FAYEI loved the way Axel’s one hand rested easily on the steering wheel while the other held the gear shift. I loved the way the warm breeze whipped in through the windows of his new Porsche. I loved the easy conversation, and the easy silence — because we knew each other so well now. Better than when I'd left home. Axel let me choose the playlist as we caught up, him filling me in on his work, and what was going on with Yvonne, while I talked about my relief at finishing school finally, and reminisced about the things I would miss about Uni. Even though it had been hard, studying for a business degree, I had finally gotten it. "I can’t believe you're driving a Porsche now," I commented, running my hands along the edge of my seat.It was literally brand new, decked out, and it was dark and edgy. The interior was leather and sleek, the dashboard advanced, and the paint job was matte black. Even his rims were a dark charcoal gray, and I loved the way he looked in the driver seat —
FAYEAs soon as my plane touched down, before I even made it to baggage claim, I grabbed an Iced Americano from Starbucks. Not sleeping the night before an early flight and spending the night not sleeping, and worrying instead, had been a mistake. I was feeling a strange mix of exhaustion and excitement. I figured why not add caffeine to the mix?Sipping from the brown straw as I took the escalator down to baggage claim, I focused on remaining calm. When I saw Yvonne, a huge ball of warmth and love burst in my belly. She had a welcoming smile on her face as she stood, waiting for me with a large yellow cardboard paper that said FAYE, in huge block letters on it. I could barely hold myself back as I stepped off the bottom step of the escalator walked to her. I took three steps before I was in front of her and threw myself into her open arms, hugging her tightly, as my carry-on bag crashed to the tiled floors of the airport lounge, unheaded. She wore casual clothes. Which was a bit
FAYEI strolled the exquisitely landscaped grounds of the pack estate. It was a cold evening, and I'd only worn a silk top and loose trousers to step out of my room. Probably not the best choice, since the cold bite of the wind was now whipping me. I rubbed my hands up and down my arms, trying to rub away the chill. I continued to look around, taking in the Eclipse pack estate. I stayed in a detached duplex with a little fenced lawn, a little way away from the huge pack house, which stood squarely in the center of the land. Painted a pale white, its color was giving off a glow similar to that of the moon at midnight. It was a magnificent house, large and in addition decorative.It felt surreal. Being back here in the states. It had only been four years, but it felt like a lifetime. I'd only ever learnt to stand by myself there. My day-to-day care and living depended solely on me, and the decisions and made. And of course on Axel. I could feel a smug smile pull at my lips as I rem
FAYEThe duplex I lived in was way too big for one person. It boasted seven bedrooms and nine bathrooms, with a sprawling veranda and a pool in the back. I could watch the sunset every evening from the veranda and have a late lunch or dinner there. I'd lived alone all four years I'd spent in Paris. And that helped some with staying in this big house all by myself, even though back in Paris I had only lived in a student apartment. I hadn't wanted to live luxuriously like Axel and Yvonne had wanted me to. I had wanted to experience even a little bit of student life.I sat on the veranda now, as the thoughts of the coronation settled in my mind. They had insisted on it. All three of the elders. It was something they'd wanted immediately Yvonne had found me, but they had agreed to wait until I was more prepared for the rigours and responsibilities of the position. They felt I was ready now. Yvonne wanted me to have more time to settle in on the pack property, but they'd countered tha
FAYEI stepped out of the elevator and turned right, heading down to Kate’s apartment at the end of the hall. I was excited to see her again, after not seeing her for such a long time. She knew I was back in the States, but she didn't know I was on my way to her apartment right now.I knocked solidly three times and waited for Kate to open the door. She did so without hesitation and stood there; the shock written all over her face.Her right hand whipped up over her mouth and she stared at me with wide eyes, as I stood there grinning from ear to ear. My surprise had been effectively carried out. "Gonna invite me in?" I asked with a smile.The next minute she squealed and threw the door widely opened, and then flung herself on me, screaming the entire time. I vaguely wondered what her neighbors in the other apartments would think, even as I hugged her back and squeezed, trying to imprint her body shape on mine. She broke the hug and then brought her hands to grip my palms. "Your ha
FAYE This was new. What I felt was something I'd never felt before. I didn't know what it was exactly, but I knew I felt like I could walk on clouds. Like my feet weren't touching the ground, even as I walked up the stairs to Yvonne's room in the main house. Someone hurried me along, standing by Yvonne's door as they waited for me to enter, so that they could start pulling at my hair and pinching at me with needless and all what not. I was getting ready for the crowning ceremony. Which would be later in the evening. Pack members were already starting to arrive. It had been stated that it would be a strictly pack members only attendance. No one was allowed to bring an extra that wasn't a pack member. And they couldn't bring even bring a non- were in the first place. Non supernaturals couldn't come. Normally, other members of the werewolf community could come to witness the crowning ceremony of an Alpha or Luna but we'd decided against it. I was yet to annul my marriage to Nat
NATHAN"I'm just saying. She's been missing for a year now. And the Black Saint can't be without…well a wife, a hostess for the gatherings you hold, or a spouse to stand in for you when you need it." He finished and flashed me a wide sickening grin as though he had come up with the most fantastic idea of the century.I rolled my head, wondering why my neck was so fucking stiff. "Listen, Eastwood, I have a lot of work I need to get done, so could you just get to the point?""Oh…my daughter, Erin. You've met her before."Yes, I had. And what an unpleasant meeting those days had been. "She's a beautiful girl, if I say so myself. I'm very proud of her—""And so what if she's beautiful? What, you want me to sponsor a modeling career for her or something?""Ahh, no Black Saint. I want you to marry her." He fidgeted on the word marry and I almost laughed. "What the are you saying, Eastwood?""Faye has been missing for over a year now. It's obvious she doesn't want to come back to you. And
NATHAN"You've found Faye?""Yes, Mr Carver. Our sources say she's in Paris."I breathed in as that piece of information settled in my head. How in the hell had Faye been able to not just leave the States, but go to France?"Wait, she's in France? How? How did you get this information?" I asked Marshall. His P. I firm was a reputable one I'd hired to keep looking for Faye, as all other options had failed me. No one around me understood why I kept looking. And I didn't either. I didn't get why I had to keep looking for her. Why I had to find her? "I'll be there in person to discuss this with you, Sir."he said, and we set up a time to meet. I hung up the phone and walked away from the desk, going to the door and pulling it open.I would not be meeting the private investigator here, but in my home.I wanted to hear all this man had to say, but in a more private space. The pack house just didn't offer me the same comfort it used to. It was important to me that I close the chapter of m