All Chapters of Worth Waiting For: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Landon took in a deep breath as the door closed behind him. It took everything in him not to barge back in that room and hide Brooklyn away from everything. He needed to get her out and safe before anything happened to her. He also felt embarrassment slide through him at his sloppiness. She probably thought he was some sort of creepy stalker at this point. He had a hard time keeping his distance and his mouth sh

A slight vibration against her thigh alerted Brooklyn of a message and she fished her phone from the fabric of her cocktail dress. ‘Don’t forget about the Arroyos. They told me they will meet you by the bar. They both have red shirts.’ Vincent messaged. Brooklyn quickly texted back a response before she squared her shoulders

Red started receding from his sight as Landon focused on his mate. Brooklyn’s blue eyes were wide with terror as she looked at him. Her usually immaculate blonde hair was now messy and looked disheveled. Her black cocktail dress was no longer smooth as the wrinkles rested against her long, curvy legs and slimmed waist. The sight of her instantly helped him regain control of his wolf. His relief was short-l

Brooklyn slipped her key in the door and walked in, leaving the door open for him. Landon immediately was hit with his mate’s intoxicating scent—pears and laundry detergent. He took a deep breath, taking in as much of it as he could.He heard a light scoff and turned his attention to Brooklyn, who was leaning against the kitchen counter. “Why do you always smell like that?” Landon couldn’t help but smile at how ridiculous he must have looked.

Brooklyn scoffed and folded her arms, trying to keep out from under Hunter’s spell. He had so much control over her, especially when he was this close. And Brooklyn hated it. “Hunter...” Hunter’s face lowered close to hers. She heard him take a deep breath and let it out slowly.

Landon watched in satisfaction as his mate dozed off in his arms. It took a lot of coaxing, but she finally allowed him to hold her in his arms. Brooklyn slumped her weight against him and closed her beautiful blue eyes. After almost an hour of talking, Brooklyn finally fell asleep. It was a good thing, too, seeing as though it was incredibly late and she was attacked in the club earlier today. Brooklyn patiently explained her involvement with Vincent and although he was strongly against

Brooklyn jumped out of her skin when she saw a shadow sleeping on the couch.She quickly flicked on the light to her office, illuminating the shadow passed out on the small sofa in front of her desk. “Lacy? What are you doing here?”

He lied to her. She gave him another shot and he had still been lying to her the whole time. The sharp sting of betrayal was followed by a gut-wrenching feeling of despair. What else was he lying about? “Brooke!” Lacy hollered right as Brooklyn unlocked her car.

Soft plush lips finally connected with his again. He could feel the hesitation in Brooklyn’s movements, as if she was testing him. Landon was shocked at first from the velvety feel of her lips moving over his. Unlike the other times he’d kissed her, Brooklyn was gentle, almost pleading with her kiss. He felt the confusion, the desire, and the hesitation in her kiss, almost as if she was pleading with him not to break her.

“Landon, slow down. I can’t see anything,” Brooklyn begged, her hand grasping the door handle and the console in tight grips. Landon pulled her tense fingers from the middle console and threaded his fingers through hers. “Relax, I can see. I have this under control.” Landon turned the car, heading down another road stretched out along the rainy path. More large drops pelted the windshield, obscuring the view of the road in front of him.