Clarissa's P.O.V."As I will ever be, I guess." Taking a deep breath, I walked out of the library, ready for the next step of my life.The sun had set long ago, and within that setting, sunlight came the tiny twinkling lights along the grass that illuminated a small walkway. The girls stood behind me and ushered me to follow the path, and with a smile upon my face, I nodded. This was it.My feet moved slowly forward, and my eyes cast into the distance. I knew that Antonio was at the end of this walkway, and I was making my way towards him and our future. There was nothing more that I wanted than to spend the rest of my life with him. I couldn't stop thinking about everything that had happened over the past few months. From the first time I met him; to the first time he kissed me. The way his breath felt against my skin and the look in his eyes when he was staring at me. Nothing but utter happiness filled my soul when I was with Antonio. I felt safe; protected. I would love him for al
Antonio's P.O.V.Waking up, I couldn't help but smile as I thought of my beautiful mate. She was officially my Luna and the mother figure of the pack. She was beyond what I had ever dreamed of having for a mate and far more the woman anyone could have imagined her to be.Sure, she was different, but those differences were nothing that would change my opinion of her.Looking over to her side of the bed, I noticed the vacant spot and how cold the area felt. Knowing her, she probably had gone downstairs to get something to eat. Lord knows my mate loved Martha's cooking.Wasting no time, I quickly climbed from the bed and jumped in the shower. It would be a very long day, and there was so much that needed to be done.A knock came on my bedroom door as I was pulling on my shirt, and without being able to answer it, Joseph came barging into the room. I found myself shocked as to what would make him seem too frantic, "Joseph, what is the problem? You look pale, my friend." I chuckled and cont
The sharpness of him on my lips made the sensation of hunger run through me. I had the desire to gorge on him once more, but I knew that was just what he wanted.I could not breathe, and I could not get my mind back in check; it was as if he had done something to me. The distant roar of him was evident as he picked up my scent, its trail leading him right to the prize he desired."Fuck!" I cursed loudly as I pushed harder.My bare feet flying across the forest floor with unprecedented speed. There was pure fear that coursed through my very soul. The only thought I could comprehend between it all was that I didn't want to die.If he caught up to me, there would never be another chance to escape. He would eliminate me if he could not have me, and the only thing I could think of was, how could I be so stupid?I had become a victim in his mind games and made a fool of myself. I should never have gone off alone and unprotected.My heart throbbed at the loss of him, but my mind reminded me o
Clarissa's P.O.VSleep--- What is sleep? It was something I knew nothing of, at least not without pestilent dreams. However, there was something about dark chocolate that seemed to settle the pallet well. I could not deny that I was addicted.Rotating the square piece of chocolate in my hand, I gazed at it with a soft smile on my face. Intense Dark Chocolate- 72% cocoa. My mouth watered, reading the label, but my blue eyes gazed towards the café door, chiming as it opened, pulling me out of my satisfaction.The sounds of the wading crowds outside came trickling through the front door—It was coffee time, as my shirt so gladly described. There was never a time in my life that I could remember not liking the hot refreshing beverage. Growing up in the south, you learn to love things that would not be so common at a young age. If I remember correctly, I could almost picture the young brown-haired, blue-eyed girl taking her first sip of her grandmother's coffee.The memory was so good I cou
Why did fate hate me so much?Fate had given me a gorgeous specimen of a man as my boss—well, boss of my boss.Yet, here I was making a horrible first impression.Putting on a front, I made my way to my cluttered desk. There was a method to my madness, even if my secretary would tell you otherwise.From the moment I walked into the room, I felt his watchful eyes on my figure. The sensation causing the hairs on the back of my neck to rise as my eyes darted towards the corner of my eye, trying to remain composed."Mr. Robbins— to what do I owe the pleasure?" I returned with a professional and questioning smile. He seemed to think over my remark while I pulled out my files and laid them on my desk. It was not typical for someone in his position to speak with the company's Junior Editor.I was just the paper girl doing the editors' job when she did not feel like doing it. A soft knock came from the door as Ashley, the receptionist, entered carrying a brown coffee cup. She was an astonishi
Alpha Antonio's P.O.V.~2 Hours before~ "Another," I ordered the bartender, who looked at me with wide eyes, shaking his head. He never questioned me. Every evening at this time, I stopped by the restaurant after work and got dinner and drinks. There was no one for me to rush home to. There was no place for me to be. I was the Alpha of Chicago's most prominent pack. Taking care of business was something I did on a regular basis. Most werewolf fans will tell you that werewolves live in mansions and do not work out in the ordinary world. They portray pictures of us just merely not existing with humans.It was all completely wrong.The world has always been full of otherworldly creatures. Werewolves, elves, vampires, and other weird figures.We don't hide like most would assume. We have just learned that it is not anyone's business, but ours. If we decided to share our existence with the world, we would, but it is not like we go out of our way. Humans were daft creatures an
Clarissa's P.O.V.I was glad that it was Saturday, but there was no glimmer of hope of getting sleep once again. This time, it wasn't nightmares that plagued my mind, though. It was the image of the strange man and the event I saw unfold that bothered me. Claws. Claws. Claws. At least, that is what my mind tried to tell me I witnessed. Perhaps work was causing me to lose my edge. Too many shifter novels, and late night sessions of binge reading. Letting out a sigh, my eyes cast towards the clock on my nightstand, watching the flashing red lights read half-past four in the evening. I was well aware of who had been blowing up my phone earlier in the evening. Deciding not to avoid the situation any longer, I picked up my phone and dialed Alyssa's number. The phone rang once as I heard the screeching voice on the other end, "Where the hell have you been?!" "I was asleep. Jesus, what was so important you had to blow my phone up thirty-two times?" The annoyance was clear in my voice as I
Clarissa's P.O.V.The girls sitting with Brantley looked wide-eyed at Alyssa and me before narrowing their brows. "Get lost sluts before I rip your throat out," Alyssa said through gritted teeth and a pretty smile.It did not take a moment for the girls to get the message and quickly remove themselves from the booth. I found myself in complete shock. Turning to Alyssa, she smiled, shrugging her shoulders. I knew Alyssa could be aggressive, but this was entirely out of character when it came to the woman I knew.Brantley looked towards me and smiled. "So, Toni… I see you brought over new friends. Alyssa... Clarissa. It's so nice to see you again, Clarissa." The twinkling glint in his eyes sent shivers down my spine as I cast my gaze away. A low rumble drew my attention to Toni, who was staring dangerously at Brantley. The man was utterly oblivious to the daggers being thrown at him. Alyssa slid into the spot next to Brantley, which left the empty spot next to Toni for me. A bottle of J