Eric. I sat in the hospital parking lot for what felt like eternity, part of me wanted to drive back and act like I had never gotten this information. I wished I had not pushed Naima to be honest with me. But Kalia was my best friend, she was like family, like my own sister. I had to warn her. I slowly got out of the car, suddenly feeling a slight headache. I walked to the reception, but before I could talk to anyone, I spotted her and she ran towards me excited, all smiles. "Hey, you didn't have to come." she said, as she hugged me as she led me to a bench and we sat down. "I know, but what kind of friend would I be if I was not there for you when you needed me most?" she said, taking my hands in hers. "Thank you for coming, it really means alot that you are here." she said in tears. "But no crying please, I don't want to see any tears on your beautiful face." She just looked up at me with her big brown eyes, and smiled. "I love you." she whispered"I actually wanted to tal
Jake.Waking up from the coma. My head was heavy, even my eyelids felt heavy, I felt like I had just been ran over by a truck. My whole body was sore and in pain, I could not even move my legs. I blinked against the overhead lights, my eyes struggling to adjust as I tried to open them despite how uncomfortable it felt. For a moment, I felt lost, floating in a hazy void where time had no meaning. The sounds of beeping machines and muffled voices swirled around me like distant echoes. Panic gripped me momentarily. Where was I?I had no memory of how I even got here. Was I dreaming? “Jake?” A soft, familiar voice cut through the haze, so I was definitely not dreaming . It was Kalia, my wife, her face a mix of relief and anguish. I tried to speak, but my throat felt raw and unresponsive. Instead, I focused on her, the warm familiarity of her presence, she seemed like she had been crying, her eyes were bloodshot and her face puffy. I never thought I will ever be this hapoy to see Kali
Kalia. "I have been looking everywhere for you." I heard Jake's voice from behind me, I slowly got my legs that were dipped in the swimming pool out, looking up at him. He sat next to me, he only had his shorts on and nothing else. "Well you found me." I said, faking a smile. "What's wrong, you look like you were crying." "Well, I just talked to my dad. He is not doing so well." I said, rubbing off a tear that was threatening to fall. "You know I can have him transferred to a different hospital, a more private and exclusive one where he can be treated quickly." Jake offered. "I don't want to talk about my father right now, please. Can we talk about something else, like why you were looking for me." I said facing him, our gazes meeting. Something felt different about him, I could see it. Since he woke up from the sofa something was off. " I was just wondering where my favourite person in the world was. That's all. "" Favourite? "" yeah Favourite." he answered confidently wit
Jake.I don't know how long I sat in that room, in total darkness. This wasn't happening to me, I could not believe it. I felt like I was dreaming, like all my worst nightmares were just happening. A part of me had wanted to follow her, apologize to her, tell her I couldn't be more happy that I was going to be a father. This was the only best news I had received since I woke up. I had a purpose in life. But another part of me hated the timing of everything. How could I even be so sure she hadn't done all this on purpose. Our whole relationship was based on lies, how could I know if the pregnancy was all part of the big elaborate scam she had to take me down. I got up, pissed as sweat tricked down my face. I had to have a real conversation with her. I picked up the now half bottle of whiskey and walked out, straight to our room first, she was not there. I rushed downstairs, bottle in hand, I was ready to get to the bottom of all this. Since I married Kalia, I had lost my touch t
Kalia.I looked at my reflection again in the mirror for the fourth time, my bed full of clothes I had tried on and none of them seemed to fit me. I needed to start shopping for maternity clothes and that required me to get out of my room, which I was not ready to do. Maya had offered to take me shopping, but with the morning sickness, it was hard. All my time was spent on my knees by the toilet throwing up and the remaining time in bed, sleeping. It didn’t help that the one person I wanted to be with was also the one person I was avoiding. But I couldn't hide in my room forever, at some point I had to get out, and that day was today. It had been exactly two days since our confrontation, since Jake claimed he was not the one responsible for my mother's death. It had also been exactly two days since I had been in the same room as him, or even seen him. I couldn't deal with that news, not now, not when I was still trying to come to terms with being pregnant. I dressed up in a pink
Kalia. This was the first time we were all having dinner together, we never had any meals together, someone was always missing or mad at someone else. But today after we had the doctor, We were all giddy and happy, which is why we were all sharing the table. "wish we could do this more often" Maria said, we all just nodded, but I Wished we would doAs soon as everyone was settled in, Maya looked at the both of us smiling and I knew she was going to stir up some trouble. “You know, you have never really told me the story of how you two met. I mean, I have heard bits and pieces, but not the whole thing. And more importantly,” she added, leaning forward with a glint in her eye, “how did you know Kalia was the one?” Jake and I exchanged a glance and he smiled smiled softly, his fingers gently brushing mine under the table. Jake chuckled, leaning back in his chair. “Ah, the famous ‘how we met’ story. Well, I guess it’s about time we told the whole thing.” Maria, his mother, perked u
Kalia. After dinner, I went out by the pool. It was a beautiful night, the full moon out along with a sky full of stars. It was so beautiful and calming out here tonight and generally in the country. I had always wanted to raise my family in the country, away from the buzz of the city.I dipped my bare feet into the cold water, getting a certain satisfaction. I was still reeling from dinner, from that made up how we met. I had watched Jake all night, he seemed happy, he was so committed to the fake story that I wondered if he really did remember how we met. He could be a good actor because even I bought it. Which is why it was going to be difficult to read him, to trust him. My phone buzzed, and I looked at the watch on my wrist, it was past eleven almost midnight. Who would be texting me at this hour? Maybe something was wrong with my dad, that was the only reason I could think of why someone would be texting me this late. I quickly got out of the water, rushing to the table
JAKE.I watched as Kalia walked back to the house in tears, a part of me wanted to follow her, but I couldn't, she was right to want to leave and I was not going to stop her, but it was not because of what she thought, I was not going to choose Naima over her.My private investigator had just called a few minutes before I walked to join her by the pool. He had told me who was behind the accident, thats what I had come to tell her.But this was my fight with Naima and whoever else was coming after me, I could not drag her into it, especially not when she was carrying my child.Her leaving was for the best for both of us and I needed her to leave angry at me, it was harsh but it was going to work.If Naima found out we were no longer together, she would be off the hook. She would hate me, but she will be safe together with my son.I was not going to be here when she left, I couldn’t. I knew if I stayed there I would never let her leave me, not like that, and telling her my plan would ru
Chapter one. Javier. It was a beautiful night, the sky was crystal blue the moon and stars were out. It was calming. Buti rarely noticed things like those, i didn't have the time to watch stars. Am sitted on the rooftop of club Ice, i can still hear the music from up here.. I took a sip of my burbon as i held the glass between my fingers looking out at the city. New York is like a different city at night and its the best view from up here.Am hiding from the various women who have been throwing passes at me all night. It's not like i don't like playing with them, but lately i have lost all interest. When you can fuck any woman in New York city whenever you want after a while it's not as exciting anymore. I liked especially models but which meant they were always dumb, so having any kind of conversation with them is always pointless.I look in the mirror and i don't recognoze myself anymore, i am this cold heartless monster, i have officially become my father.My father was a great
Olive. He nodded. “Follow me.”When i saw that he picked up his coffee, i followed him, eating my cookie as i did. We moved towards the gym, and i had noticed earlier a door that i had assumed led to a storage room. It didn’t. I soon came to realize.Alec opened the door, switching on the light and allowing me to enter. The instant we were inside the room, i became aware of the warmth. My wolf moaned against it and seemed to bask in the sudden flush of heat.He didn’t say anything as we moved down a long, old-fashioned flight of stairs that led to a dungeon.“You have a heated dungeon?” i asked surprised.“A long time ago I realized that with a lot of wolves who have been hurt and struggle between packs, warmth helps to soothe them. Calming them is always a challenge, but in these rooms, it helps to relax them, to draw them out. The cold only makes them more violent, and their rage is always in full force. Heated rooms are expensive but necessary. When it comes to the pack, I don’t s
Chapter one. Javier. It was a beautiful night, the sky was crystal blue the moon and stars were out. It was calming. Buti rarely noticed things like those, i didn't have the time to watch stars. Am sitted on the rooftop of club Ice, i can still hear the music from up here.. I took a sip of my burbon as i held the glass between my fingers looking out at the city. New York is like a different city at night and its the best view from up here.Am hiding from the various women who have been throwing passes at me all night. It's not like i don't like playing with them, but lately i have lost all interest. When you can fuck any woman in New York city whenever you want after a while it's not as exciting anymore. I liked especially models but which meant they were always dumb, so having any kind of conversation with them is always pointless.I look in the mirror and i don't recognoze myself anymore, i am this cold heartless monster, i have officially become my father.My father was a great
Olive. “I’m guessing they got rid of you, Olive, because you are strong and they didn’t like that. The way you grabbed my hand, anyone else in the pack you would have shattered their wrist. I felt the power that’s inside you.” He stood behind me, so close, too close. His hands went to my hips, and i closed her eyes.“I feel your fear. I bet you avoid touch a lot, don’t you?”"I never used my power back in the pack and they didn't get rid of me. No one knows how strong i am. I ran away because they raped me and i couldn't stay anymore. I would hurt them, really bad. All of them." i finally managed to say as it all came back to me. How much my father hated me and mistreated me.“ I am so sorry that happened to you Olive. I really am. No one deserves to go through such treatment and abuse."“I don’t want to die,” i managed to say. “I don’t want to go feral, and I don’t want to hurt anyone.”“Then I will teach you how to handle your strength. I will help you get in control of your wolf,
I was in class and I just could not concentrate. My eyes were looking straight at my professor, but my brain was not registering at all. All o could think about was how the Conversation with Alex ended last night without him giving me any explanation at all.I kept replaying the scene in my head to see if I could find any clues that might help answer my questions.The scene started with me asking him why he married me. He didn't respond so I repeated the question louder the second time around. "Why did you marry me?" I asked half curious and half concerned.His friendly open face slowly closed off and all I got was "it's late you should go to bed, we will talk about this later"I didn't know why I didn't fight back. I could have argued that it wasn't that late or that I deserved to know or accused him of avoiding the question or any number of excuses just to rile him enough to get him to answer.However, something stopped me. Maybe it was the look in his eyes or the tone of his voice
Alec. "Listen to me clearly. You are not the woman I want. I think you are very beautiful, and I know several men who would like to be with you, who would find pleasure in you. I’m not one of them.”She nodded her head.This was not the first time we have had this conversation, or even the second. Most of the time after a full moon, she would always come to me, smelling like another male.Liz didn’t save herself for me, so even though she looked sad, that was not my concern at all.I wasn’t here to make her feel better. She kept offering herself to me, and i wasn’t interested, not in the slightest. She held no appeal to me.“I’m sorry for upsetting you, my alpha.”“You have nothing to be sorry about. Leave.”Liz didn’t need asking twice, and i watched her leave my office. Sipping at my coffee, i took one of the rancid cookies and bit into it. They were too dry and had absolutely no love in them. My mother had been an amazing cook and baker. She had spoiled me for choice. Always bakin
Olive. He nodded. “Follow me.”When i saw that he picked up his coffee, i followed him, eating my cookie as i did. We moved towards the gym, and i had noticed earlier a door that i had assumed led to a storage room. It didn’t. I soon came to realize.Alec opened the door, switching on the light and allowing me to enter. The instant we were inside the room, i became aware of the warmth. My wolf moaned against it and seemed to bask in the sudden flush of heat.He didn’t say anything as we moved down a long, old-fashioned flight of stairs that led to a dungeon.“You have a heated dungeon?” i asked surprised.“A long time ago I realized that with a lot of wolves who have been hurt and struggle between packs, warmth helps to soothe them. Calming them is always a challenge, but in these rooms, it helps to relax them, to draw them out. The cold only makes them more violent, and their rage is always in full force. Heated rooms are expensive but necessary. When it comes to the pack, I don’t s
Olive. “I’m guessing they got rid of you, Olive, because you are strong and they didn’t like that. The way you grabbed my hand, anyone else in the pack you would have shattered their wrist. I felt the power that’s inside you.” He stood behind me, so close, too close. His hands went to my hips, and i closed her eyes.“I feel your fear. I bet you avoid touch a lot, don’t you?”"I never used my power back in the pack and they didn't get rid of me. No one knows how strong i am. I ran away because they raped me and i couldn't stay anymore. I would hurt them, really bad. All of them." i finally managed to say as it all came back to me. How much my father hated me and mistreated me.“ I am so sorry that happened to you Olive. I really am. No one deserves to go through such treatment and abuse."“I don’t want to die,” i managed to say. “I don’t want to go feral, and I don’t want to hurt anyone.”“Then I will teach you how to handle your strength. I will help you get in control of your wolf,
Toby stood in the darkened room and watched as Luna slept. The strain of the frown he was wearing inserted a dull ache in his temples.Her chest rose and fell with her slight breaths, and even in sleep, tension furrowed her brow. He moved closer and touched his fingers to her forehead, smoothing them across the pale skin.She was as lovely as ever, even in her weakened state. Raven curls lay haphazardly against the pillow. He took one between his fingers and moved it from her forehead. It was longer now, no longer the shorter cap of curls that had flown about her head as she laughed or smiled.Her skin had lost its previous glow, but he knew restoring her health would bring it back. Her eyes had been dull, frightened, but he remembered well the brilliant blue sparkle, how enchanting she looked when she was happy.He cursed and moved away from the bed. It had all been a ruse. She hadn’t ever been happy. Truly happy. It seemed he had been incapable of making her so.All the time they we