Justin’s lips parted in a choked scream when Jax pressed the stake into his side. Melissa stood frozen by the bar, her eyes as big as saucers as she stared in disbelief at the scene unfolding in front of her eyes. Several people were seated, eating their food, drinking their coffee but all of them were silent as they carried on like normal.Nobody reacted to the guy about to be publicly executed.Lola’s voice was hoarse, barely making a sound after her screams were left to disappear into the air like they couldn't be heard.She saw the wounds and bruises forming on his face and his skin was turning blue from the lack of air. His bloodshot eyes looked pleadingly into Jax’s as the stake was driven into his flesh.Lola turned halfway, she cast a last desperate glance at Justin and Jax and then she turned to Ash. “If you let this happen I swear to god I will never speak to you again. You will be dead to me now and forever and nothing you do will ever redeem you.” She seethed, spit fle
They were all back at the mansion. A group of Omegas had been called to clean up the mess made in the restaurant. Of course, when they were done, it was immaculate and cleaner than before the fight broke out, not a speck of blood could be seen.Melissa was sitting on the couch with her hands wrapped around a steaming cup of tea given to her by the chef. Lola’s cup was on the table, the steam rose and disappeared and the smell of camomile wafted in the air.The chef had looked at the girls and sighed, his face twisted with worry when he noticed how far off they were from the girls he first met all those months ago. Lola paced around the living room and refused to go anywhere or do anything until she saw that Justin was alright.Footsteps closed in on them, sounding louder and heavier the closer they got and she knew it was a man.Ash stepped inside and raised his brow when he saw Lola’s determined expression.“Enjoy your tea?” He asked, glancing at the untouched cup sitting on the gla
“You’re so thickheaded!” She seethed and tried to step back. His hand shot out on the low of her back and he pulled her in.She looked at him now and saw two people, the Jax she knew and loved- the one who showed her a life where she was deserving of happiness and a trusting partner. And then there was the other Jax, the possessive Alpha who wanted, not to love her, but keep her, like an artifact to put in his library and look at when he pleased. It was like he couldn't make up his mind on where he stood with their marriage and she realized that the notion of soulmates was a joke. Because how can you love someone and treat them like property?“I can't let you go.” He repeated.“But you also don't want me. What is wrong with you?” “I don’t know!” He said without missing a beat. He opened his mouth to speak but quickly closed it. Did Jax know just what he had caused? What he was continuously doing by pulling the leash around her neck and not allowing her to be free from him. The air
PROLOGUE5 years earlier.Lola: 16 years old.The ground was painted red. The blood ran in a stream down the cracks and into the river. Little red clouds formed under the water, and she stared with tear-filled eyes at the bodies from which the blood was escaping. Her hands held the lives she had just taken, and her mind held the sounds of their screams. Their eyes were still wide open as they stared at their faith, she who had ended them all, she who nobody could escape.With shaky hands, she pulled their bodies to the river and placed them down. The last one was particularly difficult to let go of, her hands refusing to open as she held him under the water. The life had drained from his eyes, his heart had stopped beating, and his body hadn’t moved for minutes. Yet, she couldn’t part from him.Closing her eyes and filling her lungs with air, her fingers slowly spread. She watched as her father went with the stream.*Chapter 1.“Lola!”Lola turned her heavy head to look at Melissa, fin
Lola's studio apartment was dark and gloomy. The littlest light from the moon tried to seep in but barely reached inches over the floor. The wooden panels on the floor began to squeak as though someone had walked on them. Lola lay on her bed, with her head tossing back and forth as her mind filled with dreadful memories of a past not long forgotten.the creaking continues closer to her bed and she's too deep in sleep to notice him watching over her. He sees how her face is contorted in pain from her nightmare and the sweat that is forming on her face so he leans down, strokes her hair away from her face, and whispers, "Wake up."“No!” She sat up quickly in the bed and panted. She frantically looked around the room and into the dark corners of her apartment.“Who— Who’s there?” Lola’s words were hoarse and frightened, and she felt a presence around her. Somebody was watching her, but why couldn’t she see them?She shook her head free from the thoughts and the nightmares and laid back do
“I can’t believe how obsessed everyone has gotten! I mean, seriously, did you hear Lisa? She wants to marry the man,” Melissa boasted aloud as they walked to the café after school.“Man?” Lola asked with a raised brow and a disbelieving expression- Man was a little too much in her opinion. She was, however, glad that it had been three days since their interaction in the auditorium, and he hadn’t tried to talk to her again since.“It’s all I hear in class, Jax, Jax, Jax…” Melissa said, bobbing her head mockingly to the side each time she said his name.Lola opened the door and smirked at her friend while jokingly remarking, “Sounds like someone has a crush.”Melissa scoffed and pretended to shiver from the idea.“I’ll leave the crush to the bottle blondes who fantasize about marrying rich.” They laughed and walked into the café.The woman behind the desk was hurriedly writing down on a paper and looking at her wristwatch. Her hair was a mess from having stood over the milk steamer for
She turned around and immediately looked for Mellissa; she was sitting, entranced in the music, waving her hands in the air, completely oblivious to what was happening behind her.“She’s fine, for now. Whether or not it stays that way is entirely up to you,” he said with an amused glint in his eyes and a smolder that spoke more of his insanity than his words ever could.“Who are you?” Lola asked. Her body was pressed against his as his hand held on her lower back.“I’m Chuck, and you’re Lola,” he said matter-of-factly.She wondered for the second time that week how these strangers could know her name when most people barely even knew she existed.Upon seeing the wheels spin in her mind with the many questions she held on her tongue, Chuck smiled in amusement. Lola felt the other day, when she had first met them, that something was off. Something was trying to warn her, but she mistook danger for desire. Staring into Chuck’s taunting eyes, she felt another pair of eyes burning on the s
The birds chirped outside the open windows. The sun was beaming in and lighting up the room in a nice change from the days of rain they’d had in Wild Cliff. “She’ll be okay. She just needs some rest. Don’t go in there right now, Alpha, or you’ll scare her.” “She’s waking up. I hear her groans.” His deep voice rang through the wall, but the words didn’t quite reach Lola’s groggy mind. “You shouldn’t be the first person she sees,” an older woman said from behind the closed doors. Her voice was raspy and stern, just like that school teacher who mothered all her students. “Fine. When she’s up, you let me know right away.” His steps took him down the hallway. The thick carpet mellowed his heavy feet, and the door creaked open as the lady entered. She carefully closed it behind her, taking her time so as not to startle the patient. Lola’s eyes began to flutter open with caution. Her hands reached around her body, and a person used to the routine and the safety of home didn’t need much