Sarah The lunch crowd was starting to filter into the Śalvon restaurant as I exited the car. I instructed Rob to drive around the block and be back here in thirty minutes. Though reluctant, he left without a word. After the incident at the parking lot, Rob has been more protective every time we stepped out. It was difficult to shake him off my side. But I knew it was his way of apologizing and showing appreciation. Lucas didn't carry out his threat on Rob but, he made sure Rob knew I was the reason he was still breathing. I stood back, letting an older couple go through the revolving doors first, taking the time to rehearse my speech. I was meeting an investor, Mr Ken Portley. Lucas had given me his contact and asked that I set up a meeting with him. All I had to do now was convince him that SC Atlantic Enterprise wasn't a lost cause. One of the hostesses took my coat and asked for my name. “I'm here to see the Portley party.” I smiled at her warm reception. The restauran

Ryder “You've gotten over your head if you think you can get rid of me that easily,” Alexis shouted, her voice could be heard from across the room. “I'll make sure you have no one to run back to.” “Lower your voice!” I ordered. Alim was in the next room and I didn't want him to have to listen in on our conversation. “No, I won't.” “Yes, you will and you'll do so right now. Or I'll take your precious little card and put an end to your excess spending.” “No, you wouldn't,” she retorted, but her voice was down a notch. “You're not denouncing me to run back to your infertile ex.” I ran a hand through my thick mop of hair. Ever since I had kissed Sarah, I haven't been able to shake it off my mind. Every day, relieving the memory was torture, knowing she was only a few miles away from me. After our brief meeting at the restaurant yesterday, I knew I couldn't pretend anymore. I couldn't pretend to live a lie with Alexis. Not anymore. Not when my heart beats for someone else. I

Sarah Something startled me from my sleep. I heard the sound of movement around me as I tried to allow my sleepy eyes to adjust to the dark room. I turned on the bedside lamp on the table. "Is anyone here?" I called out groggily. I looked closely around me from the comfort of my bed. My room was spacious and the bed was set in the center of it. The canopy covering the bed was draped with shrill white lace curtains which were tied back with a thong to the bedpost. Only a couch sat by the window, overlooking the streets. I heard the noise again. It was coming from the farther corner of my room. I squinted my eyes in the direction of the noise. A pair of huge yellow eyes stared at me from the dark corner of my closet. My heart stopped beating for a second. Fear crippled me to my bed and dulled my senses. I felt dizzy as memories of the last time I had seen yellow eyes in a corner, came rushing back. It was back to finish the job; that was all my head could think. It mov

SarahI sat on the floor of the toilet and stuffed my fist into my mouth, screaming till my lungs felt raw. Everything happening was beginning to take a toll on me.I'd lost track of the reason why I was back here, in Nightshade pack, in the first place —to have my revenge on Ryder.Now, I'm saddled with unwanted feelings and dead animals appearing in my bed. I was letting Ryder affect me. I was letting him get to my head and body.I shuddered, shaking off the memories that threatened to cloud my mind.I stopped screaming and began to laugh. I hear the madness in it.I didn't care.I was already mad thinking I could live a lie. I knew sooner or later, I would have to accept the truth. It was useless fighting it.The truth that, I'll never be immune to Ryder. Beneath the layers of hate and mistrust, my heart still ached to be loved by that monster.But first, I intended to burn the bridge that ties us—our past. Every inch of it. And if we're able to survive the aftermath, then my heart

Sarah My eyes fluttered open as I regained consciousness. A dull ache was just beginning to take root in my head. I tried to raise my hand to my temple but it was stuck. Slowly, my eyes moved over my body. I took a deep, shaky breath when I realized that my body was wrapped to a chair, with a twine. Subconsciously, I tugged at it, wanting to see how strong it could hold. It didn't give, instead, it dug deeper, biting into my skin. I felt the bite move around my body. I was trapped. Where am I? Why am I tied to a chair? What is that awful smell? It was making me nauseous. Slowly, my memories came flooding back. The hand on my mouth. The attack in the woods. Someone must have brought me here and tied me up. Was it Ryder? Was he really desperate to prove himself? Or was he just plain mad? Has he brought me here to finish the job his beta, Trevor failed to do? A noise in the room caught my attention. Someone was in here with me. The thought of Ryder being here made me furiou