I Won’t Lie

Indigo

I saw what I saw… I did.

Elijah and Scarlett exchange looks. I don't need to have my wolf to see the way Scarlett's chest is rising and falling rapidly. And why is her towel so low? Yeah, ok, we are werewolves, and you know we see nudey nudey people all the time, but for her to be in the house and with her towel hanging so precariously low on her boobs…

Big red flag dude.

I watch Elijah. He looks as smooth as ever. Just how he would pretend when he had some random girls around or was messing around with them and would instantly plaster on a deadpan look and pretend he was doing nothing, like I didn't know what a guy and girl get up to.

I look between them, the image of Elijah leaning over her, just as he used to do with Fiona or other girls he was flirting with. I feel confused. It can't be possible, maybe I misunderstood them?

There is no way Elijah had been about to kiss Scarlett, right? I mean, not only is that simply wrong, but it's also gross, and way too far-fetched to be true, right? But they had been close, too close.

Suddenly I feel worried. I love him, but he is a playboy. He isn't trying to mess with her, is he? Worry flits through me as I simply stand there.

I look at Scarlett, taking in her dangerously low towel once again. I swear I can see her nips. Pushing my random thoughts away, I raise my eyebrows.

"Scarlett, although I know Elijah is our brother, and he has no interest in you, you're having a nip slip," I say, deciding to pretend I did not see their compromising position. It is too shocking to process right now and Elijah's now piercing, calculating eyes are making me nervous.

Scarlett's eyes fly open once again, quickly looking down at her towel, and blushing as she pulls it up a little. She's kind of struggling since it's a damn tiny towel.

Elijah smirks seeing Scarlett flustered. Pulling off his top, he tosses it at her. She catches it easily, although she seems to be fumbling a little.

"That might cover a little more," he says, his eyes trailing over her body.

Eww, what the fuck? Is he messing? I don't know…

"You may be my stepsister, but you have one killer body there, Red." His cocky smirk only grows as she glares at him.

I frown, maybe I had imagined it? Maybe he had just been threatening her or something after what happened with Dad. That still makes my stomach twist. I don't like it when people get violent, it makes my mind go blank. I hate how pathetic I sounded when I went to Scarlett. Why am I so damn pathetic?

I glance at them again. He wouldn't flirt openly with her in front of me. Feeling even more confused, I turn to leave as Scarlett pulls the top on.

"By the way, Mama's okay but she was worried about you, Scar. That maybe Elijah might take his anger out on you," I say.

Elijah frowns. "I would never do that."

"But Mama's terrified. Maybe go see her?" I say to Scarlett, knowing Mama needed this just as much.

She's worse than I am, even though I often see her reactions mirror what I feel inside.

"Dad's in his office and then Grandma Amelia is coming in a few hours. I also came to ask if you wanted to cook. Mama's not up to it," I say, looking over my shoulder at my sister. I notice that thing on her neck again. Why does it look like a mark but bruised or something? But once again, her hair covers it. I want to ask, but not like this. Not now.

"Sure, I'll do it. I promised Grandma Amy next time she came I'd be the one to cook, anyway. I'm going to go get dressed, then I'll get started," Scarlett says. Elijah has his intense blue gaze fixed on her, but she doesn't spare him a look.

Weird.

I'm about to leave when I notice some marks on his neck and shoulder, scratch marks, like… I look up and our eyes meet, his cerulean blue piercing into me.

He gives me a small smile that does not reach his eyes and makes my heart thud nervously.

"Want to go for a walk?" he asks me. I cross my arms.

"Sure," I reply. "As long as you don't plan to bury me in the woods."

"Now why would I do that?" he asks, cocking a brow as he walks over and roughs my hair.

Cus that's what happens to witnesses of a crime, right? And what I think I saw was definitely a crime.

"Just…" I shrug.

"Alright Pixie, don't go watching horror movies. You're getting crazy ideas. Meet you outside in a few. I'm just going to grab a shirt," he says, leaving the bathroom.

"Sure, I'll wait outside."

Elijah

I take the steps two at a time, reaching the first floor quickly and, glancing down the hall, I try the handle to Scarlett's bedroom, and it opens. She's standing there pulling on a lemon-yellow coloured thong, looking so fucking fine, and I can't help but stare at how her ass swallows it up.

I lick my lips as she gives me a look while she adjusts the matching bra she's wearing over her perfect fucking breasts. My eyes darken as I drink in how sexy she looks.

Fuck, she's a temptation, the colour goes perfectly with her ivory skin.

"Have you forgotten to knock? And don't use that door," she whispers worriedly. "What if someone sees you?"

"Don't worry about that. No one is around," I murmur, locking the door behind me. I saunter over to her and grab her hips, pulling her into me. Fuck, does she feel good.

"Indigo almost caught us," she says, biting her lip as her eyes trail over my bare chest. She wants me and that makes me feel even cockier.

"Hmm," I say, kissing her neck over the pulsing black veins. Her eyes flutter shut.

I have a feeling Indigo saw exactly what had been about to happen. We had been directly in her line of sight. I don't want to worry Scarlett right now, not until I have spoken to her myself.

"You should really leave," she murmurs although she makes no attempt to pull away, her heart racing and her body reacting to me like a doll on strings. Just how I like it.

I flick my tongue up her neck, making a soft moan escape her.

"I wanted one kiss, and I always collect," I whisper seductively, moving back slightly. Threading my fingers into her hair, I yank her head back, making her gasp before she bites her lip, her eyes darkening with anticipation.

She loves it when I'm a little rough, and I'm testing her limits. So far, she's been comfortable with everything but I plan to do things to her that are as fucking taboo as people think us being stepsiblings are.

A devilish smirk crosses my lips, and when I lick them slowly, my eyes fixed on her as she follows my tongue; I can smell her intoxicating arousal.

"Fuck…" she murmurs before my lips meet hers in a hot, sizzling, passionate kiss. I grab her breast roughly before my hand travels down until it reaches her pussy. Pushing aside her lacy thong, I shove two fingers into her dripping core, making her eyes fly open at the sudden intrusion.

A moan escapes her, but I don't stop kissing her, assaulting those plush lips with my own as I continue to please her pussy with my fingers.

We kiss deeper. It becomes hungrier and hotter, and only when she needs air does she break away gasping.

I slip my fingers out, moving back and placing them in my mouth, slowly licking them clean. Fuck, she tastes incredible. My eyes lock with hers as I look at her flushed cheeks and how fucking good she looks.

"Fuck, you're delicious," I murmur. "Guess I'm going to have to settle for this right now… but tonight I'm eating you out until you can't fucking walk."

"I can't wait," she whispers, and I don't miss the way she presses her thighs together.

I'm leaving her turned on and needing more, and that will make tonight even more enticing.

Tiptoeing, she tugs me down and kisses my lips softly, a soft sigh escaping her. I squeeze her ass, tapping it once before I move back, knowing I better go. Indigo is waiting for me.

"See you later. I'm looking forward to eating the meal you are going to cook. I heard you're an excellent cook. I wonder if it tastes half as good as you do… Try not to burn the house down?" I tease, knowing she's an amazing cook. I am looking forward to it.

She rolls her eyes, but I don't miss the blush on her cheeks.

There's a cute side to my Kitten, one she keeps suppressed. I kiss her cheek before I slip out of her room.

Five minutes later, Indigo and I step out of the mansion, both walking quietly. For once, our friendly sibling banter and playfulness is missing, and I feel a pang of sadness at that.

I don't want things to change between us because of my relationship with Red. She is my kid sister, no matter how fucked up the situation is. I do not want to lose her, but the situation is getting more and more complicated, and the possible consequences of what might happen when we reveal our relationship are growing.

I stop walking after another ten minutes of silence. We are at the edge of the woods, far enough in an isolated part where we won't really run into anyone. Only the sound of nature makes its presence known. The Alpha mansion is no longer in view.

Indigo looks at me, staring unblinking and expectantly as she folds her arms.

"You saw us in the bathroom," I state, cutting straight to the point.

"Obviously, I saw you both there, duh. I didn't look right past you, did I?" she asks, rolling her eyes. Kids, they pretend to know less than they actually do. And her every action and remark only cements my assumption that she clicked on.

"You know what I mean, Pixie…" I answer quietly, my face now dead serious. Indigo stares at me, her face paling, her heart thudding. Her usual vibrant eyes that would be full of mischief look almost… vulnerable.

"I do, but I don't want to believe it. What were you two doing?" she asks accusingly. "It looked like you were…" She shudders at her own thoughts but shakes her head. "No. Tell me what you were doing." It's almost as if she just wants me to tell her she misunderstood, but I am not going to do that.

I sigh, slipping my hands into the pockets of my jeans, my eyes meeting her dark navy-blue eyes.

"I won't lie to you. You saw what you saw. I was about to kiss her because I fucking love her, and trust me, it is not in the same way that I love you."