As I storm across the pathways of the pack, I am fully aware that I have absolutely no right to feel hurt that Cleo is with Finn. I all but pushed her into his arms. Not to mention the fact I had told her she would not be my mate the moment that both of us had realized we were fated. Surely, in her mind, it is me saying she is free to go and do as she pleases? Ultimately, that is what I am saying, right?‘See, you don’t even know if you fucking want her or not.’ Dex grumbled angrily. 'So how the hell is she supposed to know what to think? She isn't a mind reader.'‘It isn’t about wanting her, and you know it. I have made myself clear with her. She knows what I need her to, and that is all there is to say on the matter.’I know I am being blunt with my wolf, but I do not want to even think about how I have been with Cleo right now. I know my actions have hurt her, and that fills me with nothing but guilt. It caused me pain, knowing she could be hurting. Thankfully, the paths of the pac
“You want me to be your mate?!” Tatiana asked me in astonishment, as I explained my plan to stay here in my grandparents' pack, so I could be with her, which in turn would allow her to continue to care for her mother. All I wanted was my fated mate. I wanted her. And would do all I could to ensure we could be together. I knew she had reasons to stay behind, and I was not about to force her to come with me and leave everything she knew behind; not when she was needed at home. I wanted Tatiana to be happy. And I want that happiness to be because of me...“Oh, Carino, was there ever any doubt that I wanted you?” I asked, shocked she had ever thought for a moment that the matebond was something I had questioned. Did she truly think I could ever not want her?! It was me that had feared she was about to reject me! Sure, fate had thrown us a curveball, but from the tales we heard from my parents and their friends, it seems good at that. “Why would you ever think that? You are like heaven in
Just as I brought my lips to Tatiana’s and my heart felt like it was going to explode with happiness, there was a fragile voice from inside the house calling. “Tiana!”Tatiana sighed heavily as she pulled herself away from me, with an apologetic smile. “My Mum.” She whispered. “I should go and check she is okay.” I nodded, giving her an understanding smile. We would have time for us later, I hoped...“I will wait here.” I told her, thinking I could call my parents while I did that. And as I watched my mate rushing back inside her house, I pulled my phone from my pocket. Nerves already building inside of my belly at the prospect of telling my parents. Finding my Dad’s number on my contacts, I clicked on the videocall, and waited, wondering why it was taking so long to connect, until a very disheveled Mum came onto the screen. She looked tired, and I instantly wondered if she was ill.“Sergio?” she said, her voice sounding hoarse. “Is everything okay?”“Yeah, I just need to talk to you.
Kissing my dream girl was sheer perfection, but to have her pull away from me had been like a spear through my heart. I knew instantly her mind was on Landon. Yet, I knew I couldn’t be angry. I saw the pain in those beautiful eyes of hers, and I simply couldn’t be mad. The way she felt wasn't her fault. It was the way we were built to feel as werewolves. Programmed to be drawn to our fated mates. Of course, she would feel guilt. I had shouted, but instantly regretted it. My words were more for him than for Cleo. I hated to see her hurting. I wish she would see how good we could be together. “I am sorry for shouting C-C.” I squeezed her hand, as she went to walk away, perching herself at the edge of the waterfall. I hated her sitting there, but it was one of her favorite places here. A place we had sat many times together over the years on our many visits to the home pack of our mothers. I tentatively joined her, despite the height turning my stomach. “I’m sorry for hurting
I could not wait to see my friends, admittedly a day at the art store set up by my Aunts so hardly a day doing nothing, but it was still time with my friends, and we got paid for it. And a day away from studying. I twisted my dark hair up into a bun and adjusted my tank top, before throwing on my jacket and rushed down the stairs to find my parents both enjoying a mug of coffee and toast. They tried to make sure they had the time each day to have breakfast and dinner together, with their hectic schedules of Mum's hospital work and Dad's training, so their meals together guaranteed them time together. I guess it was sweet in a sickly kind of way...“Where are you rushing off to Bella?” Dad asked kindly, leaning against the kitchen counter, his eyes watching me closely. He was far too protective of me and my older sister. My brother, however, got away with pretty much everything...“Gabe, she told us yesterday the girls were helping in the store while Indie was over at River Ash.” Mum r
The shift in the gallery was boring, there were days we worked there, and it was so quiet it made you wonder how it stayed in business, then other days it was so busy we barely got a moment to breathe. Both Aunt Indie and Aunt Lilah were amazing at art, and had been painting since their teens. The store was used to sell their art, as well as other crafts made within the pack. Aunt Ruby and Aunt Lola had decided to add in a little coffee store to make the store unique, and their idea had definitely been a good one.Our little family business was booming and had been for many years, and was a popular place within the small town in which we lived close to. And the good thing was, with it being a family run, we often got free cakes. The not so good thing was we often got guilt-tripped into working shifts when we wanted to do other things..“Slow today, isn’t it?” Angel sighed, her feet resting upon the counter. She was so laid back it was unreal. Sitting on the stool behind the counter, l
I had been unable to clear my mind as I sat in the house alone. The pains resided as quickly as they came, but the memory of them was strong in my mind. Cleo had been with Finn in some way or form… she had to have been for me to experience those betrayal pains from the matebond… and despite me sending her into his arms, I cannot explain the hurt they caused me.‘Because you actually want your mate, you fuckwit.’ Dex said bluntly. My wolf was pissed off with me.‘Fuck off. It isn’t about me wanting her. It is me letting her have the life she deserves.’ I reminded him, to which I received a growl.‘I need a run.’ He snapped.He was right, a run would be a perfect way to burn off some pent-up energy. Attempting once more to distract my mind from the overactive whirlpool of thoughts that were taking over…I left my grandparent’s house and headed for the nearest treeline, stripping myself of my clothes and my shoes, pushing them into a nearby damaged tree trunk. Dex picked my shorts up in
I loved being surrounded by my Mum’s family when we visited their pack. They were always so welcoming. But damn did I hate their weather! Always so much cooler than home, and it seemed to love to rain. A definite downside to our visits here.“Have you seen Sergio?” Rico asked, walking down the stairs of our grandparents' house. I shook my head at him as I finished my toast. To be fair, I had barely seen my brother since we had arrived, and he had gone a little weird in the packhouse. Other than the occasional passing of paths in the house, he had barely been around.I swallowed my food quickly, before looking at him. “He has barely been here. Grandpa said he had things to see to. I assumed he meant training, that is usually what you guys have to do.”“Hmm. He came to a training session, but other than that, I have barely seen him. So he isn't spending time training like usual. Or at least not with me. He isn’t even eating with us now.” Rico’s eyes narrowed. “You think he has been on