor, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled over me like a heavy shroud.Rising from my seat, I approached her bedside with silent steps, my gaze lingering on her form as she lay there, her breathing slow and steady, the soft sounds of her snores filling the room with a sense of warmth and familiarity. It was a sound I had grown accustomed to since she was younger, a comforting reminder of her presence in my life.I stood by her bedside, watching over her sleeping form, a soft smile tugged at the corners of my lips. Despite the chaos and uncertainty that often surrounded us, there was a sense of peace that washed over me in moments like these, a quiet reassurance that, no matter what challenges lay ahead, we would face them togethe
Aurora’s POV Aurora's eyes locked onto mine, her expression a tumultuous mix of shock and indignation, I maintained my cool demeanor, my features a mask of nonchalance that belied the turmoil roiling beneath the surface."You're here. What a parasite," she stated, her voice taut with restrained anger. "What are you doing here?"I arched an eyebrow, the corner of my lips twitching in a sardonic smirk. "Seems like I could ask you the same question. Running away, Aurora? I didn't take you for the fleeing type."Her jaw clenched, the muscles working visibly beneath the surface as she squared her shoulders, her defiance palpable in the air. She used to be like this since she was younger but around her late teenage years, she became mild. Probably her parents. "I didn't run away," she shot back, her words laced with venom. "I left because I needed space. Privacy. To be alone! To leave you! Something you clearly don't understand.”I scoffed, the sound sharp and biting in the quiet of the r
PUNISHMENT. One word but it makes my core tighten. The weight of his gaze feels suffocating, pressing down on me like a leaden blanket. My heart hammers in my chest, each beat a thunderous reminder of the impending punishment looming over me.I try to summon the courage to speak, to protest, but the words stick in my throat, choked off by the intensity of his stare. There's a primal edge to his presence, a raw power that sends a shiver down my spine. Shiver I don’t like at the moment. Alpha Caden’s expression is unreadable, his features carved from stone as he stands before me, a silent sentinel of authority. I can feel the tension crackling in the air between us, thick and palpable, as if we're locked in a battle of wills.I know I've crossed a line, pushed him too far, and now I have to face the consequences. But as much as I try to steel myself for what's to come, there's a part of me that can't help but feel a flicker of fear at the unknown. I don’t know much. With a heavy sigh
Aurora’s POV Fear, excitement, and a strange sense of anticipation intertwine, creating a potent cocktail of sensations that leaves me feeling dizzy and disoriented.But even as my protests slip through my lips, my heart starts to thump wildly, and a new pulse I've never felt before pounds behind my clit. In a sick, twisted way, the idea excites me, igniting a fire within that I can't seem to quell. It's as though a primal instinct has been awakened, urging me to surrender to his will.Alpha Caden looks bored, like I'm too stupid for him to engage with, but there's a flicker of something else in his eyes—a hunger that mirrors my own, albeit in a more predatory manner. It's unsettling yet strangely exhilarating, and I find myself nodding before my brain can fully sign off on it. It's as if there's a visceral urge deep within my being, so desperate that it speaks on my behalf, urging me to succumb to his desires. To whatever this weird thing is about between us. I want to explore it m
Aurora’s POV “Again."I said through gritted teeth though I feel like a woman possessed. A groan rumbles deep in Alpha Caden’s chest, and my pussy clenches around it. Without another word, he kicks his foot against mine, forcing me to spread my legs wider, and then his belt hits again. It was so unexpected that I let out a growl I didn’t know was hanging in my throat. He did it again. This time, I jerk forward, moaning at the feeling of my nipples rubbing against the lining of my worn tank top. My pussy aches for the same type of friction, and I find myself on my tip-toes, arching my back toward the belt."I think you like being punished," Alpha Caden drawls in a voice that drops with sex. He kicks my foot again, and this time, l open my legs so wide that a cool breeze coasts over my wet lips. Behind me, the floorboards creak. Then I feel a whisper of a breath against my clit; a graze of stubble against my inner thigh. My eyes widened. Oh, holy crow. Alpha Caden is on his knees be
Alpha Caden’s POV I didn’t have to search long to find Aurora's tattoo shop. It seems like everyone knows her around here, and she even named her tattoo shop after our pack. Yet, she claims to hate being in Brown Wood. She sputters out every nonsense to make me angry but I don’t mind. Not after yesterday. As I approached the shop, I noticed the familiar sign with the name "Brown Wood Tattoos" emblazoned on it. It felt strange seeing her name associated with our pack, especially considering how much she seemed to resent her ties to it. Or is she just doing it to make me hate her? I stepped inside and the atmosphere was bustling with activity, customers chatting eagerly while waiting for their turn, and the sound of buzzing tattoo machines filling the air. I made my way to the counter, where a couple of Aurora's employees were busy attending to clients."Is Aurora in?" I asked, trying to keep my tone casual despite the urgency I felt to speak with her.One of the employees, a young w
Alpha Caden’s POV I lay back on the bed, I watched Aurora move around the room with practiced efficiency, her focus on the task at hand. Despite her efforts to drown out any potential conversation with the buzzing of the tattoo gun, I couldn't help but find amusement in her determination.I made no move to remove my shirt, knowing it would only add to her frustration. Instead, I remained still, observing her from beneath hooded lids. Has she ever seen me without a shirt? The thought brought a smirk to my lips as I watched her work.I know without an ounce of doubt that she’d love what she would see beneath all the suits and all. Maybe she had seen me that day without a shirt at the library but she must have forgotten all about that encounter after she got drunk. She needs to see me in this dimly lit room. Despite the tension between us, there was a certain comfort in her presence, a familiarity that I couldn't quite shake. As she prepared to begin the tattoo, I settled into the bed,