Meg His thumbs press up against the lower region of my face so that my head is forced upwards as well where his eyes meet mine then slowly down to my mouth. I drag in a shaky breath- half a breath and his hold slackens. Red vanishes after throwing that out. Without a second to spare, he ravages my mouth then with his own causing me to now taste the intoxicating liquor he had swallowed. Sweet yet bitter. My eyelids blink a few times before shutting down completely. My resentment vanishes. As if sensing my surrender, he drags me closer, roughly, moving his full lips over mine just like before. His wicked tongue exploring every part of my softness that it could reach, and my senses left as his scent invaded my mind. And like before, I try to follow his pattern of kissing, but I am not yet good at it, so I allow him to lead. This is a disaster. But I still am allowing him to ravage me, powerless to resist. Starved. My chest swells and my heart aches with such a force. His tast
Meg Staring at the huge metal-framed front door, I inhaled deeply, exhaling and repeating the process, counting again to three before I once again hesitated but this time, I knocked. My anxiety has been on a high but as soon as I entered the property and I picked up his scent, I was a bit ...serene. I do not comprehend why Jax has this calming effect on me when he is not my mate. While our alpha says he is my mate and I do not feel this with him. I figured this is similar to what Jax meant by the mate pull but heightened. Red is restless, and circles around me and almost beats me to it by calling out to Blue but she gives me the reigns and stands in the background, waiting. “Meg, you’re okay!” Jax almost shouted the words, his eyes searching behind me, alertly, engulfing me in his tight bear hug. Tears sting my eyes. Overwhelming joy and relief flood me. My heart feels as if it beats faster and a pained expression covers my facial features, though I am ev
MegAs if he too is in denial of what he knows to be the truth, he pulls me toward him again and rubs his palms over my entire body, as if waiting for me to hiss in pain. He's searching for bruises. Jax wants what he knows to be true to be a lie. We both know it. Should I confide my troubles in him? It’s not like he will be here to judge my fat belly later on. He told me he didn’t plan on staying long here. My wolf is very disapproving of my thoughts as much as she adores Jax and Blue. But how to bring it up? Like, “Hey, I know we haven’t been in touch for a while and this might be unexpected but uh, I’m pregnant?” Red’s tongue hits the roof of her mouth and her head goes from side to side, to emphasize her disbelief. What? I’m already conflicted with this drama in my life and you’re- judging me? ’s a lot Meg but you’re doing a great job on your own, you know? I am more than proud of you but what is your plan for your future? How are you taking care of this pup? Do yo
Meg “Red is here, but she says she can’t find Blue,” I commented, not fully alert to Red’s distress, fully already occupied by my own worries. Holding back my tears that are threatening to flow like the banks of an overfilled river, while avoiding clutching my chest. I reply to her and she goes into a semi-state of confusion. But I am in my little world of anxiety, to notice her movements. "She's funny.” Jax’s sarcasm is met with a sober expression. “But are you positive you are okay, Juliet?” And without warning, my legs giveaway and I crumple to the cold floor. His cry of alarm reached my ears as sobs wracked my tiny frame, each tear a testament to my friend whose warmth enclosed around me, kissing my hair and soothing me with his muttered shushes, patting my back. My feelings of overwhelm fade. He kissed the top of my head, tightening his arms when he heard my whimpering. Never have I been comforted in all my life, so it has me feeling some t
Meg Red’s ears perk up when Blue says, Red frowns not understanding so I tell her he just means that it could be a rare happening. Red disappears again but not altogether, just from me. I can still feel her presence. I call to her, but she's gone. Blue also calls out but even he is ignored. Blue whines pitifully at her closed-off state. He is angry with me and might have said more but Jax stops him. Why is Blue coming at me? He seems to think I am the world’s biggest liar when it comes to our alpha, and now with Red? How did he know this? Red confided in him without me knowing? Of course, she did. Upset but also knowing it is selfish of me to not want her to do her own thing, I let Blue’s
Meg Shaking my head yes, I motion with my thumb and index finger coming down close together, to indicate a very small amount. My facial structure is serious and unsmiling but my tears flow. “Shit,” Jax hisses, leaning forward to wipe my tears but I push his hand away, almost violently. How do I tell him the real reason I do not want to change now even though I want to, after all these years, because of his support? Sniffing, my friend finishes the cookie and as he is about to wipe away the crumbs from his lips, he sort of goes into a zone-like state. Red then tells me it’s the alpha. It’s then I understood that those phased moments he’s had, had been them talking to each other by mind link. Blue. It’s not a ‘help, the zombie’s got my brain’ sort of phased-out, blank appearance, but more like a distracted one. Then Jax gets up, replacing the clip and then the box back where he found it and makes a trip to the freezer and I know he’s going to get me ice cream, but I leave and he
Jax In the middle of the forest, I lay in my birth suit once again, against a huge oak with my eyes closed. Blue has had his lengthy run- along with two rabbits- ugh, I could still taste it on my tongue. But he’s sated and resting, finally leaving me to my thoughts. Since my return, I have done nothing but think. First about Emily- who I am over BTW, and then about my doctoring. I sent in an email advising them to look into someone new last week but now after learning about Meg’s plight- Now, I think I should leave the pack and take Meg along with me. At the very start, I knew Meg was different. Sure, her aura was dull and her wolf spoke to Blue and me alone- which was weird and part of which I speak of. Also, I don’t mean the part where Meg- I grin just thinking about how her nose twitched- curled up her nose in disgust for certain things- my cologne for one. And before that, she didn’t like the dishwashing liquid I used. And she was always sweating and also smelled differently.
Meg Something moved in my stomach. I think it is the first time our baby is moving as well. Or might be wind. How long does a foetus take to move? Either way- Alpha Soren- whatever his middle name is, if he has one- Aaberg is going to be a father. Baby Aaberg. I sounded it out in my head. Hmm. Currently, we are at the riverbed, Jax and I, but far from the usual crowded or overpopulated areas of the pack. The thick trees around us would even conceal us from nearby eyes even if we were spotted. And the plants surrounding us are Akon- Greek and when translated means dart. The dart plant or monkshood, name comes from the sepal, the outer part of the flower, that covers the bud as it develops and supports the petals. The sepal resembles the cowl that monks used to wear. But it is more commonly known by most as 'wolfsbane'. Rumoured to be so powerful that even the Gods used it. Athena used it to turn Arachne into a spider. Hecate is said to have discovered the poison and used it to k*l