-Maeve POV-
“Will you chill out?! You are going to give me a headache.” I groan out as my sister is currently bouncing off the walls.
Today is finally the day that my twin and I turn 18. And my sister is acting like she is on drugs. Normally, it wouldn’t bother me…but I didn’t get any sleep last night. Less than usual, so I am dying. The nightmare I had was unlike anything that I had ever dreamed before, and it is f*****g with me.
“Where the hell am I?” I mutter to myself as I look around at what seems to be an office.
Calling it an office would be an understatement, as it is absolutely gorgeous. The walls were covered in this velvet fabric that is a dark red color with a hint of black to it, but then it was broken up with a few bookcases before it went back to the fabric. The bookcases were filled all the way up to the top of the ceiling..and all I wanted to do was just climb the ladder that was there. The floors were black and red swirl marble, but instead of squares, it was one big piece without any lines. In the middle of the room was a desk that was made of dark red mahogany. The desk screamed dominance. On top of the desk was what you would expect to be on a desk, and the desk chair was black, but still, even the chair screamed dominance.
I turned to the left to find a living room area. There was a dark red couch that was in the shape of an L with a black coffee table right in front of it. In front of the couch and coffee table were two dark red chairs that looked like I could just grab a book and cuddle up in them. Other than that, there wasn’t anything else in the room. Not even windows. I was soon broken from my thoughts/gawking when I heard voices coming my way.
“My lord, are you ready for tomorrow?” A person asked on the other side of the door.
My wandering mind got the best of me as I floated over to the closed door. Taking in a deep breath, I go through the door only to find a man, with his back to me, in front of me, with another man off to the side of him.
“Yes. I am taking two of my subjects with me.”
Holy sh*t…
I don’t know what it is about this man's voice, but I dropped to my knees upon hearing it. My core ached as I felt wetness pool in my thong. A burning lust surged within me that I almost collapsed forward. I caught myself with one hand on the ground while the other clutched my stomach. Electricity snapped through my veins as I could feel this person standing so close to me.
“My lord..” The man off to the side starts to speak. I snapped my gaze up to see the man holding a frown, but I also did not miss the terror in his eyes.
“ARE YOU QUESTIONING ME!!” The man who has caused me to tremble says. He doesn’t phase his words as a question, though, more like a fact. He knows this man is about to question him but wants to hear it from his whatever’s mouth.
His voice, though... The way it echoed off of the walls as it traveled down the hallway should have made me scared or made me jump, at least. Instead, it almost made me c*m. As his voice filled my body while making my cl*t throb with need, as if he had just touched me there.
F*ck…
“HELLLOOOO!” snap snap snap “Earth to my twin. Earth to my twin sister, please.” Hazel yells at me while snapping her fingers. I blink my eyes before giving my head a shake. “Come on, we need to get ready.”
“Okay. Okay.” I say with a groan while waving her away from me.
After getting to my feet, I make my way over to the outfit that my sister has picked out for me. I must say that I am impressed with her choice. She totally gets me. Before diving into my outfit, I take a peek at hers. A dark forest green maxi dress, it is like a long bodycon dress. The top of the dress was a simple neckline; it was almost like a tank top-style neckline. She paired her outfit with simple jewelry and some killer shoes. Dark green pumps with straps that tie around her ankles.
Shifting my gaze back to my outfit, I smirk as it is very me. I had a dark red lace bustier top with high-waisted dark-wash jeans. Paired with dark red necklaces, black and red bracelet, and a pair of black hoop earrings. Now the shoes…the f*cking shoes. Leather thigh-high black boots with a nice slim heel and slightly pointed at the toe. I could marry these shoes. I was so in love with them. My sister did a damn good job putting together my outfit.
Quickly changing into our outfits, we then made quick work of our make-up. Eyebrows, eyeshadow, and then some slap of color on our lips. Hazel had light green eyeshadow on her eyelids, which were popping along with her mascara. Her lip color was a simi-bright red color. I had a dark red smokey eye thing going on. My lips were red, but I added some black to the middle of my lips before mixing it together. Our hair was next; Hazel had curled hair while I did a messy/neat bun with a few pieces of my hair flowing around my face.
As we quickly threw on our shoes, I couldn't help feeling all over the place. I was so happy for my sister to have this moment, but I knew tomorrow was going to be hell. I needed to stop thinking so damn much as I needed one night of f*****g peace. I needed one night to let loose. One night to f*cking breathe.
“There are my beautiful girls.” Mom shouts with pure happiness as my twin, and I make our way into the living room. I playfully rolled my eyes at her.
“Mom. Come on.” I end up whining as she wraps an arm around each of our necks. I needed her to let me go before I busted out crying.
“Okay. Okay.” My mom mutters before letting us go. “You two look amazing. Now let us go.”
Now this causes me to raise an eyebrow as I feel confused. Go? I know my mom wants to take pictures, so why is she rushing us out the door? I look over at my sister to see her matching my face. She is just as confused as I am. Knowing there is nothing we can do, we just shrug before following.
Stepping foot outside, I notice Dante and Echo. Okay, what the actual hell is going on?
“If you don’t mind, we would like for Maeve to meet someone,” Dante speaks with nothing but respect in his voice, as always.
“Of course. Go. Go.” My mom shoves me towards them, causing me to feel so damn confused.
I want to ask what the f*ck is going on, but something is telling me to just go with it. Also, my little wolf is about to piss me off as she keeps pacing in my mind. It is driving me nuts. I can’t seem to totally focus on the situation at hand.
Dante causes me to focus again as he sticks out his arm for me. Chuckling, I wrap my hand around his bicep. He gives me a quick smile before leading me somewhere. I try to peek at Echo, but he is avoiding my gaze. He knows I would crack him. Smart man.
I just huff as I allow Dante to lead me to wherever.