{ Elliot }I'm undressing to finally feel free and comfortable when my phone starts vibrating. It's Alpha Monroe. "Yes?""Hi, Elliot. First of all, happy birthday. I hope you're having a good time.""Oh, thank you, Sir. I am.""Perfect, I'm glad. Now, why the fuck did you take my daughter to Las Vegas without asking for my permission?" he asks, finishing in a completely angry voice, "Don't you know she can't leave camp? She still has around 700 hours to serve. Her leaving Council territory could be considered a felony, this looks like she's on the run.""Oh... oh, hell, I had no idea," I start sweating, "Anyone knows about this?""Not yet. And they won’t know as long as Jacob keeps his mouth shut,” he mutters, and I squeeze my eyes shut because, of course, just the day Angelique makes him cry is when we need him happy, "Luckily, he just called me to complain about Angelique being rude. His mind is too busy with that to remember that she can't leave camp. Anyway, I need to talk to my
{ Angelique }This is incredibly hot and I can't believe it's actually happening. I honestly thought Elliot would tell me to fuck off and he wouldn't let himself be tied up. I thought he would lay me down on the bed and I would be the one to end up tied up, moaning and begging for him. Don't get me wrong, I think moaning, begging and being at someone's mercy is absolutely hot. I love to surrender all control in bed, it's what I like; but changing things up from time to time and trying new things doesn't hurt anyone. And watching this powerful alpha with his big arms bound over his head, his eyes closed tightly and his whole luscious body quivering with pleasure, that's as close to heaven as I'm going to get.I get off his body to go down and lick his hard dick again, moaning when I taste myself on him. I run my tongue along his length like it's my favorite lollipop and then I take him fully into my mouth, earning a low, uncontrolled whimper from him. I play with his balls, rolling th
{ Elliot }I love Angelique. And I love my mother. But I don't love when I'm in a car alone with them for so long. And I also don't love how Angie is corrupting my mother, forcing her to tell lies. The only good thing about this is that my dad is suffering, so I'm not going to complain.Plus, now I know that this Markus guy is fictional, so I don’t even have to worry about something like that, because I just knew I would have to go save him from my dad. My mother is special. I've always known that. She's loud, spoiled and not very mature, but I still can't remember a time when I didn't love her. I guess I don’t enjoy how I always feel like her pet instead of her son, but I've never hated her, which she now seems to think. We had a deep talk standing in the middle of the restaurant where I told her for the first time in years that I love her, which made her feel better. When I park at the campground, I breathe a sigh of relief and get out of there quickly. I don't wait for Angelique
{ Angelique }I'm happy.I've never felt so happy in my life... well, maybe I have, but this last month and a half has been so horrifying, I'd forgotten how happy I used to be. Luckily, everything seems to be going my way at the moment.I'm lying behind Elliot, massaging his back with my feet while he plays in his little play box with Luc and Hunter.I fall asleep before Elliot, but I feel him cuddling me later and that makes me even happier.A few hours later I wake up with a jolt because someone suddenly opens the door with a loud bang and it crashes into the wall. I gasp and immediately sit up in bed, where I’m all alone. "Where is my son?" the General asks, in an annoyed voice. The guys are also awakened by his abrupt entrance so Hunter tells him he's probably eating breakfast, "Mmm, good. Monroe, put on some decent clothes and come with me. I'll be waiting outside."I swallow, nervously. I don't think he would want to do anything evil to me, right? I mean... he wouldn't. Maybe h
Everyone notices my dark mood because I don't even try to hide it. Marea walks up to me a few minutes later and puts her arm around my shoulders, walking at my pace."Hi, stranger.""Hi, Mar," I murmur, slipping my arm around her waist just because. She turns to me and gives me a beaming smile, "What's up?""Nothing, I just wanted to make sure our little dare is still on," she says. I stare blankly for a moment, trying to remember what she's talking about, but she continues before my head gets too hot, "About taking Elliot away from you?""Ah!" I remember, and I frown at her, "I'm sorry, that's not going to happen. Forget about it.""What? Are you afraid?" she teases, squeezing my shoulders tighter and laughing, "If you were actually sure he loves you then you wouldn't be afraid to let me try something.""I don't want you to try but it's not because I'm afraid you'll take him from me, it's because I know you're a dirty slut with no principles whatsoever," I clarify, but then I think a
{ Elliot }I start devising how I'm going to apologize to Angelique from the moment I get in the truck. I refuse to be her personal puppet and do whatever she asks me to do without questioning her or thinking for myself. That's not who I am and I won't become that kind of man for anyone, especially not for her, because I know that's exactly what she wants, for me to be at her beck and call like a pet and comply with whatever she feels like… but on the other hand, I don't want to get off to a bad start. We haven’t been together for more than 24 hours and we're already fighting again.But it’s not like I can just ignore Marea fainting. If I let some rich omega die because of my girlfriend’s jealousy, I wouldn’t be a good soldier. However… I start to think Angelique was right about an hour into the drive, because Marea makes a low sound in her throat, sighing like a comfy kid sleeping. She was supposed to be passed out, not asleep. Still, I’m hoping that this damn trip to the hospital
I stay in the truck for a few minutes trying to calm down, but when it starts to get dark, I get out and walk to the formation slowly.I haven't felt this way in a long time, like I’m walking straight to get a beating for something bad I did. Unfortunately this will be worse, because I don't think Angelique will want to fix this by beating me up and expecting me to defend myself and fight back. To be honest, I would prefer that at this point.When I arrive to formation I see just five people listening to something Luc is saying. Marea is there but Angelique isn’t. That’s when I close my eyes and bring my hands to my hair because I remember the punishment I gave her in the midst of my frustration because she wouldn't get out of my way.I scan the perimeter for a second until I find her, sitting in the corner of a cabin in front of the formation, looking totally and utterly pissed off. Her arms are crossed across her chest and her lips are in a tight line. I take several deep breaths
{ Elliot }Angelique hasn’t come to my room yet, so I can’t sleep. I’m really worried… what if she fought with Marea or that crazy witch did something to her and now Angie’s lying dead in the middle of the desert? Or what if she went to sleep alone in her cabin and lied about being okay? What if she’s plotting how to break up with me?The door opens around midnight but it’s not her, it’s Xavier. And I know even with my eyes closed because he trips over something on the floor, making a fuss. As usual, he can't walk three steps without doing something stupid. I almost ask him about Angie but before I can get up, Superluc gets out of bed to go to his boyfriend's rescue and they start making out standing right there, thinking I’m asleep.Now I have no choice but to stay in bed and cover my ears, especially when they move to Luc’s bed and their noises get even worse. I only uncover my ears when their moans stop but only because now they’re fighting.Apparently, Xavier is being needy and L