I needed some time to myself. Time to process everything in peace. So why Landon felt the need to come and join me I do not know. My heart already felt like it was shattered with having to cope with mourning the loss of my Grandpa, but to see the look of what was close to disgust upon his face when he realized I was his mate, felt like Landon had stomped upon the pieces of my heart and damaged them forever. Like he didn’t care in the slightest. It was an added pain I did not need right now. And it was not something my family needed either. My Dad and my brothers would hit the roof if they were to realize my fated mate did not want me...“Cleo.” Landon whispered from his space next to me, bringing my attention back to him. Surely he should have got the message I did not want to speak to him from the fact I had not acknowledged him? That I had looked away.I was still trying hard to compose myself from the shock of his touch. The effects of the matebond were so much more than I had ever
Shit. I kissed her. I kissed Cleo, and I hadn’t meant to. I truly had not meant to, but she was so close. So close, and her eyes were looking up at me. Looking so innocent... irresistible... and her scent was overpowering... She looked so beautiful. The scent of her took over my senses. I lost all sense of reality at that moment, and the only thing I could focus on was her. And that need to kiss her…As my lips touched hers, my whole body felt like it melted. I felt like I was on fire. My body surrendered to her, and I knew then I was in trouble, but I could not bring myself to stop. The tenderness of her lips on mine felt so wrong, yet so right, and when she kissed me back I felt like my heart would explode. I honestly expected her to slap me, or at the least shove me away. But she had kissed me back. Her kisses urgent. Maybe we were both in serious trouble…The pressure of her lips on mine built as my tongue teased along her lips, causing them to part to allow my tongue access to he
Seeing my Mum falling to pieces was the hardest thing I have ever had to witness. Walking into the room they had my Grandpa laid in the bed had been difficult. Seeing his body, I felt oddly numb. Like it wasn’t real. He simply looked like he was sleeping. Like I had seen so many times before when he was napping in his chair. But this time there was an almost ethereal calm over him, and I hadn’t dared to go over to him and touch him. Not wanting to feel that deathly cold that a dead body is meant to have. The room was cold enough in itself. And I didn't know that I wanted to remember my Grandpa feeling that way.But the moment Mum walked over to Grandpa and was close to the side of his bed she froze. Her eyes locked upon his face. I heard the most painful of sounds slip from her lips, before my Dad was by her side and had her within his arms. “It is okay sweet, he is at peace now. He isn’t suffering anymore.” He whispered, in that reassuring tone of his.But I can’t help but wonder if
I woke up feeling like I had been hit by a bus, having stayed up far too late studying. Plus messaging back and forth with Cleo until well into the early hours to check if she was okay after the shock of everything that had gone on for her yesterday. She and I weren't as close as we could be, but I still considered her a good friend, and I hated to think she was struggling. And, I know right now she was struggling a lot. I still felt like I was half asleep as I moved around, and having stepped out of the bathroom in a soft, fluffy towel, a nice hot shower having done nothing to help me, I felt even worse hearing my Dad singing loudly out of tune downstairs. Tone-deaf did not even cover it...“Gabe!” Mum yelled from their bedroom across the landing. I think her poor ears were in pain too from the assault of Dad's singing. “I swear to the moon goddess, shut up! My ears cannot take that noise, especially not before coffee.”I can’t help but smile. She was so right. My Dad is weirdly che
I had finished my coffee as quickly as I could once I noticed the time on the large clock upon the wall within our family kitchen. Making my excuses soon after to head off to college, telling my parents I had to call into the library before class. Unfortunately for me, my Mum knew my schedule quite well, and she was a little surprised I was headed in when my classes were not due to start for another couple of hours.But, I was not about to explain myself to her. I was a grown up… or as close to one as I could be while living in their home…I walked along the busy corridors of the college, keeping my head down, in a desperate bid not to be noticed. I was focused solely on my destination, anticipation filling my body as I walked. I looked forward to this part of my day. And soon enough, I was walking along the corridor where the office was that I needed to be. Thankfully, the corridor I found myself stood upon was relatively quiet, but I stood for a moment until I was the only person th
Having avoided Landon for the rest of the time we were in the hospital, and then hiding out in my Grandparents' home for the rest of the night feeling like my heart was breaking now I had said goodbye to Grandpa. It had to have been one of the worst nights of my life. What did I do to piss off the moon goddess? Losing my Grandpa was bad enough, but on the day I had to process that and say my goodbye, I learned who my fated mate is and learned he in fact doesn’t want me.I think at some point I had cried myself to sleep after many hours of messaging my friends, and curling up in a ball on the bed in pain. I was awoken the following morning to a knock at the door. “C-C, Mum is making food.” Kaleb stuck his head around the door, obviously knocking was worthless if he was going to walk in anyway.I nodded, as I rubbed my eyes, trying to wake myself up. “Okay. Guessing I don’t get a choice?” I asked, and my brother simply grinned in response. He knew what Mum was like as well as I did, and
I had completed the meeting, finalizing the deal as expected, before I headed back to the family home, having been invited to dinner. That was never something I would turn down. Yes, I liked my own space, but cooking for myself was definitely something I couldn’t say was fun. So, needless to say, I missed my Mum's and to some degree my Dad’s cooking.While there, enjoying the bedlam that had been home, I had heard Mum discussing the possibility of heading back to the River Ash Pack. I couldn’t say I was surprised. It was her home pack, and I knew she would want to pay her respects to Uncle Trent. There was already talk of us all going to the funeral, which, again, I had expected, he had been a big part of all of our lives. It was only right we all attended his funeral, said our goodbyes and paid our respects.But for my Mum it was more than that. She wanted to be there for her closest friend, and the family that had been there for her growing up. The family that had treated her like f
I stayed inside the house today. It was suggested we go and make the most of being in pack, enjoy the many places here that we loved, or catch up with Landon. But he was one of the reasons I had chosen to stay safely inside the home of my grandparents. Hiding from the mess my life seemed to have become. I don't think I could face him right now. I knew at some point we would have to face up to this new development, but for this moment, I just wanted to pretend it had never happened... pretend like he didn't exist...Kai and Kaleb had gone to join the training sessions that were ongoing down at the training field as a way to keep themselves busy, and would likely go for a run once that was done. While Mum and Dad were headed to the hospital to meet Grandma and Uncle Grayson, I think they would likely be busy most of the day making funeral arrangements. So, I knew for the near future, at least I would be on my own; and in truth, I didn’t know what to do. I felt empty. Numb.I couldn’t t