The silence in the house told me exactly what I wanted to hear. I waited till everyone had gone to sleep, it was a crazy idea, and no one would have tolerated it anyway, so I had to be wise and do things on my own. Immediately we put the laundry away, Father returned, and Amanda rushed to serve and attend to him while I sat there, consumed by my thoughts and plans to visit Mac. I had gone over the idea about a million times in one night, yet I could not foresee it ending in a good way. It also gave me the perfect time to take some money for a cab. After assessing the house from what I could hear, I climbed down slowly from the bed, thankfully Amanda was such a deep sleeper; it didn't matter the noise that was being made, nothing could separate her from her lovely sleep, and we were the only ones who shared a room with a window big enough to allow my tiny frame to pass through. I jumped into my freest pair of jeans and hoodie. I needed the comfort first and then carefully, l let my

There were so many things I expected when I finally regained consciousness When my body betrayed me by coming awake. The sexy stranger and I being tied up before a number of stern-looking alphas, Mac staring at me with the same nonchalant expression and now maybe more of hatred and disappointment? Father’s voice and eminent disappointment grounding me and expressing how foolish my decisions were, my sisters staring at me with pity and disdain and whoever read out my punishment according to the law, Amanda looking at me with a look that screamed betrayal and how could you? Mr. Ashen banning me from his estate and declaring that I was unfit for the position of Luna and I was forbidden from ever setting my eyes on his son. the ‘i told you’ look on the butler's stern face. But of all the things I imagined, never in a million years and lifetimes could I have imagined that I would wake up in my own room and on my own bed. That I would find myself in my room, on my bed with my jeans and sw

The silence in the house was deafening. once the door behind me was successfully locked everything came to a halt. I caught my sisters and my father all huddled around the dining table looking guilty, they had been eavesdropping and from the looks on their faces they knew I was well aware. Too tired and heartbroken to deal with any of it, I walked briskly into the room I shared with Amanda and shut the door loudly caging myself in. I climbed up to my bed and the waterworks officially began. Is love meant to hurt like this? Was I not enough? Did he have the faintest idea of the agony he put me through each time I stumbled through his emptiness and emotionless feelings toward me. I should have known he would only come here for intel, to use me, maybe there was nothing I could do to make this man love me. The tears flowed in harder in loud angry sobs and I was grateful to have locked the door behind me, I really didn't need anyone's counsel at the moment, I was too occupied with the voi

This could not be happening There was no way it was possible and I had just once again conjured images myself. I blinked, struck too quickly by the intensity of his eyes and just to confirm that I wasnt seeing things and when I opened my eyes again, he was gone. I stood there for a few seconds, my mouth hanging open, before the brain cells in my head began to work and I registered, I really actually saw him. I dashed to the front of the building to check if I could see any traces of him. , My breathing was erratic, my composure non existent, I was distressed and very confused but I kept searching and searching till after a few minutes when I finally accepted that he was nowhere to be found. He had disappeared, literally. It had to be a joke, right? It had to be some sort of mind play, I turned around in confusion. One moment he was there, and just before I could look he was gone. It made no sense at all, It made me very furious in fact, Was he messing with me? Why did he keep playi

By the time resumption week rolled in, I was ready to put the uncertainties of the past week behind me, Mac had never tried to contact me since we last met, and I doubted that he was apologetic to me over how he left me stranded on the road, so I decided to give him some time to think of me and maybe grow his love for me. I didn't want to let go, but I was tired of bruising my own heart over and over again. I had heard nothing of L, and I still didn't know his name or anything else about him and. I was tired of obsessing over blue eyes that made me no good and brought me nowhere close to answers or a realization. Until I had more information and reason, I was going to stay off the radar and let things come naturally to me. Once I managed to fit everything I own worth carrying into my box and I tell you, it was a lot, and it took the lonngest time I did a happy dance to show my excitement while Amanda laughed her ass off at my silly moves. She was accompanying me to school, the only o