“I’m perfectly capable of walking to the bus stop, I appreciate the offer but no thanks.” Amira tries to walk around the car, but Calix moves in her away, startling her. “Just get in the car, Amira, before I lose my temper,” he growls. He parks the car and gets out to come around to her side and open the door. She half expects him to shove her inside the car like a poor kidnapping attempt, but instead, he stands there and impatiently gestures for her to get in the car. Her legs decide to move on their own and she walks to the passenger door, too tired to argue any further with anyone at this point and just craves her bed the most right now. “Why are you so angry?” she asks once he is back in the car. He throws the car into drive and takes off down the driveway, the pack house quickly getting smaller in the rearview mirror. “No man should ever have a woman walk home after the shit he’s put you through,” he gr
Amira lays flat on her bed, going over yet another eventful day in her life while she tries to ignore the buzzing of her phone from the endless calls and texts, the same name popping up on her screen. Isaac hasn’t stopped trying to speak with her since she ran off, she wonders why he didn’t just run after her then. That just further proves that deep down, he never truly cared about her the way she does for him and was more interested in the business and financial opportunities Amira’s parents provided him, giving them a vast majority of the production projects that have helped their pack flourish recently. Although they are a pack of werewolves and govern as such, they are also members of society and make their wealth through traditional business with others. The Lund family has made most of their wealth working in the manufacturing business, creating buildings and constructing equipment and supplies for different businesses. Amira’s family, with her parents
Amira sits at the very back of the class and tries to pick someone tall or large to sit behind to obscure her view of the classroom front. She feels this is the only way she will be able to focus at all during this class, with Calix standing front and center everywhere she looks. Despite trying to avoid his gaze, she can still feel the heat of it on her forehead as she burns a hole into her textbook. The heat from his smouldering gaze is enough to cause warmth to pool through her stomach, even from the distance she is at. She is so focused on not paying attention to him that she doesn’t realize until he wraps up a class that he is the very person she is supposed to pay attention to, or at least what he is saying. But she hasn’t heard a word by the end of it and is left wondering if she can even participate in this class. She was already regretting taking it before, this is the final reason for her to drop it before it’s too late. Amira waits unti
Finally, Amira has a day off in her school schedule at the end of the week, when she doesn’t have any classes and thanks to it being the first week, she hasn’t received any homework or assignments. Meaning, that she has all the time in the world to work at her father’s office to earn some spending money and get a footing in the place before she gets her official position. Her father still has yet to tell her what that position is, but for now, she works as his assistant, similar to the assistant he already has but this gives Helena an extra day off while still being paid, so she can tend to her 6-month-old daughter and 2-year-old son and have a surprise day off with them. Amira’s father pays her very well for her job, giving her the ability to afford a full-time nanny, but no mother wants their child to be raised by a stranger. Amira does get paid for the day, but not nearly as much as Helena does, which prevents her father from having to expend too much extr
Amira is too distracted by his fingers tracing the outline of her mouth to fully process that he has admitted being overjoyed knowing she and Isaac broke up, which means he can swoop in for the taking. Before she can argue, he continues speaking. “That doesn’t mean I am the least bit satisfied seeing you shed so much as a tear, no matter who or what it is for. But I promise you this, you will not shed a single one over that boy again.” Seeing her eyes cast downward, he caresses her cheek to try and comfort her, asking if she is truly all right. “I’m fine, but heartbreak doesn’t end in a day. It will take me a long time to get over this, and I’m not interested in jumping into another relationship right now,” she says. “I think you’ve misunderstood me, Amira, and I’m to blame for that.” She frowns. “What misunderstanding?” “Discovering my mate, both my wolf and I were overjoyed, but maybe a little too much so. I don
Amira has been able to go through the rest of the week without any more random popups during school or surprise visits at work from Isaac. This hasn’t stopped her from being on edge every time her phone goes off, nor has it kept her from checking over her shoulder every time she walks the school hallways or leaves a class. After an entire week though, it seems Isaac really is going to keep good on finally leaving her alone, while Calix is also keeping good on his word of pursuing her every chance he gets. At school the following day on Tuesday, when she went to the cafeteria as usual to buy her lunch, she was gifted with a free meal, the lunch lady told her she was able to get whatever she wanted, courtesy of a secret admirer. Amira knew better than that who was really behind it, with Calix making his grand appearance minutes after she had sat down to enjoy her meal. He followed that up with having a large bouquet of wildflowers waiting for her at her father’s
It is the day of Isaac’s Alpha ceremony, and after Amira finally explains everything that has happened between her and Isaac after their interrogation during dinner the other night, her mother goes above and beyond to make sure her daughter looks the best she can possibly look. Her mother loans her a pastel blue, floor-length gown that has a slit running up the right side of the dress to give more mobility, as the silk material hugs her waist and hips. Amira’s chest is a little larger than her mother’s was when she was younger, the material around her chest stretching to fit a little and the thin spaghetti straps sinking into her skin slightly. Other than that, it is a perfect fit and gives her mother a brief emotional throwback to her own days as a young woman, seeing herself in Amira as they share the same strawberry blonde hair that she wears down in soft curls for the night. After picking a simple pair of short tear-drop diamond earrings, she hears a honk
Everyone in the room has frozen on the spot and is watching the three of them, most gazing at Isaac, wondering what he is going to do next as he stomps up to Amira and Calix. He stops in front of Amira and grabs her arm roughly, bringing her closer and looking down at her neck – to the spot where Calix left a mark earlier. While she was enjoying herself, she forgot to cover her neck and her hair must have revealed the mark. “How were you able to see it from that far away?” Calix asks. It is then she realizes that he also has his hand on Isaac, gripping the forearm of the arm that is holding Amira. “I didn’t see it at first, I could smell it from all the way across the room. I’m the only person in this room who knows her unique smell and when someone else has tainted it,” Isaac growls. Calix throws him off of Amira and stands in front of her, everyone else around them now crowding in to see the fight. “What in the hell is