POV Calvin.I watch her sleep, her beautiful brown hair scattered on the pillow, her fleshy pink lips calling only to sin. She is beautiful. She told me she wanted me, that she was ready to move on. Does she know that in werewolf parlance that means she's claimed me? I don't think so. I smile at the thought, it would drive her completely crazy to find out. I decide to wake her up my way, I get under the covers and caress her lips with mine, I cover her neck, her chest with kisses, I pinch her nipples between my fingers, she moans in her sleep. I slowly go down on her belly that I also cover with light kisses, I come back then to take her nipple in my mouth, I pull it gently with my teeth before sucking it in my mouth. Her eyes are still closed, does she want to play that? Okay. I continue my exploration between her legs, doing what I've been wanting to do for ages. I'm finally going to taste her. My tongue gently passes over her intimate lips to taste her juice. Divine! I start ag
POV Calvin."You know I'm right. You need a wife or you'll never be recognized as an alpha. And you know that Alex, will take advantage of this to make his way, he is married with children himself! "I watch my father spout the same speech for over an hour now. I hold my head in my hands. Does he really think I don't know that? Since I was a little boy, I know what my duty is, to find a mate who will rule with me, all this pack, of which I am the leader. I know my duty by heart. It is not easy to find a mate, and it is not for lack of trying, I went out with several favorites of the pack, they are chosen in other packs to be the wives. I've even dated humans, but none of the girls attract me to the point where I want to make them my forever companions. No, not one. Just because I really want to be alpha doesn't mean I have to give up the side in which I would be happy in my marriage, I refuse to stick with a wife just for conventions because yes, I believe in love. I lock my brain so
POV Penelope.I push open the door of the café with a shaky hand, and once out of the café, I breathe normally again. I didn't even realize I had stopped breathing. It's like this every time I get close to him, I lose my temper, I get all gooey, so I hide my embarrassment behind some dirty talk. Calvin makes me lose my temper. I have never felt this way, not even for Mason, who I loved more than anything in the world. He was my fiancé, we went to college together, he was the insecure geek and I was the most coveted cheerleader. I immediately wanted to bring this uptight boy out of his shell and finally I fell in love with him, we were supposed to get married when he came back from Afghanistan. But he never came back, I was in our house in Los Angeles, we had chosen this city because of the sun, the beaches, far from the hell that was Mason's life as a soldier, from his missions in the arid desert of Afghanistan. He had been in Afghanistan for six months, two months, and I was in the
POV Calvin.I let out a sigh as I closed the door behind me, I look around, there's a lot of work to do. All because my friend rdv a fucking coward who can't tell a chick he likes her. So to justify the fact that he wanted to talk to her today, Mich found nothing better than to organize a party in his cabin to avoid admitting his feelings to Annie. And since I'm the one who got him into this mess I was going to have to help him organize it and invite as many people as possible. I pull out my phone and send messages to all our contacts, I hesitate to send an invitation to Penelope, after all if Annie comes too. I don't send one to Alex, it would spoil everything, at the moment his relationship with some of my friends is tense, for a reason I don't know, nobody can stand him and he can't stand anybody either. So, I doubt that his presence at this party is really necessary. Preparing a party in two hours? What a jerk that one is! I go to the cellar to look for some wine, Michael has al
POV Penelope.A dress? A skirt, pants? But what am I going to wear? I want to feel beautiful, sexy, because it's been years since I've put myself forward. I finally opt for a small skirt with a corset and boots. I want to believe that I put this outfit just to please myself. But I know in my heart that I did it to please him. Leather miniskirt, with a blood red corset tight to the chest. A little touch of lipstick and I'm finally ready to go. I get messages from him asking me if I'm going to the party or not. Of course we bicker as usual, especially because this bastard keeps calling me Penis! Annie and I arrive at the party, there are lots of people. Wolves and also humans, my eyes unquestionably start to watch for her presence and I see her in a corner of the room with Laurie sitting on her lap. A knot forms in my stomach and my smile immediately disappears, my hair stands up on my arms. I feel jealousy eating away at my insides, I look away from the scene. I text him to tell him
POV Calvin. "Honey, do you finally have time for your old mother? " I place a kiss on my mother's forehead. "How can you say that? I always have time for you. " I pull out the chair right in front of my mom's, my dad sitting right at the end of the table gives me a stern look. This is promising! "Hello father. ""Is this the time of day a clan leader gets up? " I rolled my eyes, I was sure he would make a comment like that to me, but I thought at least he would have the patience to wait for Mom to get up from the table, because he knows full well she hates to see us argue, but that was way too much to ask of him. "I went to bed pretty late. ""Yes that's completely normal. When instead of doing tasks for the good and survival of the pack you attend all these orgies. " I swallow a mouthful of scrambled eggs. Delicious, I close my eyes for a moment to better feel all the spices. Orgies? Seriously? "Father, that whole pack you're talking about or almost was at that party. "
POV Penelope.I open the bookstore with a mechanical gesture, I perform the same gestures as if it wasn't me doing it. All my thoughts and concentration are still riveted on that day and I have been tearing my skin off ever since. I can still see the look on Calvin's face. He looked so disappointed, hurt even I would say, even Cora and Mich looked at me like I was the monster, Cora shook her head before leaving, disappointed, hurt, because on one hand I called him a monster too, but in fact the real monster is me. And they are right. I am a monster. Out of fear of coming to terms with the attraction I feel for him, I chose to treat him as an outcast. I feel so bad, I want to apologize. But I hear he's out of town. Even with Annie, there is a certain tension at home, she avoids me and goes away to talk on the phone and pretends I am not there. I've really messed up. What a jerk! I've been asking about her for three days now, even her cell phone doesn't work. I've written him message
POV Calvin.I wake up with an excruciating pain in my abdomen. I slowly open my eyes, I am dazzled by all the light in my room, since when is there so much light here? Something rests on my arm, I look down and see a brown mane. It's her. What is she doing here? What the hell! She's beautiful, her hair in a mess that covers her face, I clear her face and she rubs her nose, I catch myself smiling like an idiot. I close my eyes again for a few seconds. And all the memories come back to the surface. The rescue of Adrian, the trap set by the hunters to kill us. Mich who didn't see the blow they were going to give him coming and me pushing Mich, then this searing pain on my stomach. I can still see that blade piercing my skin. I don't remember what happened next. But I still remember that my wolf was in a lot of pain, and scared too. He refused to let me emerge for fear of seeing me suffer. So he stayed in control. I take off my blanket to look at my wounds. I haven't completely healed y