C6 Chapter 6

Landons POV

Fuck!

It shouldn't have been so hard to execute if Nadia wasn't so headstrong and thought very little.

I wasn't exactly comfortable with using her, but she was the craftiest and most beautiful woman I had seen yet.

Just after Talia saw her miscarry our child, I ran after her to see how she was doing.

“What are you doing here?” Nadia said minutes after I had caught up with her and held her down through all her frenzy and tantrums.

“What were you about doing?” I ask her. I never knew Nadia to make smart decisions.

“Answer me first.” She said, her clothes are blood stained. There are cameras all over this stadium and the last thing we both want is to be caught on camera looking too cozy.

“Let's head out?” I replied to her. I'm not ready to let some mood swings tamper with our plan. Losing our child is hard for her, but what has to be done has to be done. It's too late to turn back.

“Our child is gone.” She says. Even the blind could guess. Talia has my coat, but I pull out something Nadia could manage. “I know it didn't mean anything more than part of a plan to you, but it was part of me for a while, it was my body.” I'm not in the mood for the floodwaters Nadia is about to set loose.

“How about we focus on getting out of here first?” Somehow, I hope the question will set her thoughts back on track.

She stands up wobbly, like one possessed, leading the way to our car. Nadia doesn't bother laying the seat shield, I really didn't expect her to.

The car ride back is silent.

“How is Vance gonna know?” I have a problem with that being the top of her worries, but it's the plan, isn't it?

“We will make something up.” I purse my lips to signify the end of the discussion.

“I regret doing this with you.” She says. I know where Nadia is headed.

I keep driving in silence, which annoys her all the more. It's a precarious position, I'm trying to manage all these, at the same time make friends with the fact that Nadia actually slept with Vance. That is some dust in the wind right now, and I'm more focused on moving forward with this plan, and fast too.

Today should be the last time Vance sees daylight. It has to be today.

“What would you suggest?” I ask Nadia. Somehow,I feel including her would remind her that we are both in this together and she is not some pawn I'm playing, even though -at this point- she is, especially after she went ahead to have sex with him. That was way out of line!

She goes mute for a while. One would think nothing more than a breeze blew by with her blank expressionless face. I don't trust Nadia so much, I have to get an idea of whatever is going through her mind.

“It's the end of the road.” She says after what seems to be an hour. For a damn minute, my hands are glued to the steering wheel, in fear that she was going to bail out after all this. I don't want to start thinking about committing any other murder. A life has been lost, though insignificant. “It's the end of the damn road for someone today.” Nadia pursed her lips in the most sinister way I've seen in a while, and to be honest, I like it.

It's unfortunate that had to happen for her to realize how serious we had to be and stop stalling. The plan is old enough to have materialized.

“I love you.” I say to Nadia, fighting the upturn of my lips, a smile is about to break out.

“Fuck you.” She hits back. I don't bother looking at her expression, the plan is back on, and that is all that matters to me right now.

We headed back to my house. Nadia has moved in with me for the past two years. Our relationship is secret, and we choose to keep it that way, till our domination scheme becomes reality. The doctor comes in to examine her and confirms that she is totally fine, and that the child was miscarried because Nadia's wolf tried to come out. Her now maternal body has not enough immunity against such transformation, so the baby had to go.

“Why did she want to come out?” I ask Nadia as soon as the doctor is out of earshot

“I had a few things to take care of.” She slides her pink floral gown over her fresh yellow laps, fixing to get up off the examination table.

“Baby” I say. Firmly, but gently holding her down and riding my hands slowly up her gown. Her initial resistance weakens and she stays still before finally cooperating.

My hands rub faintly against her inner left thigh, evoking rapid uneven gasps from her lips. Gently sliding the index finger of my left hand up her belly and between her cleavage, I tease her lips for a while before going in her mouth. She immediately knows what to do. Nadia sixks on my finger while I keep teasing her, taking her through all the milestones leading to a wet organ. Her lips are quivering and her legs unsteady.

She's beginning to hum an unsteady tone which just arouses me all the more. Ridding her thighs of the fancy examination gown she's still in, with a swipe of my right hand, her thighs come apart, revealing soft pink wetness. Starting with her inner thighs from her knees, I work my moist lips up her legs.

Nadia is delirious and starts pushing for my head to keep going lower. Drawing imaginary marks with my tongue and leaving a little bit of moisture gets her all the more riled up.

“There's more where that came from.” I say, just after withdrawing at the tip of her clit.

She shoots me a darting glare.

“Cover up.” I say, smiling a little bit, I'm glad I still have the power to put Nadia in this position.

Her cheeks flush.

“It's half past four.” Nadia does respond to anything I'm saying. Her head is buried and her eyes closed.

“I wanna go grab dinner.” She says, before changing into new clothes and heading out the door.

“Aren't we going to come up with something?” I ask her.

“Leave me the fuck alone.” She retorts, banging the door right after.