Classes have ended for the day and even as I pass through my door, the only thing I want to see is my bed. I fall face first, groaning as I massaged my temples. "Four more weeks, four more weeks," I grumbled to myself. "Then I can go home away from this wretched place." "Classes were rough I take it?" A voice calls from the other side of my room, my body spinning spontaneously to recognize the intruder. Jax sits, his right foot draped over his left as he gazes at me nonchalantly. When the hell did he get here? Was I that exhausted to have not seen the hulk of a man inside my room? "Is there anyway you can use the door like a decent human? " He cocks his head, removing an apple from his pocket and a small knife, peeling it before my face. If it had been another person, I would have been scared out of my wits. Why I'd literally count on Halie to make a ruckus if she was here. But Jax isn't like that. Yes, he's terrifying in his own right- when he wants to be that is, but I've onl
Jax is an ass. He's an ass. He won't answer his phone despite my incessant calls and the only thing burning inside me is the urge to hit him over his head. I'm worried, now that I know about the demons he's dealing with, I'm not sure if leaving him to his own accord is the best thing to do. If he would only do away with his stubbornness and let Rider in. His best friend was dying to find him and make amends. To ensure that his Alpha knew that he still had others caring for him. People who wanted him safe and home. But no. Jax thinks his burden too heavy to share with anyone. It's a Alpha's burden to bear, to protect everyone from the monster that is creeping beneath his claws slowly and surely. If only the idiot understood he couldn't tame that demon alone. I sigh once more resting my forehead against the cold column of my room. I was getting more and more invested in a world that doesn't intend on having me included. It's hard even for Halie who has a wolf as her mate. I'm just the
My limbs burn, bated breaths escaping my mouth. I glance at my watch noting I had more or less thirty minutes left before I had to leave for work. Yeah, I was working. Don't get your panties in a bundle alright. I had to keep up appearances. Plus I had to eat. There's no garden here like at the pack house to feed me. No friend's cupboard to raid. Well in retrospect, there was Moi, but no. My only aching agony was the fact that Rider's car was totalled. That idiot. I move off once more, keeping abreast of my surroundings. I might not have had any present threat lingering around or even better, to my knowledge, but my instincts decided against getting rusty. The door opens with ease and I head to the shower, grabbing my towel that's draped over the top of the door. Refreshed, I grab my suit of clothing, rummaging through my cupboard annoyed to find it empty. Right, I needed to head to the store. Stomach growling and agitated, I went back through the back door, running a hand through m
My eyes slide open, and the fog in my mind dissipates, even as another sensation overrides me. I'm covered in something. It's wet, sticky and coats my entire person. The smell of old blood suddenly fills my nose. It's fresh but have lingered on my skin for hours now. Fear thrills my body, the heavy weight of dread seeping into my bones. It's blood and loads of it too, I realise sitting upwards, glancing down at my naked body. I don't remember shifting back. No, no, no. It was getting worse. The irrationality that fills my mind when the haze takes over was worsening, day by day and there was little I could do to stop it. It's evident that I can no longer control when it happens or how. No one was safe around me anymore. Not even me. Like adding insult to injury, the last time I saw Moi flashes before me. I remember the door being closed. I remember standing outside in the darkness, laying in wait. I remember scratching the door anger, but what happens next, I have no recollection.
I could feel it all. I could feel everything rushing inwards like a heavy weight against my chest. MATE. My mate, how could this be? Inconvenient. I hoped to God I was wrong about this feeling placing back my hand against her fur. My body felt like it was a burning yet uncannily cool. Dammit. Damn it all to hell. My last hopes of having Moi was slashed to pieces with her presence. My fists folded tightly as I glared at her. I shouldn't hate her, yet I can't help my sense of anger. I wouldn't have minded had she not turn up. I was in not in the proper state of mind to be a worthy mate. My life was falling apart as is, now this. Selene sure had a fudging humor. "Hey, you can't touch my dog like that man!" Brett snaps, pulling me back from her. "It's not a damn dog, you dim wit." I retort, blood boiling as my protective instincts kicked in. "It's a wolf. Don't tell me you're too blind to see the difference?" "Wolf?!" Collin shrieks. "Shut the fudge up, Collin!" Brett barks. "Th
We're running out of time. This she-wolf will die if we- or rather I some figure something out and fast. But what? I haven't got the know how to deal with this. Give me a mentally contorted person and I could help them see various perspectives. But this, only God could help her and I was neither a deity not physician. In addition I was sure there was something Jax was not telling me and I was definitely finding out whether he wanted to spill it or not. "Jax!" I call to him but ai doubt he's hearing a word I'm spouting right now. Great. I grab my phone dialing Halie as I paced around in a circle. "Please pick up, please pick up," I murmured. "Hello?" Thank God. "Halie, it's an emergency. I need your help." "Wait, slow down did you say it's an emergency?""Yes. I don't know how to take down the fever and the wounds are infected and.." "Moi, Moi!" Halie screams over the phone. "What!" I shout in response. "Just take them to the hospital. You know that building that normal peo
There’s no light at the cabin when I draw near, the windows blackened with internal darkness. I’m a bit apprehensive of what I will find. Has she gotten worse? Did the poison spread? There’s so much I don’t know- okay I know zilch about werewolves and silver poisoning. I was way out of my league with this. The only people who could help were Jax’s pack that were hundreds of miles away. And I doubt that he would take her there if he was enlisting a novice was anything to go by. No one answers when I knock on the front door, there’s not even a stir in the house. I hold my breath, trudging around to the back door. I refused to believe she died. Wolves were resilient creatures and with all that blood that Jax willingly gave to her, it should have been enough isn’t it? I don’t bother to knock, but the door opens for me instead, a glowering Jaxon gazing down at me. “What are you doing here?” “That’s a stupid question,” I respond pushing him aside and stepping in. I search for my pati
The house is dead quiet as it’s always been since it’s moved here. I’ve awoken to a soaked bed, my shirt ripped at the edges as if I was fighting myself and sheet askew. It’s a nightmare. Just another one, I remind myself. I can see myself in the darkness, at least I think it’s myself, either the monster I will become or the man I once was. I’m not sure anymore. The silhouettes around me are faceless, the claws extending from the hands bloodied. I can’t stand on two legs while in my wolf form, so that monster shouldn’t be me. Yet I can’t fight the feeling that it isn’t. There’s a circle of flames around me, dead people everywhere, it boiling hot like a geyser, spreading left and right yet I walk between the flames. Only a monster can do that, can’t they? Walk in flames.It’s terrifying. I haven’t had dreams in years and yet when I do close my eyes, that’s the only thing I see behind my eyelids. Now I’m too petrified to even want to sleep. I can’t escape what I become during the day, an