-BLAYNE'S POV- I avoided Duke and Vance for the rest of the day. I spent the majority of the day visiting all four central patrol stations and searching extensively for clues. As the sun retreated and freed the sky from its sweltering beams, it was time to pick up Zoe from elementary school and head home. For the first time, I felt like I had a family and intended to manifest this feeling into reality. Luna Sianna thought that it was best to have Zoe attend school to be around other children of a similar age group to cope with being away from Cleo. Besides, she was bound to join our pack soon and be integrated into the system. Making friends would help her to settle down faster. While Cleo was in jail, I visited Zoe every day and ensured that she was alright. I had been trying to bond with her and she started to let down her barriers. When I parked in front of the elementary school in my Ford Bronco, Zoe was not at the front as I had instructed her. I marched through the corridor a
-BLAYNE'S POV- "Have you all been harassing my daughter?" My eyes jumped from one face to the other until I got a vivid view of all of them. Their fearful eyes blinked violently as a result of the tiny force I was channeling out. "How many of you told her that she doesn't belong here?" I asked with a flat, yet domineering voice. "And who said that her Mom's a murderer?" Five out of the fourteen children pointed a shaky finger at a little blonde-haired kid in the middle. Humph, I knew his parents. They were going to get the full dose of my rage when I was done. "Do you know me?" I sharply inquired from them. A bold caramel-skinned girl with hazel eyes responded. She bobbed her head without taking her eyes away. "Yes. You are Gamma Blayne." I could see her as being the bright kid in the classroom who raised her hand to answer all the questions that the teacher asked. "Have you got that?" I harshly asked the rest of the bunch, like a drill sergeant. "Yes, Gamma," they returned alm
-CLEO’S POV*Daddy?That happened way too fast. How did he get Zoe to accept him? I might have underestimated this brutish Gamma. My face tightened with anger. My fist clenched at my sides as I fought the urge to strangle him. At least, not in front of my daughter.“Eh-heh-heh,” he grinned nervously. To seek cover from my cat-o'-nine-tailed tongue, he suggested. “Shall we eat?”He sauntered over to the chic marble-clad kitchen and stepped behind the white island with seating of gray woven counter stools at a white and gray marble waterfall countertop lit by faceted glass lights suspended above a sink with a polished brass gooseneck faucet.I acquiesced.“Our mate is a good guy,” my wolf voiced victoriously. To her, he was a prize. Contrarily, he was a charlatan to me.“Our mate is conniving and insufferable,” I lashed at her."We should be with him. You're too damn stubborn, Cleo. Don't forget that I have a say too." She vocalized whines and lay with her head and ears flopped down bet
-CLEO'S POV-Taking a few steps, I paused and spun around to probe, “What did you tell Zoe to make her think that you’re her new father? How could you do that without my permission?”He had gone into the closet for an extra white towel to draw his damp hair. Then he came out with the towel on his head and rubbing vigorously to remove the excess water. My eyes misbehave and raked over his hot body. My body reacted to him in an enigmatic manner. Rather than being mad at him, he was turning me on.“Baby, Zoe and I have been bonding while you were in the cell.” He allowed the towel to rest across his shoulders when he approached me.“Even so, you cannot put ideas into her head. She is a little girl who believes that you’ll buy us a house with a pool and that we’ll be one big happy family!” I shouted furiously, “She’ll be utterly crushed when those things do not happen.”“Well, if that’s what she wants, we can do that.” He missed the point. “I’ve got my own money, Cleo.”“Don’t.” My edge o
-CLEO’S POV* “Going somewhere?” “Yes. I’ll be back soon.” He came to my side of the bed and bent to kiss my forehead. My heart twinged because he was going away. I clung to his shirt to stop him from pulling back. “Why are you leaving?” Staying in the bending position and looking down at me, he explained, “Something happened. Hailey’s in the hospital.” “Oh, goddess! I’ll come with you.” I flung the sheet aside to get out of bed, but he ceased my actions with his leaden hand on my shoulder to keep me stationary. “No. You are staying here.” He authoritatively said in a low voice, “You are housebound, remember?” “I want to help,” I offered with hefty persistence. A thin frown line appeared on my forehead. Being a leader, I was accustomed to getting things done and being active. Not a dreary housewife. On top of that, the gravitating pull of the mate bond was getting stronger. He was the gravity that was holding me to the earth. Nagging me to be around him, consistently. This was
This follows Chapter 62………. -CLEO’S POV* When I woke up, Blayne and Zoe were gone. After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I dug in the suitcase in the closet for a change of clothes. One thing stood out. There were dresses and skirts in this one. Why? I hated skirts. My dress code was shorts, leggings or pants along with a top. Still, I can't be mad because it's not his fault for not knowing. In time, Blayne will learn this. Being dismissive of the distasteful attire, I decided to stick to Blayne's burgundy t-shirt with a feline print silk shorts and went to the kitchen. The smell of coffee, nutella waffles and bacon toggled my nostrils, which fomented the hunger in me. Breakfast was covered on the round dining table with a note from Zoe, which made me smile. It was her handwriting but Blayne signed his name right under hers. I sat and ate while thinking about the current situation. Last night, the erotic mood perished when I told Blayne that he’d have to wait before he ma
-CLEO’S POV* “What are you doing here?” “I brought lunch,” Blayne spoke in a hypnotic tone, lifting his right hand with the brown paper bag and putting it down. The entire time, he stood in place drooling over the sight of my pink dripping pussy. He licked his lips and his tongue stayed between them. “Hmm,” I seductively bounced my eyes to his awakened crotch. “I told you to stay at work.” Every fiber in me sprang high with arousal and excitement. “You asked for tampons and I thought maybe you needed them urgently so I quickly went to the store and got a few.” He lifted his other arm with the full shopping bag as he went on, “You did not mention the brand but I got as many options as possible.” His lustful gaze on my open pussy has it throbbing for his attention. He made the cutest frown. “How could you party without me?” “It’s my body.” My comment sank his demeanor a tad bit. Lust prevailed and he licked his lips again. I do not close my legs. It was clearly an open invitation.
- CLEO'S POV - “You cheated!” I swatted his chest.With a strong 'V' grip of his palm under my chin, he tipped my head to the side, exposing my neck. My breath hitches, and he lowers his sharp canines. My wolf does not allow me to pull away. She's a real sucker for him. My heart pulsed a rhythmic pattern of drum rudiment when they scratched the surface of my skin. I bit my lip, anticipating being marked.He shifted his mouth to my ear, leaving my neck unmarked. “Wouldn’t you like to cum too?”“Yes, please.” I widened my legs, revealing my slick-painted pussy that was ready for his cock.“Well?” His voice was a swift-cutting sword of pleasure that sliced at my resistance as he murmured low and dangerously.His handsomeness was almost succeeding in his attempt to subdue me. Denying him was beginning to feel unbearable. Our breaths mix and I yearn to fuse our bodies into one flesh.“I’m yours.” The magical words finally graced his ears.Next, he stepped out of his jeans and boxers that