He was sitting on the sofa. One leg up on the other knee. He had that same signature look of intensity pointed straight towards me.
Shit! He is angry. Damn angry.
I was counting on my chances to run from there but my feet were glued to the floor. Though my mind screaming at me to get my ass out of that place as fast as I can but my damn legs were rooted to the damn floor. I couldn't make them move!
His stare didn't leave me for a second. It was as if he knew what he was doing to my head & my body but was still enjoying my reaction to his presence.
Suddenly he stood up straight and started walking towards me. I wanted space. I wanted him as far away from me a
I gave my reply in the same angry tone as his, and well... the anger brought out the best cursing words that I was suppressing from the moment I met him,“First of all, you do not even know one god damn thing about me other than my name so you definitely do not have any right to go crazy on me or accuse me. Secondly, don't you dare to talk about my parents like that, without knowing anything about them, not knowing anything about what kind of situation I am in, you blurted out whatever things your head made up about me. They are not even in this god damn world. Stop disrespecting them! And lastly, ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR GOD DAMN MIND? A fucking LIBRARY! NOT A STRIPPER BAR! Did you even listen to your words, what you just spat out without thinking twice? If you think that I work in a bookstore because I like all the manly attention that I get, then so be it. I DO NOT CARE and I don't give a damn about wh
The bond of his hands & the stubborn attitude of his was getting on my nerves. And in that moment I really, really hated my weakness in front of his alpha strength.Even though my words and actions were not having any effect on his stubborn ass, I still tried,"I SAID I DON'T WANT TO EAT ANYTHING. Just leave me alone...!"To my frustration, instead of getting angry or annoyed, he seemed to enjoy the more I struggled. His face had that kind of emotion which said that he thought it was cute that I was trying to shrug of a wolf when I knew I was not more than a helpless rabbit in front of his strength.To my frustration, he smiled at me cutely and instead of trying to stop my struggles, his right hand entered inside my shirt from the back and reached till the underside
When I woke up, I was alone in the bed. All tangled up in the covers with a pillow tightly pressed to my chest.Was I dreaming about Mace? Was it really just my imagination having Mace at home and sleeping with me? Was I going mad for not having a mate in reality?But all my assumptions died when I saw Mace coming out of the bathroom. He had only a towel wrapped around his waist and water was dripping from his hairs while little droplets were dancing on his chest and torso.Geezzzz... He is Hot!!"Like what you see?" Suddenly came Mace's teasing voice in my ears.I did not even realise that I was gazing at Mace like a hawk. All my senses came back (thankfully!) with Mace's mocking tone.
I choked on my coffee and looked at him horrified-"Wh- What?""Today is Lucas's birthday. He invited both of us to his party.""Ohh. I'm not going there. I'll say sorry to Lucas.""We ARE going to this party and I'm taking you there. I'm taking you for shopping after breakfast and in evening we're going to the party."Shittt!!! Why was he so bent on to take me to this party? I could never go to this party. First, I had school and a job. Second, there would be so many pack members and rich people. I couldn't even afford all my daily expenses, how would I afford the shopping expenses and what about a gift? I don't belong with them, so I should stay away from them.
I did not even realize when we reached home. I was so tipsy that Mace had to carry me bridal style all the way up to the bedroom but he did not seem to mind. In fact, he was smiling at my childish behavior and was enjoying it like I was the most hilarious person on the earth.Mace told me to sit on the bed and then started to remove his own clothes. Leaving his boxers on he came to me and then whoooshhh.. my dress was on the floor. I immediately sighed out in relief while I stood half naked in my underwear shamelessly. Getting drunk had made me more confident than I would have ever been in my sober self.Mace pulled me towards the sofa. He sat there and then pulled me onto his lap. I was clinging to him like my life depended on him. The feel of his naked body against mine was divine. I felt like could stay like this forever.
Daniel's P.O.VMeanwhile at the Dark Moon Pack-A hard thrust of his big member made the poor girl scream from his merciless assault. His thick girth and slamming thrusts were driving her crazy. The merciless strokes were making her feel dizzy. His mouth suckled and licked on her white throat hungrily, his teeth bit down on the skin, leaving red bruises. He was out of control. Like a wild animal, he had lost control over his mind and body.His sweat beads were dripping on her chest as he continued the slamming of his cock in her tight channel. He wanted to pour all of his frustration, jealousy, and anger on the whore who was screaming in pleasure under him.What the fuck had he done? Rejected his own mate for some power? It's been three long months since Indy's departure from this pack, but her absence wa
At The Dark Moon Pack : Daniel's POVHe threw the vase harshly on the wall. His room was a mess of broken glasses and furniture. His anger was on the verge of destruction.He couldn't get the thought out of his mind. He was going crazy from the possessiveness he felt for her. How dare she? How the hell did she found another male? It's only him who have every fucking right on her. How the fuck she can let him touch her?He sent his men in search of her. Has been searching her for 3 months. Just a few hours ago his men got the exact location of her address. He wanted to give a surprise visit to her and apologize for his earlier behavior. He had planned everything. He had decided that he will bring her back by hook or by crook.
Indy's POVI felt his presence even before he touched me. He came up behind me silently and snaked his both arms around my waist to hug me tightly. His head rested on my shoulder as I sighed in content. We silently watched the world from the heights of his room's window.He was insisting me to come here. His pack house. He wanted to show me 'Our future home' in his words.I couldn't deny him because somewhere in my heart I also wanted to see his home. The place he lives, the place he stayes day and night, the room in which his scent lingered and the bed where his gorgeous body lays. Though since a month, when we met for the first time, he has been spending most of his days and nights with me. His clothes and things are still at my place.He wanted me to shift at his house, bu