Ayann POV
It’s been three days since Charlotte disappeared, and there’s no trace of her.
Her family is furious with me and blames me for her absence.
And I deserved it. I neglected her safety; I was mad at her for forcing me to mate with her.
In my own bubble, grieving over the loss of my mate, it was me who let her slip out of my hand. I was immature and full of myself.
I could not see that I couldn’t be happy without my fated mate. I have lost her forever; she belongs to another man, and it’s all my fault if I accepted her that night; none of this would have happened. Angie’s pup will be mine; we will make a beautiful family, and Charlotte willn’t be in the picture. I didn’t find anything suspicious about the security cameras around the place.
But it’s too late now. It’s no use crying over the spilled milk. I need to focus on finding Charlotte and making sure she’s safe.
We tracked her phone, and her last location was in some park in New York.
My train of thought was cut by my beta mind linking me
“Alpha, I have sent you Princess Charlotte’s phone call records. Listen to them. ”
“Okay, thank you.”
I skipped the old phone call recordings and focused on the new ones.
Minutes later, I was shocked by what I heard.
“Charlotte, how are you?”
“What do you want?”
“Like always rude; however, let’s meet. I have something important to tell you.”
“I’m not interested, bye.”
“Wait, it’s about Emilio; he’s doing something against you and Ayann.”
“Are you sure? I swear, if you are wasting my time, you wouldn’t like the consequences.”
“Yeah, why would I be lying to you? You are my twin; after all, I care about you, even though we don’t get along sometimes.
“Where, and when should we meet?
“Meet me in New York at 4 p. m.”
“Okay, I will meet you there.”
“Don’t bring anyone with you; I want to chat with you privately.”
“Okay,” and she hangs up the phone.
What the fuck?
Gianna is involved in her sister’s despair.
And Emilio!! Aunt Linda’s son; they’re very close to my in-laws, and they give them special treatment.
I rubbed my forehead. I’m getting a bad headache.
Why would Emilio hurt Charlotte? What kind of relationship did they have? Did Gianna just want to warn her about Emilio’s intentions, or was she involved?
I need to investigate this before telling my in-laws.
Emilio POV
She kept blubbering about taking back Charlotte after I brought her here and that I’m willing to take her back after her betrayal. Honestly, I don’t know what I’m going to do about Charlotte or what I’m going to do next, but I’m sure that I have a strong urge to kiss Gianna right now. I kept looking at her so inviting plump , rosy lips.
I dwell on her scent, my heart beat increases from the overwhelming sensation that I’m feeling.
I traced my fingers over the line of her jaw.
That was enough for her to stop talking. Her breath hitched, and she looked at me with her big beautiful eyes.
I pulled her tight to my chest. He’d wanted his mouth on hers again after the last time they shared a kiss , and now that it was happening, he wanted to savor the moment. Gianna’s lips parted as his thumb brushed over their petal softness, and she combed her fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck. Tingles washed down his back as he closed the gap between their mouths, first with the utmost gentleness, then with the hunger of a starved man. She made a delicious little sound and responded with the same hunger, sparking a fire in his belly. He didn’t want it to stop.
Her lips were warm and soft, almost silken, and pillowy against my own.
They parted slightly, allowing my tongue to slip inside.
Our bodies pressed together heatedly against the bed mattress, I could feel the soft tickle of her breath beneath my nose, fingers carding through her soft curls as we breathed each other in.
Our tongues danced together in one steady rhythm, tasting and trasing the corners of our mouths.
My mouth devoured hers while my hands were busy touching and squeezing her body curves.
I seized her lips between my teeth, biting and sucking until they were red and puffy. With extreme lust and hunger, I kissed her.
I extracted her upper lip, bit it tenderly, and sucked her tongue. I moaned.
Her sherry lips are so addictive, I can’t get enough of her.
My lips moved from her sweet lips and kissed their way down her neck and across her shoulders. I suckled and bited gently, marking her spot. She moaned softly, and my eyes darkened. I don’t know how I lost control. My wolf Eros took over my body and shoved me to the back of my mind.
“Mine” he grunted ” only mine ”
He sank his canines down her throat, marking her, blood oozed from her mark, and he ran his tongue. He over her freshly marked flesh licking away the blood , cleaning and closing her wounds.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
He marked her without her consent !
We’re doomed.
I gained back control over my body.
“What the fuck, Eros, why the fuck did you do that? You fucking marked her without my permission and without her consent.”
“I don’t need your permission to mark my mate; I communicated with Clara her wolf , and she encouraged me to mark her; after all, she’s our fated mate, and that was the right time to do so.”
“You sneaky cannon wolf, we rejected her; we never accepted her as our mate; we love Charlotte; you bastard.”
“I loved them both; they’re my fated mates; you’re the one who was smitten by Charlotte only; I won’t let you reject her this time. I can’t handle another heartache,” he whimpered in pain.
I retrieved it from him in the back of my mind and blocked him.
I look at her unconscious body, and I sigh, marking her without her consent, worn her out, even though she’s a female werewolf.