~Alice’s Point of View~
“So Alice tell me about yourself, Troy’s told me you met at school? What are you studying,” Katie asked.
“Business, business management,” I said, not too enthusiastically.
“Ahuh, parents' choice,” she asked, raising her eyebrow.
“Oh yeah,” I said, wondering if she was just that observant or if I could be read like a book.
We were standing at her massive kitchen island, the whole room looked absolutely brand new. Not stainless steel appliances but all black and very up to date. It definitely didn’t look anything like I imagined from the outside which s
~Troy’s Point of View~She’s a fucking billionaire. Holy shit! You’d have to live on the moon to not know the name Westin. Suddenly it all hit me, it made sense. While I knew fully well the type of school I went to, it still wasn’t always in my face just how rich these kids were. Well it should be seeing as my roommate gets around by helicopter and limo everywhere he goes.How did I never wonder about her family? How did I not once think to ask Dough about her?They seemed like they knew each other. Fuck, did they date?!*It doesn’t matter, you’re hardly a saint,* my wolf said, scolding me.*You know damn well paren
~Alice’s Point of View~“You’re his father,” I said, not really asking.This piece of trash brought me to what would have actually been a really nice and pretty badass vacation house, but of course it seemed as though I was his hostage here. I took a deep breath and I knew that scent from my travels. Croatia, I was certain of it.“And you’re the idiot wolf who is willing to die for a few minutes of bliss,” he said, obviously seething. But he wouldn’t look at me.We were on a balcony overlooking the water, the moon was brilliant and it was really a breathtaking view.“You had this place, all t
~Troy’s Point of View~“This is my aunt Gwen, she's my mentor,” Jesse said, proudly looking at the older woman who’d just appeared out of nowhere.“Now I’ll need the hairbrush from the girl we’re looking for,” the woman said, not wasting any time.“ON IT,” Miranda yelled, turning to run off.I watched as Jesse and Gwen busied themselves with a bunch of herbs and other weird things. I hated having to involve strangers in my mess, but I was beyond desperate to find Alice. The more time went on, the worse it looked. Although I was sure Farrell would have needed to hide out for the day. He couldn’t walk in the sun like I could. I immediately paled at the thought of Alice tied up. What if he had s
~Alice’s Point of View~ So how the hell am I gonna do this without my parents being involved? I can do this, I’m a planner, a mover and shaker! I make the impossible happen! But getting a doctor to remove my uterus at 18 when there is nothing medically wrong with me and I don’t have any kids? Yeah, that’s a tall fucking order. They may actually throw me in a padded room and toss the key. I’d been laying around the Bailey House for three days since getting back from whatever island I’d gotten to visit. Troy insisted I don’t leave his sight and to not be outside unescorted. I had to face facts that my parents would have to be made aware of my bizarre request, and the sooner the better. Hmmm. “Troy do you own a suit,” I blurted out, realizing how ridiculo
~Troy’s Point of View~ I dreamed of this moment my whole life. Finding my perfect mate, marking her. Making love to her and making her truly mine. Well that was the dream I never in a million years thought could be a reality. But in the scheme of how things happen in my life, things weren’t going to plan. Things weren’t even on a path that was fixable anymore. Once Farrell found out about this, once her parents found out… I was currently walking back from the middle of the woods with Dough by my side. Both of us were a bloody mess and unsure who all we’d just killed in the woods. They could have been students and if so, this was going to be bad. Their bodies had turned back to human once they expired, but they were so mangled and bloody there was no chance of really knowing their ages or maki
~Alice’s Point of View~ This went against my promise to what’s his name but I couldn’t care. A vampire couldn’t possibly know what it is to be an 18 year old she-wolf in heat who was just claimed in battle by her mate! There was not a fucking force of nature that was keeping my from riding this male, even if a damn piece of rubber had to be between us. The way Troy reacted to me pleasuring him had to make me wonder if it was his first blow job. I had no idea about his sexual history but I wasn’t exactly keen to tell him mine so mum was the word. I just knew he had many more in his future, and fuck he tasted amazing! We made out for several hot minutes while I basically dry humped him and he groped my chest, rubbing his big thumbs over my nipples until I almost came from that. I was done waiting. I grabbed o
~Troy’s Point of View~ A limo. Of course Alice’s mom sent a limo. I’d never been in one, it was bigger than a lot of caves I’d slept in and certainly better stocked. I watched as Dough poured champagne for each of us and I was suddenly very grateful he came along. I still didn’t know his deal, but I trusted him and knew he’d protect Alice with his very life. He sure as hell had, against three damn wolves after all. He’d taken some deep cuts for his efforts but he was already healed. I didn’t get a vibe that he liked Alice or that there was anything between the two of them so I had to wonder why he had followed us into the woods that night. Why he would have thrown himself over her and defend her while in heat. Clearly he didn’t feel obligated to explain himself so I didn’t push it. Hell he could have tried to claim her for himself, but he hadn’
~Alice’s Point of View~“Are you out of your damn mind? What happened to all your plans, all your--”I threw my hand up in her face. I knew I had to let her say her peace but I just couldn’t.“Mom, life happened okay? I know I always thought one way, had a one track mind in a certain direction. But Troy’s changed all that. He’s absolutely amazing and the best thing that ever happened to me. You’ll see, just give him a chance,” I said, reaching for her arms and holding them.‘I’d certainly like to hear the story,” dad said, getting out a cigar.“Well he’s actually Dustin’s roommate and trusted friend. Dustin and I were out hun