Jax Gazing at Emily’s profile again, I see she has posted the guy she claimed was ‘only a friend’ just five months back and my chest ached. Social media will be the end of me. Inside me, Blue shakes his head, in disapproval. I thought I had everything figured out. I am young, I could fall in love, or not, play around with a bunch of human girls- women whatever, and have an enjoyable time until I get my mate. I knew there was a chance that the human I was with would receive some sort of degree of hurt when I got my mate and broke up with her. But I figured I would cross that bridge when I came to it. Only Emily spun me faster. Blue is not much of a talker and he broods silently. My affairs are mine, and his is his. He did not like the whole idea of human dating but he is a supernatural creature that is made for one and will wait for that one. He made it abundantly clear that he wants nothing to do with the ‘human courtship’ when he already knows when he will get his mate.
Meg Waking up with a smile is another first for me, so I send Jax a message, but he does not reply and by the next morning, I am in a depressed mood. My headache is so extreme from all my over-thinking. Am I being over dramatic again? Too clingy? Red, is also now waking up and attempting to soothe my mood. Then my thoughts go to Soren, the alpha and our one night to the last night I saw him- between Battemptingeth’s legs. Am I so starved for love that the first person to give me a bit of affection, I become a total psych and break into his house? Ignoring Red, I continue with my irrational thoughts. I’m so lucky that all the alpha did was look at me. Had he been triggered; I would have been in bloodied chunks on the spot that night. Maybe even in one of the cages in the dungeon at the back of his house. Red agrees with me here and keeps mum. Now, I am doing the sam
Meg Red starts whining, her paws over her eyes as she tries to cower away- I mean I cannot see her, but I feel her movements. I am still reeling from the fact that the alpha’s scent was soothing to me when he growls, “Answer me.” And why now, out of all my life, did I suddenly sense wolves? I could have felt their powerful aura before but never their wolves. This is all new to me. Disgust is what I feel when I see the alpha because it brings back a memory of the last time I saw him. With Beth’s legs around him. And him moaning and groaning out her name in sweet bliss. Red senses my perception and I could feel her courageous stance. I beamed at her bravery and she did a happy puppy dance, at my praise. Another first. My nose twitches when I pick up another scent. It’s as if my olfactory system is now being activated. My head twists a bit to the side, my eyes sort of dropping as well from the alpha as I dissect it. Same as the beta and alpha- woodsy, musky, sort of earthly but les
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