Sally
I park my car right outside Ashton’s mansion and look up at the tall building with a jarring feeling in my chest.
This is the place where Ashton and I made love. This is also the place where he rejected me and ordered his men to take me to the pack doctor to have an abortion. It’s painful being here, like a death sentence, really.
Sighing, I get out of my car and enter the building, freezing when I see a beautiful pregnant woman wearing a white dress. She must be the woman Ashton thought was a much worthier partner than me. I can see it in her eyes, the absolute confidence. She purses her lips and walks towards me, chin held high.
“You must be Sally the Omega,” she says. It’s clear that she doesn’t think much of me. “I’ve heard so much about you. You’re to be our new nanny, yes?”
“Yes, I’m—”
“Don’t talk! Just nod for yes or shake your head for no. I won’t have a measly Omega talk to me. You are way too weak to be taken seriously. Do you understand?”
I blink at her for a moment, taken aback by the venom in her tone. But I swallow my words and give a slight nod with my head. She smiles, satisfied that I understand the rules of engagement she has just set up.
“Good,” she says, clapping her hands together in glee. “I’m Lady Blair, and I’m your new master. Now, Ashton, Seth, and I have some matters to discuss. I want you to clean the nursery and prepare it for my baby.”
She points towards a door at the end of the grand hallway. I assume it’s the nursery. The thought of preparing a room for Ashton’s child that he will soon have with this woman clenches my heart with sorrow. But what choice do I have? This is my life now, isn’t it?
I give her another solemn nod before she turns away from me, marching up the stairs like a queen leading her kingdom. As she disappears from my view, I notice Seth looking down at me from the top of the stairs.
My lips curve. When I was a little kid, I used to play with Ashton and Seth all the time. We were all friends when we were kids, but their positions in the pack have changed things. I’m no longer their friend, but at least Seth isn’t mean to me. That doesn’t mean he is nice, either, though.
Suddenly, there is a chuckle inside my head. ‘You know, if you invited me inside my brother’s mansion, your life would become much easier, Sally.’
Ryan.
Fear coils within me, but so does lust. Our kiss is fresh in my memory. Still, I don’t let it get to me and speak back to Ryan in my mind. ‘You would murder them all, wouldn’t you?’
‘Yes.’
I breathe a laugh. ‘As blunt as always...’
‘I am,’ he doesn’t sound one bit sorry for it either. If anything, I bet he is amused. ‘I find it interesting that you’re a scaredy cat around my brother and your pack, but with me, you have a backbone.’
I blink repeatedly. He has a point. I’m not as afraid of saying what I’m thinking when it’s Ryan, I’m speaking to. Then again, he isn’t part of the pack.
‘Ahh, so it’s a hierarchy thing,’ Ryan snickers. ‘Damn, you pureblooded werewolves really are brainwashed.’
“Easy for you to say,” I retort, gathering my resolve and heading towards the nursery. “You’re a rogue. You’re alone and have no one to keep you warm. I would rather follow my Alpha than die alone like you most certainly will.”
‘Touché.’ His voice is filled with mirth, making me shake my head. It’s unsettling how easily we have slipped into this strange friendship. He is a murderer, for crying out loud. I shouldn’t be talking with him!
‘Would you believe me if I told you my brother’s men attacked me first, and they only died because they wouldn’t give up trying to kill me?’
I pause. ‘Is that the truth?’
No answer.
“Sally?” Seth’s voice pulls me away from my thoughts. I turn and look at him; his features have softened into a look of concern. “Are you okay?”
“I’m... Yeah, I’m fine,” I reply quickly, trying to gather my courage as I push the door to the nursery open.
It’s a large room with pastel blue walls and letters hanging on one side spelling out ‘Welcome Baby.’ There are toys scattered on the floor, with a white crib in the middle of the room.
There isn’t much cleaning needed except for the dust and misplaced toys. As I start picking up the toys and placing them into a basket, I can’t help but wonder if this was what Ashton had imagined our future to be like: a child of our own playing in this nursery. But that dream has now become a nightmare.
After spending what felt like hours cleaning up the nursery and reorganizing it under her meticulous instructions passed onto me by no other than Seth, who seemed apologetic about everything, I finally fall onto the soft rug in exhaustion.
I close my eyes only for a moment when a soft voice rings in my head again. ‘Quite an exhausting day you’ve had,’ Ryan remarks.
‘You don’t say?’ I reply sarcastically, wishing for once he would leave me alone.
‘You’re sassy when you’re tired,’ he replies, amused.
I groan internally, my mind is too tired to argue with the rogue hybrid. How do I make him leave me alone?
Ryan chuckles. ‘Alright, alright...I will go.’
‘...I forgot that you’re basically reading my mind.’
‘How could you forget?’
‘I don’t know...’
‘Weirdo,’ he teases, but I can feel his presence start to fade.
After a few minutes of silence, I find the strength to stand and take one last look around the nursery. It’s neater than before, though it would never be perfect in my eyes. Not with the circumstances.
Just as I’m about to leave the room, Blair comes strolling down the corridor. She is eating a banana and stops in her tracks while chewing. “Looks nice in here. Good job.”
I blush. “Thanks—” before I can finish my sentence, Blair slaps my face, making me reel back. I stare up at her and she is fuming.
“Now, what did I say about speaking?!” She hisses and slaps me again with burning eyes. “You’re a filthy Omega and have no right to speak to me!”
My eyes close when I feel her slapping me again and again until, finally, she is satisfied. But when I look up, she isn’t entirely done. Just to clarify that she is in charge, she throws the banana peel on the floor.
“Pick it up, slave,” she growls, stomping on the banana peel underneath her shoe to smudge it out. “And clean the floors again. You missed a spot.”
What a freaking b....! Is this my life now?!
Frustration coils within me. I want to punch Blair and scream out loud. I lost my mate. I lost my daughter, and now…and now my life is a freaking prison! I’m just so…tired of it all. Yet I say nothing. I hold my tongue and give Blair a nod.
Why?
Because what they all say is true: I’m a weakling, and nothing will ever change. There are no happy endings for an Omega.
Sally It’s been a long week working for Lady Blair. For a second there, I thought the week would never end, so after I’m done with my shift, I’m so relieved. I’ve cleaned every nook and cranny of this huge mansion. I’ve spent an incredible amount of hours doing it, too, but tomorrow I’m free. And it’s much needed. I walk briskly to my room on the top floor. The room is dimly lit, with spider nests in every corner. It needs to be cleaned, but I’m too tired for that. I bury my head in the pillow and let my walls crash down. All day, I’ve been forced to put on a brave front, but not here. Now that I’m alone, I’m free to let the storm blow over. I no longer have to pretend I’m unaffected by all of this. I can cry in peace and let my walls cave down. And who can blame me for sobbing like a baby? My life is terrible! I’m living in the same mansion as the mate who rejected me. His new woman is my master. She is pregnant. I’m to become their nanny. Do you know what the sickest part i
SallyRyan’s voice, sultry and teasing, washes over me. “Did you like it when I dashed us through the forest?” He has this insufferable smirk plastered on his face, radiating such over-the-top confidence that I’m half-tempted to knock him down a peg or two.But, fuck it, the truth is I loved it. I loved the feel of him - all muscle and raw power - as he cradled me close against his chest and tore through the trees with his surreal vampire strength. Every gust of wind blasting against my skin made me feel electric with life, but hell would have to freeze over before I would admit any of this to Ryan.Despite his god-like appearance and vampire charm, I still don’t fully trust him. Taking me out on this date is probably him trying to make me trust him to betray me later. Maybe even persuade me to betray my pack at some point? That won’t happen, though. I’m just here to have fun.“Not too shabby,” I say, managing to keep my face impassive and lips devoid of any smile—no sign whatsoever t
SallyIt’s been an hour since Ryan and I arrived at the club, and so far, I’m not enjoying my time. Raven and her friend, Jessica, are sitting on either side of Ryan, and both of them seem interested in the handsome hybrid.“And then Laura said she would try to drink her blood from a wineglass next time...”My eyes narrow as I listen to Raven’s story. She and Jessica are regular vampires, but Ryan’s hybrid status doesn’t seem to scare them. Quite the contrary. They are VERY into him, and Raven is currently squeezing his muscular arm through his shirt as if she owns the man.“I see,” Ryan says without looking at any of the women sitting beside him. Instead, he is studying my face as if searching for something. A reaction, maybe?Well, then he will be left disappointed because he won’t be getting one from me. I don’t care that he is surrounded by women. Not one bit. The more the merrier, right?‘Aren’t you jealous?’ Ryan asks through telepathy.I swallow thickly before thinking my answe
Sally When I walk up to the mansion after my night out with Ryan, I’m not too surprised to see that Ashton is waiting for me by the gates. I had a feeling someone would go and check on the guards. Ashton crosses his thick arms over his chest. “Where the hell have you been?! Do you know what time it is?” He is using his Alpha tone that’s made me shake in fear a billion times before. But I’m not consumed by fear, not tonight. I’ve spent hours with Ryan, someone who is far more dangerous than Ashton. So, it’s honestly a waste of time being afraid of my Alpha. So, instead of being afraid of Ashton, I’m irritated by his presence and roll my eyes. “It’s really none of your business.” “Oh, it is my business!” he spits out. “You’re a member of my pack, and you’re also working for me—I own you and demand to know where you’ve been!” My eyes narrow. “I was at the rave club downtown.” “The vampire club?!” there is a vein on Ashton’s forehead that looks about ready to burst. Poor guy needs t
RyanI’ve never been in love. Why? Because I don’t age. I’ve lived for...I don’t know how many years. I just know that I’m stuck as a twenty-five-year-old guy forever, and because of this, I decided never to make a woman mine. I don’t want to watch them age. It would hurt too much.Instead, I told myself that my mother and half-brother were the only two people I needed in my life. But my mother was murdered by my half-brother’s pack a year ago, and my half-brother? Well, he is no longer considered a close friend of mine. I call him little brother to tease him, but in reality, I’m the older one. Not that it matters. After I’ve murdered him and his pack, I won’t have any relatives left.But lately, there’s been one person I can’t get out of my head. Sally the Omega has been haunting my thoughts for days now. It’s strange; I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I’m the bad guy in the story for crying out loud! I don’t do feelings.But here I am with a different woman in my arms, a
Sally“Don’t you want to hold your baby?” the pack doctor asks Blair for the second time.“Uh, no?” Blair responds from her bed and laughs. “I mean, I’ve been pregnant for two months already. Can’t I get a freaking break?”The doctor looks stunned.Blair has just given birth to a beautiful daughter inside her own room. The whole childbirth took less than an hour with the pack doctor’s magic. Blair isn’t in any pain at all, which must be why the pack doctor is so surprised about her unwillingness to tend to her own baby.I’m not surprised. Not even a little bit. Blair never had a maternal aura about her, and I am aware that postpartum depression is a real issue for many women after childbirth. It can manifest as intense feelings of sadness, anxiety, and exhaustion that linger long after the baby is born.But this isn’t postpartum.Blair is just a diva who doesn’t have time for babies. She is already typing on her phone, probably planning on drinking now that she isn’t pregnant, while t
SallyTAP TAP TAP!I can’t help but sigh when I hear the tapping on my window. Ryan coming over whenever Ashton isn’t around has become a regular occurrence, and I don’t even need to turn around to know it’s him. For the past week, he has been persistently asking me to let him in, and of course, tonight, when the pack is out hunting the demon bear wreaking havoc, Ryan has decided to seize the opportunity.Gently, I lift Gwyneth from her crib and sigh. She giggles as Ryan taps on the window, and I give her a stern look. “Don’t encourage him,” I scold, “he may be your uncle, but believe me, inviting him in would not end well.”“It would be perfectly safe to let me inside!” Ryan argues. “Besides, there is a big demon bear out there, and if you let me inside, I could protect you!”I can’t help but snort at his statement. “Oh please, Ryan. Last time I checked, bears aren’t capable of opening doors. And as for protecting us...well, let’s just say we need protection from you.”He pouts, and
SallyI can feel Ryan’s body stiffen under my touch before he withdraws to stare down at me. His eyes look as confused as I feel. What are we doing?“I want you.”My knees turn weak, and I swear the floor dips beneath me, his confession taking up too much air. Ryan seems just as aghast by his words, his eyes going wide and his breathing turning fast. But he doesn’t try to take back his words. Instead, he takes a deep breath and says, “Tell me you don’t want me, too, and I will leave.”My mouth opens. I’m about to deny how wet I am for him, but the words never come. I stand there, staring up at him while keeping my hands on his right pectoral muscle. It’s the smallest of contact. And yet, it’s everything. His nipples are hard, and my breath hitches.Most of all, I want his shirt on the floor so I can lick his abs and bite his nipples. Shamelessly, I feel him up and see what he is hiding underneath his boxers.A quick glance up tells me Ryan would let me do whatever the heck I wanted wi