( Yvonne’s POV )Connor and I both look at each other as the door quietly opens. I can smell Lily, and her mate. "They may be in their rooms." Lily says in almost a whisper. She's shy, even around her mate. Connor stands and takes my hand. I place my book on the end table beside the couch and take his outstretched hand.We walk out of the sitting room to see Lily looking up to Desmond. Yes, up. He isn't as tall as Connor, but because Lily is so short he's still way taller than her."That's fine." He says, and I almost feel bad to disrupt. Key word, almost, she's messed up perfect Connor and I moments before, so I clear my throat. It's been a couple of hours since I last saw her, and I know that mark wasn't there when I left her. "Oh my goodness." I ran to her, my speed rivaling Connor's. My hands gently grip her face, tilting her head to let me see it. Once I know I'm right, I let go and cross my arms while smirking. "Well, it seems like you've had a very productive last couple of ho
"Olivia Jane Taylor please report to the headmasters office immediately, thank you."Olivia was in English class listening to Mr Daniel when Headmaster Dean's voice was heard over the speakers. Getting up, she made eye contact with each of her friends, a confused look on her face.As she was walking towards the door, her classmates started whispering and pointing.Listening into some of their comments with her enhanced hearing she heard them questioning their friends."I wonder what she's in trouble for?""Ooo someone's in trouble""She's got a nice ass" to which she growled at butcontinued walking."I heard that she's working with the rogues to help attack the school because she hates it here so much and that she was the one to order the rogues to kill her sister." That comment made her stop in her tracks as she looked towards the location where it came from and to be honest she wasn't surprised by who she saw....it was the one and only sl*t of the school.Breathing quickly, eyes sw
It took the girls a total of 2.5 hours to pack everything and move them to the new room. When they were taking the boxes both Selena and Olivia thought about how the hallway seemed familiar but they couldn't quite put their finger on why.Not dwelling on the thought, they climbed into Olivia's car and drove off to the mall."Before I started packing my room I booked all us in for a hair and nail appointment because we honestly need it. But I booked it for 3pm so it's the last thing we will do and it's only 10:30 am so I think we should go and look at furniture & other things to decorate Lydia's room first, that way we can have it delivered to the dorm room while weare still shopping. Is that cool?" Olivia asked as theymade their way into the huge mall.Once she had gotten an okay from them, she lead the way to the furniture store where both Olivia and Selena helped Lydia pick out things to put in her room but it didn't last long. 30 minutes tops because Lydia said she didn't need mu
( Yvonne’s POV )Connor and I have been out for about twenty minutes. He's laying on his back, clothed, and staring at the sky. We had our fun in our tiger and wolf, then decided to shift back. "It's amazing out here." I hear his dazed voice, almost as if he's high off of the view.I look at him, then back to the sky. "It really is, isn't it." We sit in silence, just enjoying the soft grass and warm morning sun.My fingers dig into the grass, feeling the soil beneath, connecting myself to the earth.Yvonne! Hunter's voice pushes into my head, forcing me to sit up. We've had a breach. Get back to the house.Connor immediately stands, taking me into his arms, but the pounding of paws nearby alerts me to the magnitude of what we're dealing with."Connor." Just before he takes off to the house, I stop him. "We can't. We'll just lead them to the house." He takes a deep breath and closes his eyes, allowing my feet to touch the ground. "Anything, and I mean anything, that presents itself as
( Yvonne’s POV )The walk back to the house was silent. Hunter ran ahead, beginning the preparations to move back. I couldn't bring myself to talk anymore, and I think Connor realised that.My brother renounced his title. What could have possibly happened that he would give up his title?Greyson is a lot of things, but a quitter isn't one of them. Just thinking about it is upsetting.We reached the house, Connor following me to our room. It's still daylight out, but I can't be around other people. I have half a mind to kick Connor out. "Come here." His arms wrap around me, cradling my head against his chest. "We'll get through this." Then again, he really does know how to make me feel better. Maybe I should keep him around, just in case.I close my eyes and wrap my arms around his torso. Neither of us speaks and eventually we lie down on our bed. The bed we've shared for three years. The bed we won't sleep in ever again. I knew this would come, but I thought we'd be making the decis
( Yvonne’s POV )I'm not sure what to do. My mate can't even find comfort in me. Why does he get to be so good at making me feel better, but I do a crap job of it for him when he needs it?I suck as a mate.."Yvonne?" Lily's sweet voice comes from the other side of the door. She is such a blessing."We saw Connor head out in a hurry." Trish is here too. My friends are even good at comforting me.I'm a crappy friend…"We brought ice cream." I open the door slowly, trying to not look like a mess. Trish hands the tub of ice cream to Lily. "Come on honey." She pulls me into the room, Lily closing the door behind us."What's going on?" Trish sits down beside me on the bed and Lily hands me the tub with a spoon before doing the same."Well, I guess I should start off by telling you guys about this morning." And I do. I tell them everything, about being surrounded by wolves, the weird man, being demanded to appear in front of the Senate, everything.Trish and Lily patiently listen, both nodd
( Yvonne’s POV )I can feel how nervous he is, and he's just as nervous as me. What is waiting for us behind this door? Is it the same man we left three years ago, or has he lost his mind trying to fix things?Hesitantly, I lift my hand and knock on the door.There's movement on the other side of it and I hear him gasp before it flies open. I'm pulled into a ferocious hug. "My little Yvonne is back!" He sounds so happy, and I wish I could be too, but everything here seems so wrong."Dad, it's nice to see you again, and after all this time." I give him a gentle squeeze. "What happened here?" It's almost like everything is covered in a gray cloud.He pulls away, groaning and shaking his head."Something that never should've happened. I let myself believe he was ready, that he could handle everything, but I didn't prepare him for this. I never could have.""Dad, what's happened?" I watch as he walks to his desk."What happened is a warlock happened. One that spun everything here out of
( Yvonne’s POV )"It says that you die three times." His hands hold the notepad loosely. My hand snatches out and I take it from him, and read it. Right there in black ink:Dies 3 timesWhat?Edna skims through her book calmly. "How do I die three times? You only have one life given to you."She only shakes her head. "Ask your mate about your first death."My head spins to Connor, his eyes staring at the pad in my hands. "What is she talking about?"Connor looks away, staring out the window. He's silent, and I almost ask again. Before I can though, he clears his throat and begins to speak. "You died that night. You died. They revived you, but you died, and I couldn't do anything." A soft, shaky breath passes his lips and he looks at me. "I felt it.Both the bond and I were shred to pieces. Everything stopped at that time." I stand up and walk to him, placing my hands on his face. "I gave up, on myself, on everything." Connor places his hands over mine, holding them. "When they revive