Okay so there was being possessive, there was being crazily possessive, and there was this: being a total shithead. Rose groaned and slapped her hands over her face. All she wanted was to go shopping with Elaine. It wasn’t like she was planning to go shopping on a whole other continent or that she would be walking around naked the entire time. Zander, however, was totally opposed to the idea of her going without him.When attempting to bully her into taking him along hadn’t worked, he had switched to trying to manipulate her with a little reverse psychology. When that failed he introduced some seriously good bribes. As she had still refused, he was now trying his hand at emotional blackmail.Releasing her face she looked at her mate who sat at the kitchen table wearing a kicked puppy expression. “
Rose hadn’t been lying when she said that she and Elaine would be visiting dozens of stores. Elaine was the type who was easily drawn in by something in the display window. She had practically raided the clothes stores, hunting down dresses, shoes and accessories.Rose bought a few items, but only casual wear, mostly she was just replacing the things that Zander had torn from her body like the dirty bastard he was.Once they had picked up a few birthday gifts for Zander, they went for a light lunch which left them with only one place left to go…Victoria’s Secret. Rose had decided to buy a kinky outfit to wear on the night of Zander’s birthday, even though there was a good chance he would tear it from her body, and she had convinced Elaine to do the same for Liam.Yep, Turns out t
She looked into his eyes and felt the connection, but it wasn't the same as actually having him here and looking into his blue eyes instead of silver. She looked around and everyone was quiet and in a submissive position. "Umm, Yeah. So. . . What's. . . ?" She trailed off not really knowing how to ask. Here she was missing him all day and when She finally get the chance to talk to him she has got nothing to say. "Just wanted to tell you that I've landed and wanted to know what you were up to." He said looking around the table at everyone there, She could see them tense. "And you couldn't call?" She asked, lifting a brow in amusement. She was a bit worried Liam would get mad at being used. He smiled. "This is me, calling." She rolled her eyes. "Well, thank you for the notice, as you can see everything is fine, so please give Liam his body back." She said. His eyes narrowed at her. For a moment, she thought he'd do as he usually did and lunge for her, but he must have hated the
There was a beeping noise that was steady and constant in the room and She was pretty sure there was something in her arm. Better not be a goddamn needle, She hates those things. Her body felt light and her head a bit fuzzy, but the only thing that hurt was the top of her stomach, it was a soft pain compared to earlier.You know that feeling when someone socks you and even after the hit it stings and throbs, yup, that's what it felt like. She took in a deep breath through her nose, chemicals were all over the place, but so was Zander's scent.Knowing he was in the room put her at ease, wherever she was she was fine. The room was cold and she felt like she was on a small bed, not the bed Zander or She slept in. Just the thinking of him made her recall something but just as fast as it came it was gone. . .
"Why did you leave the room, Rose? You could have gotten hurt or worse! You are not in the condition to be alone without me!" He said menacingly, his voice was soft but had she not been high on drugs she would have noted the small things he was doing.Like how every so often he would squeeze her closer to his body, how his thumbs would rub on the small of her back or her thighs, how he'd look down every few seconds and try not to move her too much with every step.But she didn't notice because of the drugs in her system but she was running her fingers through his hair."I wanted food, or something sweet, I think." She said distracted by the silky strands."You should have hit the call button instead of disappearing." Was all he said until they got
"I'm trying to help you, Rose, don't make this harder than it has to be. I need you home, I will explain things there. I need to get you home, it will calm both of us down." He was talking through clenched teeth with his hands fisted at his side. “I am calm." And She was because what she was asking made perfect rational sense. He gave her a twisted smirk that made something drop in her stomach, and she held in a shiver. "I wasn't talking about you," he said, "Oh." Was all she could say. Zander never spoke much of his wolf, but she could tell by the time she have spent with him that although he hid it, Zander was more animal than man, which was odd because a human and their wolf were always equal, but not him. He's proven it time and time again to her. He acts on instinct, he's primal and no doubt lethal . . . It worried her. He would be a force to work with if his wolf was in control and she still wasn't even used to Zander in control. She needed him calm. "Fine. But I
She stared at him in utter shock and fear.“What?” she whispered in shock."They found out we truly were brothers and felt the need to make a show to all others that the only loyal ties we were to have were to them. So, they gave the command and we followed. I was always the better fighter, Joshua didn't stand a chance, I killed my parents too, I didn't even get to bury their bodies, they took them too." He looked down at his palms for a moment in silence, his voice had lowered to a whisper towards the end, he didn't bother to hide the anguish in his voice, She let out a breath she was holding. She was so sad for Zander, he was turned into a killing machine and then to make an example, was made to kill his own family, She could imagine the scars he carried with him. Scars that his immortal body didn't have, but his immortal brain did. She then understood why he didn’t want a mate. He suddenly looked up with a crazed smile on his face, his eyes gleaming with maliciousness. "So I t
She was scared to listen to what he had to say. Her whole body began to shiver in anticipation. “What is it?” she asked, "I didn't want the doctor to say anything because it would just bring more questions but as always you pay too much attention to the things others wouldn't." She snorted at him. "I wouldn't call it paying attention, but I think anyone would be curious as to why the doctor wasn't telling the patient what was wrong." He smiled at her, but she didn't smile back. "True, true. But then you threatened on rejecting me and I don't plan on letting that happen so we're back to your interesting test results." His face became dark and cold. She was beginning to get sick of that word, Interesting. "I was bluffing, I wasn't going to really reject you." She confessed, he eyed her with a blank face. "Bluffing or not, I don't take chances, especially when it comes to you. To us. You should have known this when you said it." He said critically. "While my results came bac