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“I’m not letting you out. I already told -”

She waves her hand, retching as she points at her mouth. Fuck, she is going to be sick. I unlock the door, and she stumbles out, running to the bushes and throwing up. I get out, swiftly scanning the surroundings before I walk over to her. Guess she got motion sickness.

I stand by her side as she clutches her stomach with one hand, the other struggling to hold back her silky locks. I reach over, gathering her hair up and holding it back as she empties her stomach.

“Urgh,” she groans once she has finished emptying the contents of her stomach.

“Guess you’re not as strong as one would think,” I remark, letting go of her glossy hair. I grab one of her discarded items of clothes and pass it to her. She wipes her mouth and tosses it onto the floor again, then looks at me. I have half a mind to make another comment, but she looks fucking pale.

“Thanks,” she says with an expression in her eyes that I can’tread.

“We’ll stop at the next service station and grab something to drink,” I suggest.

She doesn’t argue, instead walking to the passenger side and getting in, resting her head back against the headrest. I get in, locking the doors before I start driving. She keeps her eyes closed as we continue. It is already late, and it has gotten dark outside. I turn the volume up a little on the music, enjoying the peace that gives me the space to think things over.

The pull of the bond is still hanging between us. Even though I have weakened it by rejecting her, it doesn’t stop me from thinking about her. Her arguing with me earlier had fucking made me lose my self-control, the way her eyes were flashing, her chest heaving with rage that she wasn’t afraid to express, it was a fucking turn-on and I wanted to fuck her senseless, but I couldn’t. Accepting her meant me swallowing my words when I have stood against the Elite for so fucking long…Why the fuck am I even considering it?

If I take her back, everyone is going to question it… although Marcel and Corrado would be fucking happy. She is fucking crazy, and with her, you never know what she’ll do next, but it is pretty fucking amusing. Like that doll that I sure as fuck know was meant to be me when she said it was a voodoo doll.

And now I have to fucking decide where to put her. Should I place her in my penthouse in the city? Nah, it is too far if shit happens… Maybe I should keep her in my underground bedroom?Yeah, like a fucking prisoner. That would be fucking weird.

What should I do? I know I don’t need to answer to anyone, but things are already fucking rocky between Nikki and me… and with Marcel saying he’ll hand me the title if I settle down and take a Luna? I don’t want him to think I am choosing Azura, and neither do I want her to be the reason I attain that title.A title Ifucking deserve anyway.

I glance over at her. She is staring blankly out the window. I can see her expression in the glass, blank and emotionless, but one thing I have learned is when she wears that expression, her mind and emotions are working in overdrive.

I should be preparing for my shipment tomorrow, but instead, I’m here with her, my mind consumed with other things…

We have stoppedat a service station and, having no fucking clue what she likes, I have just grabbed some snacks and drinks before we finish heading back home. She has barely said a word for the entire journey, and even though the car is fucking big, I am very aware of her every move. Her scent is still as appealing as it was the when I had found out she was my mate, a temptation that doesn’t just go away.

I have kept an eye out, but after that, we haven’t been followed, making the rest of the journey pass without a hitch. We finally reach home, and I have just parked up in my underground car park again. Only I have access to this place.

A chill has fallen, and when we step out of the car, I see her curl her toes as they touch the cold ground. I’m still not sure what to do with her, so I decide to take her to the bedroom that leads off my cave.

Yeah, keep her like a fucking creep in the basement.

“Where are we going?” She asks as I lead her away from the lift.

“You’re staying down here until I get some stuff sorted.”

“Oh, so you force me to come back and then want to keep me hidden? Geez, I wonder why?” She remarks icily. I don’t know what her fucking issue is, but being back here reminds me of the kiss we shared earlier…

“Think whatever the fuck you want, you’re staying here until Isay.”

“I am not your prisoner,” she growls.

Alpha? Leo?I frown when Jackie’s voice comes into my head.

What is it?I ask coldly as I unlock the entrance and lead the way in, not missing the way she looks around. Despite her irritation, she still follows as I lead her to the bedroom. The room is pretty private, even though the main wall is frosted and looks out into the main room.

Sorry… but we had a time set. I made sure Emmet wouldn’t know…

I frown. Yeah, I forgot with all this shit going on.

I’ll meet you later, around midnight, just tell Emmet the hospital needs you.

Of course, got it. Same place?

Yeah.I cut the link. I don’t need anyone fucking seeing us together.