Ella shakes her head as she stares steadily at her friend."You suck, Emily," Ella says to her, and when she looks sharply at her, she says, " I mean you suck at lying.""I am not lying. Let's not be going back and forth over the same thing...""Last time, when I called you, you told me you sold the trailer park and moved in with your mother's sister. You told me you had even found a job and working or have you forgotten about all that?"Oh no. She had totally forgotten. She is screwed. She made up that story the day she was feeling stressed after discovering her father's last plea to the Alpha had been to marry her.And then she forgot about it, making up a completely different story today. How is she going to explain her way out of this? She has just been neatly Cornered. One of the things stress makes you do is to forget things you said or did, or where you place stuff, and it can be so annoying and frustrating.She stares at Ella with a worried expression on her face."Ella, there

Emily pushes him away from her gently."Thanks for your concern. But I am fine, really," she hugs herself as she moves away from him. "Less of those hugs, please, unless we are in the presence of the Alpha."Why, he would like to ask her, but remains silent. Did she feel something as well? Did she feel the way he felt when he held her soft, petite body? That would make him feel better, because he definitely feels like a psycho for feeling attracted to a girl he shouldn't. She is right. It is inappropriate for them to hug, the action feels wrong in every way. If he continued touching her every opportunity he got, he would make her fall for him, or worse, he would end up falling for her and risk being tied up to her which in turn would get him tied up to this place forever, something he doesn't even want to think about.He nods his head, then explains to her the new design he has chosen for his house, asking if she likes it. If not, he says, he would like her to make her own suggestions,

Looking at the man in the picture, she now understands why she's always had the looks of a half Mexican girl. The thick dark hair, eyes and and eyebrows, she got it all from her father. He was a really handsome man, nothing short of perfect.When her eyes move to pay close attention to the woman in the picture, she almost screams and almost drops the object to the floor.It is the fiery red hair she has always dreamed about, telling her that she is the only hope of White Wolf pack.Sweet Lord! She realizes the pack she is standing in is called White Wolf Pack. Could it be that she is a seer of some sort? How come she dreams of such things?That is her mother, it all makes sense now. The day Travis (is it Trevor? she can't remember the name of the demon lord correctly) killed her mother and tried to take her with him. She wonders what she did to escape him, another thing that will forever remain unknown.Unless if Travis decides to repeat the story of what happened to someone, because h

Alpha Marcus drags his legs upstairs to his bedroom, and when he gets there, he throws himself on the bed and hugs his pillow.He has given strict orders to the servants not to have his beddings washed or changed because he doesn't want to get rid of the scent that always keeps him calm and sane. He needs the scent more now as he is dealing with challenging issues in his life.He grabs his pillow and covers his whole face in it, taking a good long whiff of it.He knew Mathew would convince Emily to date him one of these days, but so soon after the day they challenged each other? He definitely did not see this coming.He has even moved in her room, which means that the two of them might have already gotten intimate with each other. Even if they haven't yet, they are going to now. He has witnessed the two of them kiss each other like their lives depended on it, and he could tell from the way they looked at each other that it was no show. He could even smell the desire in the air, and he

The feeling of someone watching her causes Emily to wake up the next morning. Opening her eyes, she is surprised to see Mathew leaning towards her on the bed, watching her face like she is some kind of bizarre artifact he has stumbled upon."You should know doing that is weird and rude," she turns her head away from his then sits up."Not as weird as you sleeping with your mouth wide open. What if something fell in it?"What...did she sleep with her mouth wide open? That is embarrassing to know. He saw her sleeping with her mouth wide open. This is the first time she has learned about this, or can it be that he is lying to her just to get under her skin?"I wasn't sleeping with my mouth open, you jest.""I won't argue," he says. "I will just capture you the next time I see you sleeping like that. Then I will show you in the morning."She scowls at him as he straightens up."You are not here to watch me sleep, you are here to sleep.""Right. But I can't help myself, I find watching you