Malia's POVI arched an eyebrow as Ronan led me to a black limo. “I thought we were just having lunch,” I commented. “We are,” he replied. “Isn't this too fancy?” I asked as he held the door open for me. “It's not. You deserve the queenly treatment,” he answered as he slid in beside me. He gave the chauffeur the name of the restaurant as he drove the limo smoothly out of the driveway. The drive to the restaurant was quiet save for the voice of Frank Sinatra coming from the radio. The limo finally rolled to a stop and Ronan stepped out of the car. I took his proffered hand and gasped as I straightened out of the car. We were in front of those fancy restaurants where one needed to book a reservation first. “I didn't know this community had a place like this,” I said in awe. He gave me a look. “Sorry to disappoint you.”I rolled my eyes and nudged him playfully with my elbow. “Please tell me you booked a reservation,” I said. “My brother and I own this restaurant. We always ha
Malia's POV“I've never been more convinced about anything. So believe me when I tell you that if you were mine, I'd never et you slip through my fingers,” I breathed in deeply and smiled thinking how naive he was. “Was it another woman that came between you two?” He asked. I nodded and tried to push back the dam of tears that threatened to burst. Ronan noticed my fast-losing battle with tears and placed his hand on mine. “I'm so sorry. I didn't know this conversation was going to affect you so much. I promise I won't bring it up again.”I offered him a watery smile and he gave me some time to compose myself. Clara came up to us to ask if we were enjoying our meal and Ronan answered for the both of us. We finished our meal not too long after that and the waitress returned to bid us goodbye. I rolled my eyes as she stood too close to Ronan in the guise of removing something from his hair. If ‘obvious’ was a person!We stood up to leave and I spied Clara glaring at our intertwin
Malia's POV“You look stunning,” he said and I rolled my eyes. “Are you serious right now?” I asked, already starting to get pissed. I couldn't understand why he chose to compliment me at that moment. Like he wasn't there when I got all dressed up in the afternoon. He stroke his chin, a stupid smirk etching on his lips, “You look damn gorgeous when you're pissed. I shall think of many more ways to get you angry in the near future,”“Are you always this immature?” I asked, irritated.“Are you always this breathtaking?” He retorted, and I saw the amusement dancing in his eyes. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves. “Since you have nothing important to say, Alpha, I'll take my leave.”I made for the door, grabbed the knob. I was going to pull it when I heard a low growl erupt from behind me.I froze.And slowly turned to face him. His green eyes had turned a deep shade of red. “Sit,” he ordered, using his Alpha tone.I held myself from shivering in fear and wisely walked to the sof
Malia's POV“Don't tell me you're going to choose sulking and wallowing in heartbreak or fear, whichever one it is, over my company?”I scoffed. “I told you this afternoon that you're not the only man in this pack. There's Ronan, Derek, Scott… and many others.” He rolled his eyes. “Why does it have to be the guys? You could spend time with the ladies too.”“Like your mistress, Lila? Yeah. We could try being best buddies.”“In case you haven't noticed, she's not the only female in this pack,” he said. “I'll figure out how to befriend some other women later, but for now I need to get out of this dress into something more comfortable.” “So what's stopping you?” He asked with a straight face.“Really?”He shrugged. “I could help you out of those clothes if you need me to. I'm quite good at it,” he said, wiggling his brows.“And you'll find some of my mom's clothing to be really comfortable,” he added when I scowled at him. I shook my head at the thought of wearing a dead woman's cloth
Malia's POVThe only thing my mind registered was his low growl and reddening of his irises. In the next minute, I was pinned to the wall with my hands raised above my head. A Yelp of surprise left my lips.I felt my heart slam hard against its cage as I locked eyes with him.“You're too feisty for your own good. I'd love to make you submit. You might not like my method though,” he growled and I shivered, not from fear. “Or you might,” he added, his gaze travelling along the length of my body. I felt all the nerve cells of my body jump in excitement from the heat of his gaze. He smiled as his eyes landed on my chest, showing his fangs. I knew exactly what he was smiling at. My nipples were already rock hard and were poking through the fabric of my dress. 'Traitor!' I mentally berated my body. “I'd never submit to you, no matter how hard you try to make me,” I challenged. I regretted those words immediately they left my mouth because as his eyes darkened, I realized I had just a
Malia's POVI shut my door quietly behind me. All was quiet. Too quiet if you asked me. My stomach growled again as I headed down the hallway. I sang a lullaby in my head as I made my way to the kitchen which was about ten minutes away from my room. I smiled as I thought about scaring the people living in the palace by humming the lullaby out loud like in those Blumhouse horror movies. They would start to think that the hallways were haunted probably by Ryder and Ronan's mom. Ryder never did tell me how she had died and I wondered why. I decided I was going to ask Ronan. He was surely going to tell me. I thought I heard a whisper and I halted in my tracks. Had the hallway suddenly become cold or was it just my imagination? I slowly turned around to see if there was someone or something else with me in the hallway. There was no one else but me. I strained my ears to listen for a sound. It was eerily quiet. I took a deep breath and turned back around. No ghost was going to keep me
Malia's POVPen blushed and wouldn't meet my eyes. “Just say his name, Pen. It might help reduce your feelings for him,” I said. That wasn't true of course and she arched an eyebrow to show she wasn't buying my Idea. “If I tell you, you're going to think I'm silly,” she blushed.My eyes widened in surprise. “Why would you think that? The heart wants what it wants. Nobody is going to blame you for that,” I said. She mumbled something. “Pen if you want to let me know you're going to need to speak up,” I said, mentally rolling my eyes. “The beta,” she said a bit louder this time, burying her face in her hands. My eyes widened in surprise. “Oh Pen. It's okay. You don't have to feel shy about it.”I pried her hands away from her face. She was blushing so hard. I tried so hard not to laugh because it was only going to make her feel more embarrassed. “Ronan is really good-looking. If not for the fact that I have sworn off men for the meantime I'd also have a massive crush on him,” I
Malia's POVIn one swift movement, he was on top of me. One of his large hands encircled my wrists and pinned my hands above my head on top of my bed. His hard body was pressed flush against mine. I glared at him. “You seem to enjoy provoking me,” he observed. “You seem to enjoy making me provoke you,” I retorted. He gave a deep chuckle and I felt the sound reverberate through my body. I felt wide awake. “Since you'd be staying indoors for the rest of the day, what are your plans?” He asked. His weight on top of me felt oddly comfortable. “Certainly nothing that involves you,” I replied. “What am I to do with you, Malia?” He asked. “I'm guessing that's a rhetorical question,” I answered and he chuckled again. This time my toes did curl and I hoped he didn't notice. My body was starting to respond to his nearness even though I willed it not to. I wriggled my body in an attempt to escape from beneath him. “I wouldn't do that again if I were you,” he growled. His green eyes