Not well, but she's not the actress. She has a twin sister.
We pulled up to her apartment and there was a big to do. Cameras were snapping as soon as we got out of the car. The people were shouting at her about me. "Who's your latest?"
"He's a hunk. Women are going to be even more envious of you."
"Where are you from, Kane?" I guess someone that was at the studio leaked my information to the public. They took my wallet and everything I had in my pockets when they locked me up in the holding cell.
I could see the nervousness in her eyes, so I gripped her waist and scooped her up into my arms, rushing her into the building.
"Carrying her over the threshold! Secret wedding!" The cameras continued to flash in the night. I didn't think about the repercussions, but I would tomorrow.
The next morning all hell broke loose. Evelyn rushed into the room only to see me in my wolf form on her shredded couch.
"Ah!" she screeched.
I ran into the bedroom and shifted back to human. Wrapping a blanket around my body, I walked into the living room but she wasn't there. All of a sudden she came running out of the kitchen with a knife in her hand. Luckily, I was able to rush her before she stabbed me or hurt herself. We tumbled to the ground as the door unlocked and I heard a gasp and dropped keys. Turning my head, my eyes went wild. Before me was my woman- my mate.
She ran from the door as fast as she could. I took off after her naked and finally hard as hell only to reach the elevator just as it was closing. I could see her sad expression, and I had the answer to my dream. She looked down at my huge erection and covered her mouth, tears pouring from her eyes.
Realizing I couldn't run around Hollywood stark naked, I ran back to her sister's apartment. She was pressing a towel to the back of her head. Her eyes made contact with my already waning erection, and she blanched.
"Sorry, but I need to find her."
"No. You're a monster."
"I'm not a monster," I argued, closing and locking the door behind me. I scooped up the sheet I dropped and covered myself. "You don't understand, and I can't believe I agreed to stay the night."
"Tell me this is some movie prank."
"I wish I could. I need your promise that what I tell you remains a secret. Should you leak it to anyone, Carolyn will be without a sister." She gasped.
It took her a moment to calm, but it was already too long for me. I needed to find my mate, and my wolf was barely at bay. She finally gave me a nod of acceptance.
"Not everything in the movies is fake. I'm what some would call a shifter. There are many of us, but we usually live with others of our kind just in case of accidental shifting- like what just happened."
"There are more of you? Do you eat us?"
"No. You saw last night that I eat regular meals."
"Is that why you two dreamed of each other?"
"Yes and no. Our kind normally mates with our own, but sometimes it's with a human. That's when the dreams begin until we find each other. I would love to continue this conversation with your sister as well. I love her and she's my mate. My dreams upset me and I shift and there's nothing I can do about it. I need to find her."
"How do I know you won't hurt her?" She challenged me like I wasn't this massive beast she'd been afraid of ten minutes ago. Her love for her sister was strong.
"I could never hurt her. Her pain is my pain. Right now my chest feels like I've been hit by a boulder. She's everything to me. If she died, so would I. Our fates are tied together until death." I poured my heart into my words unintentionally because it was the truth. She was the only one for me.
"I'll call her." She dialed the number, but it went straight to voicemail. "Sorry. She's not answering."
"I need some clothes. My suitcase is at the lot still."
"I will call it over, but in the meantime, I'll ask the shop next door to send something up. Just give me your sizes." I gave them to her, only because the sooner they arrived the sooner I could go after Carolyn.
"Thanks."
Her phone was going crazy with messages congratulating her on the wedding and others were mad that she did it without saying anything. I had no idea what kind of chaos last night would cause.
"I didn't get married, and I'm not dating Kane Holt. He's my sister's new boyfriend and in town to visit. Please stop this shit storm before my sister never speaks to me again," she hissed into the phone before hanging up.
"Sorry, that was my PR manager. Hopefully, word will spread just as fast as it did last night. I need to get ready to be on the set in twenty minutes. Once the clothes come up from the store, we can drive to the studio where you can get your things and go to my sister's house."
Chapter Seven
It was the longest day of my life. I drove all night because I'd heard about a madman on the set trying to get to Evelyn. When she left me the message that something came up, I assumed she'd been hurt and couldn't make it. I worried the whole way there, stopping just after getting off the freeway because I had almost fallen asleep at the wheel. I closed my eyes for just a moment and passed out. It was a quick nap which morphed into my usual dreams and woke me moments later. Forgetting sleep, I rushed to her condo. I'd never been so crushed until I walked into her apartment.
Seeing him on top of her, my real world crumbled. Driving back was so hard, my tears clouded my eyes the entire trip home. Even though I was exhausted, I was afraid to sleep. I didn't want to dream of him ever again. I sat at my kitchen table crying and thought about the dream I had on the road that had matured until he kissed me and I pushed him away. Now I knew it was all bullshit. He was married to my sister. How could this be? How could she do that to me?
I pulled the painting from my closet and cried onto it. I'd never met any of my sister's lovers before, but of all the people to see her with, I never thought it would be my dream man. I couldn't believe I walked in on them wrapped in a sheet. Evelyn teased me about the pictures and how she wanted him for herself. I didn't know she was cruel enough to do it.
My phone had been going crazy with calls from Evelyn and several numbers I didn't know, but I was used to the press calling me about her. I shook off the pain that consumed me and snapped the painting in half, tossing it out. My tears were over with. I didn't even know him, so it wasn't like I had a claim to him in the first place.
Wait! Fuck that! I did have a claim to him and my sister crossed a line I could never forgive her for. It was bad enough that any time she did anything, I got hounded by her fans or nutty photogs asking for my opinion or how come I didn't work with her. I hate attention, and now I hated my sister. How could she?
I turned on my computer because as a web designer I had a few projects that needed my attention asap, but after an hour, I still hadn't managed to finish all of the assignments. My heart and mind were back at Evelyn's apartment. I shoved away from my desk, stood up, and screamed at the top of my lungs. "Fuck everyone!"
I needed to forget and move on. My crime shows would work to take my mind off the two of them. So after tossing my pajamas on, it was time to turn on the television and bust out some ice cream.
Opening my chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, I powered on the television. It was on the Celebrity News Channel because I was trying to find out anything I could about the man on the set before I left. It was the start of a new broadcast and on the screen was a shot of Kane carrying Evelyn into her building. Then a big question mark appeared over the image. Like watching the aftermath of a car accident, I couldn't look away.
"Sources close to the couple claim that any wedding rumors are false. Mr. Holt isn't even dating the lovely Ms. Denney. The rumor mill says that he's interested in her sister. Reports claim that Carolyn Denney and Mr. Holt will be engaged," the pretty blonde on the right reported.
"So what's with carrying her away from the press then?"
"I don't know, Jen. Maybe it's a publicity stunt for her new film."
"We'll have to keep an eye on this situation. Either way, ladies, that Kane Holt is one sexy man."
The gaggle of women at their news desk started to giggle and blush in agreement.
I switched the channel and even that network had a banner on the bottom. Evelyn Denney rumors false. She's not married. Kane Holt is engaged to her twin sister.
"No, so she's only fucking him. Her publicist must have sent this bullshit story to the press," I grumbled to myself. There was knocking at my door, but I just ignored it. It had continued for a minute before I heard the key in the lock. I'd forgotten that she had one to my place as well.