AxelIt’s a vibrant Sunday morning when we land in the Maldives. They say a honeymoon is like a blue lagoon; you would want to dive deeper to drown in sheer pleasure, but I feel otherwise; Robin is speaking with the hotel manager, asking for an extra mattress so she can sleep on the floor. What kind of husband am I if I book two separate rooms for us here?I stand a few inches away behind her, watching the whole scene of bargaining where I find her face beautiful even in the true colors of dismay. Her face contorts sourly, and her golden yellow eyes are beaming with so much conviction.“I told you Axel made a mistake arranging our rooms.”Lea is the hotel manager's name in her nameplate, I wish her peace and serenity, but both will be impossible with my feisty little wife nagging like her mom.“You mean your husband, ma'am?” Lea is forcing a pleasant smile for Roe out of her hospitality.“I can call him a wanker or whichever I want; you said the hotel is fully booked; I understand tha

I glance at him as he pushes his body, hugging me from behind.“Why did you stop?”“I didn't want to take advantage of the fact that you are pretty under the influence of alcohol; why don’t we sleep instead?”I sense the spirit of drunkenness departing my body at one time.“That is so nice of you.”That is sniffing my neck like a dog, “You're right, I owe you for agreeing to marry me, and I’m wrong to act like I own you or something.”Axel knows how to apologize; I’m taken back for a behavior change.“What has gotten into you today? What made you say things to me?”I move a little away from him, “You are my wife on paper at least; I should take care of you.Take care of me? Wow, no one has told me these sweet words, even Rolf.“You don't have to worry about me; take care of your mother Axel, she needs you more than I do.”Axel glides his arms across to my waist, pulling me closer, “Just for tonight, allow me to sleep beside you.”I never utter another word, my eyes are heavy, and I li

I watch Axel set the table to eat; he prepares a simple pasta in olive oil with shrimp. The whole kitchen is filled with a delicious aroma. He looks sexy, flexing his biceps unintentionally as he moves smoothly. My mind is full of naked pictures of him.In humiliation, I bite my lower lip; I should not drool for a man like a starving little girl. He is perfect, in all ways in my eyes, in every angle, I’m hopeless, a little push, and I'm inside the trap bag.“I got us some red wine.” He lifts the bottle as I watch his movements. I want to drip into his body like gold, but it isn't possible; I’m too shy to jump into him and initiate a little kiss.I pull my mouth for a slight grin; Axel joins me at the table, “Dig in.” I like to ask which food I will dig in, him or his prepared food.Armie, can you hear me? Help me calm down.“Everything okay? Don’t you like it?”I shake my head sideways, “No, it smells good.”“Right, but you keep playing with the food using your fork.” I grasp the disa

Robin"You could have said goodbye, you know, you're rude. '' Armie keeps talking to me in my head from the time I get on the plane until I arrive at Central City."Even if I say goodbye, it isn't going to change anything, Armie, and you are my wolf. You're supposed to be stopping me with Axel. You know that it's wrong to marry a human; you know I broke several rules That are sacred to our kind."Armie does not answer; I feel like I offend her with my words, but what else can I say? She has to pick a side, and Armie has no choice but to choose mine. I can't afford her counter-flowing me.Axel is someone who needs my help, and that's what he will be moving forward. I'm wrong to expect physical attention and affection from a stranger; I just met. I'm nuts for marrying him.As I open the door of my house, a familiar wolfy scent is overtaking the tip of my nose."How're the Himalayan mountains? Did you catch some wild bears?"Rolf doesn't throw me a look; he is cold and quiet like he alwa

RobinI'm boiling with madness for him; how dare he talk so lowly of me. I click the ground floor button leaving the business tower. My hands are trembling. I'm so full of hatred for the man. I have nothing for him but good, yet he betrays me, and I know that Axel isn't even sorry; he talks with pride and ego. An altogether prudent guy!I pave out of the tower before my demons cripple inside of me, and my eyes blacken for waiting to break Axel's bones or snap his neck for all the malicious accusations he had for me."Take a deep whiff, Ria suppress your anger; you might shapeshift here for the first time, and I can't hold it longer."Armie is talking to me in my head, reminding me to keep my cool, but I can't help myself; he deserves my wrath; I ground my teeth hard until I taste the blood on my lips.I signal for a cab, and tell the driver my home address; moments later, I'm quickly opening my front door."Breath in, breathe out, Ria." I shut my eyes, trying to control the unleashing