Lucius’s hand was then wrapped around my waist when we entered the huge luxury yacht. I had been in different parties back when my dad was still alive, but I’ve never been to big parties of the most powerful people before I met Lucius so I’m still not used to it.A man and a woman went to us at once. Based on how the man held the woman's waist and how intimate they were, I think they are most probably a couple. The woman was wearing a crimson red glittery dress with a big ribbon in the left shoulder. The man on the other hand is wearing a dark blue tuxedo and a bow tie. In human age, I guess they are around early thirties or something near that."I'm so glad that you came, Lucius," the man said and the way he smiled at Lucius gave me an idea that they had long knew each other. They are probably centuries old or something since even though Lucius did not mention how long exactly he had been around in the world, he said the phrase 'for a while', and I know what exactly that means becaus
It was Simon.Our gaze met and I felt like my world stopped for a moment. It was very quick though. Just very quick that I felt like it never came to me, like it was just a very quick moment of time that was not a vital part of my life. He was wearing a black suit, his face serious and his eyes were dark as he held my gaze. The way he looked at me made me think that he had so much to say to me, that he wanted to do so much. His lips were pursed tight and his jaw was tight as if there was something pissing him off real bad.For a moment, questions swirled down my mind and I felt like I wanted to throw him questions I had never planned of asking him ever since my pack was ruled by Benedict. Questions that I wanted to ask but I will never ask because what is it for? With the path I had chosen, with the life I have now, would all of those even matters? No. It will not matter because whatever he will say or do, I am very sure that it will not lessen the pain that I had felt when I was told
Insanity.If there is one word that could describe that night, it would be that word. I could not believe that I had actually brought myself to do that with Lucius. I gave in. I gave my virtue to him and I could not believe that I really did that. Even when I was with Simon, we never came to that point. Or maybe Simon had just amazing self-control to step over his limits. And it was different with him before because I was a fragile werewolf and he needed to be careful.But then, it was also different with Lucius, a lot different because in the first place, I had no feelings for him. I did not love him the way how I loved Simon before. So what the hell pushed me to throw all my inhibitions away and go with the flow. It is very obvious that Lucius just wants to play. Of course what else could be the reason why he did that? It is impossible that he developed some kind of feelings for me in those couple of weeks. And Lucius is certainly not the 'falling' type. I even doubt if he had a his
To feel that kind of potent need was strange and dangerous. The moment I smelled the luscious scent of the human's soul, I was so certain that there was no stopping for me. That it was either he would die or I would. The latter sounds impossible, though. So I knew that the first was more likely to happen.But for some reason, I don't know how Lucius managed to stopped me. I don't know how he managed to calm me at a point where I thought I had lost my ability to be rational. He was able to put out the fire that he knew would cause the biggest regret of my life. And more than thankful that he did. Because I don't know what I could have done to myself later on if ever I had killed that man.The door opened and it was followed by Lucius's baritone voice. "Had you completely calmed yet?"During the incident in the hallway earlier, after I came back to my senses, I ran to the other side where the man was standing and went to the farthest side of the building and entered an empty room. I don
"I have an urgent news, Alpha Lucius,” Henry just suddenly appeared from the shadows when Lucius and I were walking at his manor's hallway. We are about to leave for the ball."Is this matter very urgent?" Lucius asked, his hand did not leave my waist."I suppose.""Speak.""Sebastian is gone."Lucius's eyes went focused and darker. "What do you mean he is gone?""He is dead, Alpha.”I have once met this man named Sebastian. He is also one of the few trusted subordinates of Lucius that is why to hear about his sudden death did not sound good. In fact, I wonder. Werewolves don't die in natural deaths, most especially not in accidents. So, there must be one reason why he died—he was killed."Who killed him?" Lucius's tone sound so silent and lethal, I felt like he is ready to burn the culprit alive for killing his subordinate. Of course, Lucius is not dumb. By now he surely has an idea why Sebastian was killed. It must be to provoke him.I really have no idea how many enemies do Lucius
"What is this?" I asked Lucius when he brought me to an old manor somewhere in north Manchester.Right after he had killed Maximilian, he killed his two wives and Maximilian's people were killed by Henry and Lucius's other men. We left the place shortly. Then the day after, Lucius brought me in this place with me having no idea what business are we going to do in this place."Your ancestor's manor. This is owned by Elena Ross, the mother of Elizabeth," Lucius replied."Elena Ross? The name doesn't ring a bell. As far as I know, Grandma Elizabeth's mother named Celestine, not Elena.""Celestine…" He nodded. "Must be the name she used when she started a new life with her husband.""You mean she changed her name? But what for?" If it was Lucius the one who said it, I'm sure it is not a fallacy or something. I don't know why it come to him; I trust easily. Why would he lie about this matter anyway?"Follow me," Lucius said and walked inside the manor.I followed him and saw that the insid
Before I could give any reaction, Lucius kissed me again. He sucked on my lip, and just like a slave ruled by his master, my lip spontaneously opened. He gave me hard and unforgiving kisses. His arm was tight around my waist, while his other hand was on my nape, pulling it gently so I could open my mouth better for his deeper kiss.I was so close to his arm. I equaled his hot kisses with mine. His lips followed a provocative rhythm, kissing me in a skillful way, as if he had long mastered this art. I didn't know that just a kiss could get rid of guilt. This is it.So I was still very drunk when he withdrew the kiss. I catch my breath. He looked at me with dark weary eyes, lips parting a bit.I almost shivered when his hand touched my waist. Every flick of his tongue was full of ardor. I was so close to his shoulder when he lifted me and put me down to the lawn beside the glistening river.Crouching in front of me like a dominant hunter ready to end his long famine, he pulled my nape a
"Kill her."When I heard that familiar voice, I opened my eyes at once. There were men in front of me, their eyes glowing gold. Werewolves. They looked at me as though they are ready to kill me. I felt nervous but the nervousness I was feeling faded when I saw who was standing a few steps behind the vampire men in front of me.It was Simon.His eyes were also glowing gold. but it looked very cold. His face was emotionless and dark. And the way he looked at me… it was as if he was looking at someone he loathed, someone he had never had feelings with, someone he didn't share memories with. The look was full of indifference and nothing else. It felt like he was looking at someone not important, someone who was never been a vital part of his life.It hurt. But somehow, the pain I felt wasn't as potent as the pain I felt when he left me back when I was still a human. It was just a tinge, and I wonder why. I still feel pain but compared to how I felt before, why do I feel like it's nothing?