~Sadie’s Point of View~
Since nobody wanted to bother the witches to bring this female to Greece, Dough flew her in his private jet. I may have to ask another time if that’s available, I’d always wanted to be able to say I joined the mile high club.
*What’s that,* my wolf asked.
I smiled in the mirror as I tried to tame my hair while I explained it to her. She didn’t see the big deal, sex was sex regardless of where it happened. I had to roll my eyes. I explained to her about the thrill of it all, the possibility of being caught. She still didn’t care. A wolf in the throws of sex would not care about an audience. Tunnel vision.
I heard voices downstairs and my heart practically thumped out of my chest.
~Two Months Later, Ryan’s Point of View~ Recovering from my shift was almost like re-growing my human body. It was painful as hell, it was lengthy. Now this was the second time doing it in a year so it was worse. My demon didn’t want to let go, but he also understood he couldn’t continue in this way. I was finally in the last stages of my shift, my skin still rough and discolored. I was able to tolerate people food again, not requiring blood and raw meat to survive. My voice had returned, and I was confident I could face Sadie now. My Sadie. I wanted to swear this would be the last time I’d have to abandon her for a long while. But that was just something too unknown. The only thing I could contr
This is part one, Troy’s story.~Troy’s Point of View~“Here’s your registration, class schedule and house assignment. You are in the Bailey house, it’s out the main door about a quarter mile up the path. Welcome to NASA,” the clerk said, eyeing me with curiosity. Her lip curled a bit and her eyes squinted, not happy with her assessment of me.I inhaled her foul odor, diet high in fats, sugar and indulgence. I pushed myself to keep a neutral face.“Thanks, appreciate it,” I said, taking the packet and turning to walk out faster than necessary. I had to consciously think about my movements around others and it was seriously a hard thing to remember to do.
~Alice’s Point of View~“Would you hit the damn gas already we’re so late and you drive like my dead granny,” I yelled at the driver.I rolled my eyes. Stupid servants, never get anything right. You have to babysit these people just to make sure they do their job properly! It’s exhausting!It was my second year at NASA and I already had quite the reputation. Image was everything and I needed to maintain it at all costs. I mean how can I expect to find the mate of my dreams if I slack off? No! He would have to be perfect and I needed to be perfect for him.I looked at my hands in my lap and twiddled with my thumbs. I hated to be late. If someone was in my room I’d rip her hair righ
~Troy’s Point of View~I shook my head walking away from the bubble head blonde that clearly only gets by because of her family name and daddy’s money. She reeked of opulence and self righteousness.Everything from her highlighted hair, manicured nails, jewelry and heavy perfume screamed that she was better than me. That she thought she was better than everyone.But her green eyes, the way her mouth hung open the first time she looked at me. I was fixated on it, her pink lips. Well those were probably fake too. I shook myself.“It’s not gonna fucking happen,” I said, as I slammed the door behind me.“What&rsqu
~Alice’s Point of View~I tossed and turned in bed, unable to get comfortable. Unable to turn my mind off. What the hell was happening to me?? I never spend this much brain power obsessing over a male. A male that was far beneath me at that. But seeing him fresh from a run, hot and sweaty, his perfectly sculpted inked body on display…No! Stop it! You would think a male like that would be all over me. Why hadn’t he at least flirted with me? Even if he had a girlfriend surely I was the better choice. Oh Alice what are you saying?!My body needed something ... it was desperate to be fulfilled in some way. There was only one thing I could think to do and I hated it but I figured I was entitled to some indulgence after my long run.
~Troy’s Point of View~I’d always been leading a double life, walking a fine line between my beast, my devil and then trying to be human. But now going to an academy and still having my responsibilities at home? Yeah this was going to be biting off way more than I could chew.I didn’t normally get “tired” exactly but today my body was feeling the exhaustion of it all, and if I kept this up I’d have to feed more, and animal blood wouldn’t cut it. I didn’t know how I’d handle that if it bubbled to the surface.As if all that wasn’t enough I kept running into Alice. If I could imagine a dream female, a perfect mate … she would be everything that Alice wasn’t. She’d be beautiful of course but kind, se
~Alice’s Point of View~Why did he have to smell so good? Oh and he had on a tight shirt that showed off every bulge, every ripple. I was already feeling a thousand degrees and I’d only been sitting next to him for ten minutes. His large frame filled the seat so much his thigh was touching mine. Sure I could cross my legs but then I’d lose his warmth.I also refused to move from the arm rest and he did the same, so our arms touched. I closed my eyes and had a flash of his full weight on me, full skin to skin contact. He’d be gentle with me … until I begged him not to be. He’d be slow at first, until I screamed for him to--“Popcorn,” he asked, practically shoving the bucket at me.
~Troy’s Point of View~I got back to my room just after 1am, and I was going to be in for a brutal day since I had to be up in five hours to do my chores before class. I just couldn’t get away from her, and I hadn’t wanted to.Once we both relaxed and let all the weirdness between us fade away, we actually were very productive and I couldn’t believe how much Alice knew about this stuff. I honestly don’t know what I would have done if she hadn’t helped me. I hadn’t finished but I was confident enough with how far along the project was and my new found knowledge of the computer that I could carry it the rest of the way.I couldn’t wait to tell my parents some of my new ideas. This would really help us in so many ways. I yan