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Ruby Knoxx
***
Pulling at the dress's fabric, I try to encourage it to stay closer to my knees. As soon as I move, though, it slides back up
my thighs, showing a lot more leg than I'm used to.
"Stop fiddling with it, Saf," Tanya laughs as she hands me my coat. "I wouldn't let you go out in something that didn't
look great. It's a little shorter than you normally go for, but I promise it's not that short. It's party-appropriate. Just be glad your
brother's not here to see you go out."
I groan. Maybe it is too short. I look at my reflection in the hall mirror. The short black dress clings to my curves,
accentuating every contour of my body. I almost never wear heels, but the extra height makes my legs look so much longer.
The dress is low-cut without being too revealing. I don't want anyone gawking at me. Tanya insisted on doing my
makeup, and I must admit she's really enhanced my features, giving me perfectly smoky eyes and rosy cheeks that make me feel
more confident than usual.
Tanya watches me with a mischievous grin, her eyes full of admiration. "You're going to turn heads tonight, Saf," she
says, her voice filled with intrigue. "Anyone interesting going?"
I roll my eyes at her. I'm sure she knows I have a crush on Cole. "I don't think so. I really wish Charlotte was going, to
be honest." I suddenly feel nervous.
"At least you have Terrance," Tanya says, then her eyes widen. "You two are still just friends, aren't you? This isn't a
date?"
"No!" I exclaim. "Charlotte said the same earlier, but this is not a date. There is literally nothing between me and
Terrance. He's just a friend."
"Mmm," Tanya teases. "Well, your friend is coming up the drive."
I look at the security monitor and see Terrance's car approaching. I feel almost sick with anticipation. I tell myself I'm
just nervous about attending my first proper party. The rumor is that Jonah's parties are always really wild, and the worry of
not fitting in hangs heavily over me. But that's not the main reason my stomach is in knots.
Will Cole be there? He's all I've been thinking about while getting dressed and doing my hair. I'd never have agreed to
wear this dress if, deep down, I didn't hope Cole would see me in it.
Later, Terrance is practically bubbling with excitement as we ride the elevator to Jonah's penthouse. The building sits
on the very edge of town near Brite Corp. It’s an old warehouse that was derelict just a few years ago. It now houses private
apartments, most of which Brite Corp owns. I wasn't surprised at all to discover Jonah has a penthouse with a hot tub on the
roof. He just has that kind of vibe.
I take a deep breath as the elevator doors slide open. The penthouse entrance is nothing short of incredible. The
luxurious interior takes my breath away, and this is only the foyer. As I step into the lavish space, my eyes widen in awe. I've
never seen anything like this. Exposed brick walls, meticulously preserved from the original warehouse structure, stretch
across the room, adorned with modern art pieces that add sophistication to the industrial finish. A sleek, black marble
countertop stands against one wall, lined with bottles of expensive liquor and crystal glasses that shimmer under the dimmed
lights.
Someone hands me a glass of something as soon as we step off the elevator. I accept the drink, not even sure what it is,
and grip the glass tightly, feeling incredibly out of place already. Looking around, I notice the walls are filled with photographs
capturing moments frozen in time—glamorous parties, exotic locations, and enigmatic faces posing with Jonah.
Terrance looks over my shoulder as I admire some of them, amazed at Jonah's lifestyle. He gives a low whistle of
admiration as he glances back at me. "This guy is my hero."
I laugh as I shrug off my coat and hand it to an attendant who has materialized beside us. I almost wish I could keep my
coat on for a bit longer; I don't want to feel exposed. But I don't feel like I can say no. Standing there in just my dress, I feel the
cool air kiss my bare shoulders, sending shivers down my spine.
Terrance's eyes linger on my outfit, his lips curving into an appreciative smile. "Damn. You look great, Saf."
"Oh, thanks," I say, not entirely liking how he's staring at me, but I know he's just being nice. I wave the compliment
away, trying not to blush. "It's Tanya's. One of the benefits of having her move in."
As we move into the main room, the scale of the party becomes clear. A jazz band is playing in the corner, filling the air
with a sultry vibe. There are sexy people everywhere, their beauty and confidence like nothing I've ever seen before. I thought
my dress was too short, but I'm way overdressed compared to some of the women here. Their barely-there dresses leave little
to the imagination, and I don't know where to look. It's both mesmerizing and overwhelming, and I can't help but feel self-
conscious.
"Now we're talking." Terrance grins, pointing to a couple kissing passionately against the wall, their bodies entwined
in a sensual dance for dominance.
I'm blushing furiously now, and my gaze darts from one couple to another, unsure where to look. I take a sip of my
drink, hoping it will ground me, only to realize that it's shifter alcohol. Regular alcohol does not affect us; in fact, we're
practically immune to its intoxicating properties. But this drink is different. It burns down my throat, and I hastily put it to one
side. "It's shifter alcohol," I tell Terrance. “You shouldn’t drink any. You’re driving.”
Terrance rolls his eyes, but picks up my glass. "Wait here. I'll get you something else."
I nod, grateful he listened, and lean against the wall, trying not to stare at the couple now grinding against each other.
Suddenly, Jonah rushes past, coming to a stop when he sees me.
"Tell me you're not hiding in a corner, Saffy,” he says. “Not when you look so beautiful."
I look over to see a couple of beautiful half-naked women waiting for him. His eyes are so full of mischief that I can't
help smiling. "I'm just waiting for Terrance to get my drink, I promise."
Jonah nods, seemingly satisfied, but before he rushes off, he adds, "Go easy on the good stuff. I can't be getting Cole's
intern into trouble."
I want to ask if Cole's here, but Jonah has already rushed off chasing the women, who are now screaming with laughter.
I sigh, scanning the room for Cole, but I can't see him. I'm grateful when Terrance returns with a different drink, and we decide
to tour the vast penthouse. The drink is delicious, and Terrance gets me a couple of refills as we catch up with some of the
R&D team hiding out on the deck, obviously overwhelmed by the party, too.
Everyone is talking and laughing, but I find myself yawning. Sarah catches me and laughs. "Are we keeping you up,
Saffy?"
I groan, embarrassed. "I don't know what's wrong with me. I feel so sleepy." I didn't feel tired when I arrived. Perhaps
I'm just not cut out for parties. I excuse myself to go to the bathroom, but when I stand, I wobble slightly, blood rushing to my
head. I grip Terrance's shoulder to steady myself.
"Whoa, you okay?" he asks. I think he looks concerned, but it's hard to tell as my vision blurs slightly. I nod and exit the
deck quickly, hoping no one else noticed. I keep my head down as I concentrate on putting one foot in front of the other, passing
through the main room where the band is still playing. People unintentionally jostle me as I try to navigate the space. I think I
spot Jonah and briefly consider asking him for help, but I'm too embarrassed, so I head toward the bathroom instead.
Stumbling up the last couple of steps, I'm grateful to see the corridor looking empty. Which door is the bathroom, I
wonder. I try the first two, but they don't open. Finally, the third opens, but as I feel around for a switch, I begin to wonder if it's
the wrong room. The darkness envelopes me, only making me feel worse. I try to step backward, but hit something hard. It's a
person, and I feel hands wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer.
"Wha—" I murmur.
"It's okay, Saffy, I've got you. Okay?" a male voice replies in the dark. His hands begin stroking my bare arms,
skimming my breasts. Through my mental fog, the voice sounds familiar. Safe, even.
I step away in an attempt to clear my head. "Cole?"
"Why the fuck would I be Cole?" The voice’s harsh tone helps my mind to clear temporarily, and I focus on the voice.
"Terrance?" I ask, confused.
The man doesn't answer. Instead, he grabs my arm and pulls me closer, sealing his lips against mine and pushing me
back until I'm falling onto something soft. A bed? Panic begins to set in as I feel his weight on top of me, but my limbs feel so
heavy. I try to push him off, but it has no effect.
My wolf is quiet. She's not fighting, and even as I try to shift, nothing happens.
"Come on, Saf, just relax," he whispers, and now I know for sure it's Terrance. A tear leaks from my eye as he roughly
palms my breast.
"S-stop, please," I sob.
He doesn't listen and simply resumes kissing my neck, grinding his growing erection against my body. I struggle beneath
him to no avail, and then still, building my strength before wrenching my face away from his and screaming with everything I
have left.
"Help!"
Chapter 15 - Cole
I pour another drink, loosen my top shirt button, and lean against the quartz counter. I hate the quietness. The alcohol
gives me a momentary rush before my shifter blood immediately clears it from my system, so I pour another. I know it's my
choice to be here alone, but that doesn't make it any easier to swallow.
I hope to God Annie is having a nice time with her mom. I know it means the world to her. I had hoped Carmela would
step up this time, but that doesn't seem likely. Annie is getting older now, and I know she's beginning to see that her mom
doesn't behave the way other moms do.
I was dismayed when Carmela announced they were going to have a lovely evening with the two nannies she brought
with her. What kind of parent needs two nannies to help look after one small child for the night? I was even more discouraged
when she told Annie she'd teach her some spells before bed. I know that Annie is half-witch and has every right to learn about
her heritage, but the thought of her learning spells so young makes me nervous. Especially if her mom is going to disappear for
months at a time and not give her any real guidance.
I pull out my phone and set a reminder to speak to the local coven about starting classes with Annie. She's not showing
any signs of shifter or magical ability yet, but she will. It's inevitable. Just as inevitable as the fact that her mom won't be there
to help her.
I'm so used to being in control of every aspect of my life and business. Sitting here, wondering if Annie is having a
good time, is driving me crazy. I'm not used to the feeling, and I definitely can't just sit with it.
Finishing my drink, I fire off a message to Carmela, asking how Annie has settled in at the apartment. I watch as the
dots flash on my phone for a few minutes. Eventually, she replies with a photo of my beaming daughter making pizza with
Katie, one of her nannies, and the caption, They’re having a great time.
I have no doubt Annie’s having a great time with Katie. They always do. But I release a heavy sigh, noting that Carmela
doesn't see anything wrong with this scenario. Yes, I use nannies, too. But that's for work, not simply to hang out together in the
evening. Yet, despite my annoyance over how Carmela chooses to spend her precious little time with Annie, I am at least
reassured that my daughter is having fun.
I put my phone on the counter and pour another drink, trying to drown out the intense silence with some music. My
phone beeps again. Assuming it's from Carmela, I'm surprised to see a video message from Jonah.
I press play, and a scene from Jonah's penthouse comes to life. I instantly recognize some of the faces as he pans the
phone around the room. He’s flown in his favorite jazz band, and I see the cabaret twins he always enjoys doing one of their
seductive routines on a podium in the background.
The camera pans back to his face, his eyes glowing with enthusiasm as he begins trying to talk me into attending the
party, which I'm sure is just warming up.
"...even Dom's here, Cole. And he never comes to my parties! Max is over from Miami, and he brought his new wife or
boyfriend, I'm not sure." He laughs. "I know you've had a shitty week, but I've got you. If anyone can cheer you up, it's me. Or
maybe your redhead. She's here looking hot..."
Redhead…does he mean Saffy?
I close the video and immediately call Jonah. It rings a few times, but eventually, he answers with a laugh. "Sorry, man.
I was busy in the hot tub. Wet hands, you know—"
"Is Saffy there?"
He laughs again. "I knew that would get your attention, but I didn't expect you to be so fucking obvious."
"Just answer me," I bark, in no mood for his jokes right now. Jonah's parties are always wild. No place for someone as
innocent as Saffy.
"Yeah, man," he says. "Looking hot, too."
I pinch the bridge of my nose. I had a feeling that Jonah's grand plan to bring his party lifestyle to the mountains would
be a bad idea, but I didn't think it would ever involve Saffy.
"Who did she go with?" I ask.
Jonah pauses for a moment, obviously trying to think through his shifter alcohol-addled brain. "That kid that's always a
bit overexcited. The other intern."
Terrance.
"I'm on my way," I tell him.
Before I hang up, I hear him announce, "Cole's coming!" A raucous cheer goes up in the background, but I'm in no mood
to party.
Or, more accurately, I'm not in the mood for Saffy to be partying with anyone else. My wolf is riled and won't be
satisfied until he sees her.
Thankfully, the penthouse isn't far from my cabin, as I bought up a chunk of real estate near the new office. Soon, I'm
impatiently hitting Jonah's elevator button, frustration threatening to overwhelm me as I wait for the doors to open. I run a hand
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Fig. 318.—A Diagram of an Orchid-flower.
B, Cephalanthera. Stylar-column: a anther; s
stigma; at the foot are seen scars indicating the
position of the parts which have been removed.
Order 2. Orchidaceæ. The epigynous, petaloid perianth is
strongly zygomorphic in having the posterior leaf of the interior whorl,
the lip (labellum), differing from all the other leaves in form, size, and
colour (except Apostasieæ); the position of the labellum is very
frequently reversed, being turned forwards and downwards by the
twisting of the ovary (Fig. 318 A). Only 1 of the stamens—the
anterior of the external whorl—is developed and bears an anther (by
the twisting of the ovary it is turned posteriorly and upwards); the
others are entirely wanting (indicated by * in Fig. 318 A) or present
as staminodes (Fig. 318 A, δ δ) (except Apostasieæ, Cypripedileæ);
the filaments are united with the style to form a column (Fig. 318 B),
the stylar-column[30] (gynostemium), and the anther (a) is thus
placed on its apex and exactly behind or over the stigma (s). The
anther is 4-locular; the pollen-grains do not separate (except
Apostasieæ, Cypripedileæ) but remain united either in tetrads or in
masses, which correspond to a pollen-mother-cell (Fig. 320 C, D, E);
or the pollen-grains, formed in each of the two anther-halves, remain
united and form one or a few wax-like masses (pollen-masses,
pollinia). The 3 carpels form a unilocular ovary with 3 parietal, deeply
bifid placentæ (except Apostasieæ, Selenipedilum). Only the two
lateral carpels are prolonged and developed into the stigma (Fig. 318
B, s), while the one lying in the median line, which is situated just
within the anther (Fig. 318 A), becomes either rudimentary or
developed into the “rostellum” (“a small beak”), on which the sticky
bodies (glandulæ) arise; by aid of these the heavy, connected pollen-
masses may be glued to the insects which visit the flower, and
pollination is thus secured (in Apostasieæ and Cypripedileæ the 3
carpels each contribute to the formation of the stigma). The fruit is a
capsule which most often dehisces by 6 valves, 3 of which are
broader and bear the placentæ, and 3 alternating with them are
narrower and barren (except Vanilla). The very numerous and
exceedingly small seeds have no endosperm, and have a somewhat
spherical embryo without any trace of external organs. The testa is
membranous and loose.
The Orchids are all perennial herbs with diverse habits and
varying morphological structure (see the genera); the leaves are
scattered, of the usual Liliaceous form, and the inflorescences in all
cases are racemes or spikes (sometimes branched), with subtending
bracts, but without bracteoles.
The forms which are the least modified are described first.
1. Apostasieæ. The perianth-leaves are almost alike and free.
The column is straight, with 3 equally-developed stigmas. Neuwiedia
has 3 perfect stamens (1 median of the outer whorl, and 2 lateral of
the inner whorl); Apostasia has only 2 perfect (inner lateral) and one
barren (the median of the outer whorl), which however may be
entirely wanting. The 3 posterior stamens are entirely suppressed.
The pollen is powdery. The ovary is 3-locular with axile placenta. 7
species (Tropical East India, Australia).
Fig. 319.—Cypripedilum calceolus: 1 front view of the flower; 2
lateral view, after the removal of all the perianth-leaves with the
exception of the labellum, which has been divided longitudinally; 3
the stylar-column; ov ovary; s-s exterior, p interior perianth; p’ the
labellum; a the two fertile stamens; a’ the staminode; st the stigma;
i entrance for the insects; ex exit.
Family 1. Salicifloræ.
Trees and shrubs, which, in the structure of the vegetative shoot
and the catkin-like inflorescences, resemble the Quercifloræ, but the
structure of the flower differs so much from them, that the only order
brought under this heading—Salicaceæ—well deserves to be
separated and to form a family of its own, the nearest relatives of
which are still doubtful. As Juglandaceæ and Myricaceæ also deserve to be
placed in a special family, the name Amentaceæ (Catkin-bearers), hitherto applied
to all of these plants, cannot be retained as the name of a family.
Fig. 323.—Salix: male flowers of S. pentandra (a), S. aurita (b), S. rubra (c),
female flowers of S. aurita (d), S. nigricans (e), S. mollissima (f).
Salix (Willow) has short-stalked, most frequently lanceolate leaves
and erect catkins with undivided bracts (Fig. 322). The flowers are
naked; 1 (o in a-f) or 2 yellowish glands situated in the median line.
In the ♂ -flower generally two stamens, situated laterally like the
carpels in the ♀-flower. Various forms are seen in Fig. 323.—The terminal bud
of the branches often aborts regularly, the uppermost lateral bud taking its place.
Populus (Aspen, Poplar) has long-stalked, more or less round or
cordate leaves with drawn-out apex; catkin pendulous; lobed bracts;
perianth cup-like with oblique edge; stamens usually numerous;
stigmas often divided.—P. tremula (Aspen) has received its name from the
tremor of the leaves: cf. “to shake like an aspen leaf.”
Pollination. The Poplars are wind-pollinated. The Willows have sticky pollen
and are pollinated by insects. The catkins of the Willows, especially the ♂ , are
more conspicuous, from the numerous, closely-packed, yellow flowers, rich in
honey and pollen. The catkins often appear before the foliage and so are much
more easily seen, whilst at this time of the year the number of competing honey-
flowers is smaller, and the insect visits consequently more numerous. On many
catkins of the Willow the flowers open earliest on the side which is turned towards
the sun and in descending order, i.e. the upper flowers develop before the lower
ones. Hybrids frequently appear.
There are about 180 species existing in the northern, cold and temperate
latitudes. Some in the Polar regions are scarcely more than an inch in height, and
have a creeping rhizome (Salix herbacea, polaris, reticulata). Fossil forms are
found in the Tertiary and perhaps also in the Upper Cretaceous.
Uses. Principally for ornamental trees, as they grow very quickly and are easily
propagated by cuttings, S. babylonica, Weeping Willow; S. purpurea; Populus
alba, Silver Poplar; P. pyramidalis, Pyramid Poplar—a form of P. nigra; P.
monilifera, Canadian Poplar. The wood is very poor and little used; the branches of
many Willows are cultivated for basket-making, etc. The wood of the Aspen is
used for matches. The bark contains tannin and, in many Willows, a very bitter
extract, Salicin (S. pentandra, fragilis). Salicylic acid (officinal) is obtained from
Salix. Balsam is extracted from the buds of many Poplars, especially when the
leaves are shooting.
Family 2. Casuarinifloræ.
Trees with verticillate, scale-like leaves forming sheaths at the
nodes. Monœcious. Flowers unisexual. ♂ -flowers in catkins; ♀ in
short spikes. Pollen-tube entering the ovule at the chalaza, and not
through the micropyle. Ovary 1-seeded, unilocular. Carpels uniting
into a multiple fruit. Only one order.
Order. Casuarinaceæ. Trees (30 species), from Australia and
certain parts of S.E. Asia, with peculiar, equisetum-like appearance.
The leaves are verticillate, scale-like and united into sheaths. The
internodes are furrowed. Branching verticillate. The unisexual
flowers are situated in catkins or short spikes. The ♂ -flower has a
central stamen, surrounded by 2 median, scale-like perianth-leaves
and 2 lateral bracteoles. The ♀-flower has a 1-chambered ovary (2
ascending, orthotropous ovules), no perianth, but 2 large, lateral
bracteoles which finally become woody and form two valves,
between which the nut-like fruit is situated. The multiple-fruits
therefore resemble small cones.—Casuarina equisetifolia, cultivated,
gives “iron-wood.”
[The Casuarinas differ from the ordinary Dicotyledons in many important
respects which may be briefly summarised thus:—The bicarpellate ♀-flower has a
well-pronounced stylar-cylinder terminated by two stigmas, but the cavity of the
ovary closes very soon after its formation, and in it are developed two parietal
ovules; these are united by a bridge of cellulose to the stylar-cylinder or summit of
the ovary, and hence the ovules are connected with the walls of the ovary by the
bridge (above), as well as by the funicle (below). The archespore is developed
from the hypodermal cells at the summit of the nucellus, two primordial mother-
cells are first formed and from these by tangential divisions a central cylindrical
mass of cells (sporogenous-tissue) is produced which is surrounded by tapetal
cells. The cells of the sporogenous tissue correspond to the mother-cells of the
embryo-sac of other Angiosperms; they divide transversely and from 16–20
macrospores are formed together with inactive cells which are not crushed
together as in the case of other Phanerogams. The sexual apparatus is developed
from a single cell, but the number of cells composing this apparatus is subject to
variation, the oosphere being accompanied by one or two neighbouring cells which
resemble canal-cells rather than synergidæ. The sexual apparatus is found in the
majority of the macrospores, but in most of these it remains as a number of naked
cells; while in the fertile macrospores the cells are invested by walls of cellulose
(usually only one fertile macrospore is found in each ovule). Antipodal cells are
never developed. The macrospores elongate considerably towards the chalaza,
into which some penetrate. The pollen-tube traverses the stylar-cylinder and
enters the ovules at the chalaza, its passage through the tissue of the nucellus
being assisted by the prolongation of the macrospores. About the centre of the
nucellus the pollen-tube is ruptured; the apical portion which alone takes part in
the fertilisation being firmly attached to the macrospore. Although the actual
impregnation has not been observed, Treub considers that the endosperm begins
to be formed before fertilisation.]
Family 3. Quercifloræ.
Trees and shrubs with small, unisexual, monœcious flowers,
having no perianth or a simple inconspicuous one. The ♂ and ♀
flowers are very different and generally placed in separate
inflorescences. The ♂ -flowers are most often adnate to the bracts.
The stamens are placed opposite the perianth-leaves, when they are
present in equal numbers. The ♀-flower is naked, or has a superior
perianth. The ovary at the base is 2- or 3-(-6) locular with 1 or 2
pendulous ovules in each loculus, only one of which is developed;
the fruit is a one-seeded nut; endosperm absent; embryo straight.
The inflorescences, which are either compound and mixed (small
dichasia in spikes) or simple, are here also termed catkins; but,
strictly speaking, this term is applied to the ♂-inflorescences only. In
all Quercifloræ the leaves are scattered (usually in 2 rows) simple,
and penninerved, and with deciduous stipules.
It is worthy of remark that in Betulaceæ, Corylaceæ and Quercus the ovules,
and to some extent the loculi of the ovary are not developed till after pollination, so
that the development of the pollen-tube proceeds very slowly. The smallness of the
flowers, the absence of honey, the dryness and lightness of the pollen, the size of
the stigma and the abundance of hairs found on many stigmas are all adaptations
for wind-pollination. It is also an advantage that the flowers are generally pollinated
before the foliage-leaves are developed, thus preventing the pollen being
entangled by the leaves.
The two orders Betulaceæ and Corylaceæ mentioned here are by other authors
united into one order. [It is doubtful whether these two should be retained in the
family Quercifloræ, as recent researches (p. 273) have shown that they differ from
the Cupuliferæ in many important points, and agree with the Casuarinas in the fact
that the pollen-tube enters the ovule through the chalaza.]