Happy double-chapter weekend, I haven't done this in a long time, but I hope it's better than a cliffy. Hope you all enjoy. xoxo
Oliver It’s been 38 hours, 12 minutes and 35 seconds since I have seen my mate, and the toll it's taken on me has been harder than I expected. Ace keeps reminding me often how long we have been away from her, and it just fucking kills me inside each time he does. I had no choice but to leave. As Liverpool’s Alpha, I had to get back to my pack. And as much as I want to blame her, I did give her the choice of whether to stay or come with me. It has always been her choice, and she chose to stay. I am sick of feeling like I am not enough for her. Maybe it is the insecurities from her ex being around all the time and how friendly they still are. Or maybe it is just because we still barely know each other. I at least hoped that the time we spent together was enough for her. The kitchen was loud by the time I pulled myself out from the spare bedroom I’d been recently staying in. It might as well be mine now, considering I stay at Ashleigh’s more often than Zander would like. I got
Ashleigh Seeing Ollie break down like that only breaks my heart more. He’s always been the stronger one of the two of us, emotionally and physically. He was a complete mess when he arrived two days ago, making me worry for him even more. Zander doesn’t like the fact that I worry about him so much because ‘He’s a grown-ass man who can look after himself,’ but he’s my cousin and the closest thing I have to family right now. I’m probably the closest thing he has to one since everything at home has gone to shit. So, to see him like this the last few days … I knew he was holding something back, but I was not expecting it to be such a huge thing — a few huge things. No wonder he has been feeling how he is. I know the guys drank themselves stupid last night. Zander always gets a little too frisky when he comes to bed after drinks, which I don’t mind at all. I’m just thankful I can’t get any more pregnant than I already am. I throw on a change of clothes and pyjamas in the small overn
Ashleigh The packhouse door slams closed as the three of us pile out of the car. I look around curiously and see three wolves have followed us to the packhouse. I gulp a little, feeling completely out of my comfort zone, and move slightly closer to Danni and Eric. With my pregnancy, I cannot shift for a few more months until the pup is born. I’m usually not nervous about meeting new people, but Kia isn’t happy with me, so I don’t know how long that will last. Until then, I am on my own, so being between my Beta and Gamma is the safest place for me right now. “Why have uninvited people arrived unexpectedly at our front door in the last two weeks?” A stunning young woman huffs, folding her arms across her chest, looking at the three of us most unpleasantly. “I’m...” I start to say, but she holds out her hand, making me close my mouth quickly. “I know who you are.” She narrows her eyes at the three of us. “I know who all of you are, Luna Ashleigh Blackwood, Beta Daniel Richmond, and
Sophia My eyes snap open almost instantly as I plunge to my death in another terrifying dream. My body is tired and sore and is getting weaker every day. I knew the consequences of not going with Oliver when he left, but I didn’t think it would be this bad. I’m curled up in the room he stayed in and found an old shirt he left behind. I’ve been locked up in here since he left that day … regretting my decision every day. I tried to convince myself that it was for my sister, that she didn’t have much time left, but even she tried to convince me to go with him, reminding me of the importance of the mate bond, making me more confused than ever. Hating the situation even more, I drag myself out of bed, pulling on some leggings and an old jumper. Oliver's scent has left the room, causing me to spiral even more. I stay here for the comfort it brings me, but even so, that is barely doing anything lately. My achy body allows me to wander the dark hallways. I heard someone arrive this even
Sophia I am giddy with excitement when I drag my bag down the hallway. I don’t know precisely when Ashleigh would want to leave, so I assume mid-morning is usually the norm. I woke up at around 7 to pack everything I needed and will have Narissa ship everything across once I've settled in. A few hours later, everyone's bags are loaded into the car, and tummies are full of the drool-worthy breakfast feast Cee Cee and her team prepared this morning. Narissa pulls me into a tight hug as we say our goodbyes. I try not to cry, praying this won't be the last time I'll see her and memorise her scent and the comfort of home she instantly brings. I know I'll be able to FaceTime and call daily, but it's not the same. I finally let go of my sister and approached the waiting car. I was ready to see my mate, prepared to beg for forgiveness. The tension is thick between the four of us. Daniel sits in the driver's passenger seat next to Eric, his leg jiggling up and down. Eric snapped at him a f
Oliver The trees around us slowly come into focus as I slow down. Jace has been in control since Ashleigh left the territory yesterday. I've tried to get Zander back in control, but no amount of training or runs would settle him until his mate is home safe. His eyes haven't changed back to Zander since the phone call. I'm not even sure if Zander wants control. I could see his emotions running rampant when he found out where they were going. I was just so fucking lucky he didn't take my head off there and then. I understand the feeling completely. I've been drinking myself half to death nearly every night and only running on a few hours of sleep. At least he still has a bond with Ashleigh. I have nothing. The aching tug in my chest lightens with every step I take. Zander turns around suddenly and takes off in the other direction, back toward the pack house. "Want to follow?" I ask Ace, curious at the sudden change of course. "No, I need more," Ace mumbles, running faster along the
Oliver I stalk behind the trees at the cottage that has become my second home these last few weeks. Even though I am always at Charwood, I try to go off-territory as much as possible. I feel uncomfortable or out of balance being here for too long, and I don't want to be at Liverpool right now. My mind has been buzzing with newfound electric energy since Sophia arrived; the pain hurts less, which I am grateful for. Sophia slips off Ace as she looks around in wonder at the little cottage. Zander and Ashleigh made some renovations before I moved in but still kept its original aesthetic. I slip on a pair of old shorts stashed in a tree and walk to stand in front of her, folding my arms across my chest defensively, waiting for her to realise I'm waiting. She's looking around in wonder at the place that has become my own sanctuary. I take the time to look at her before she can catch me. She's wearing jeans and an old grey shirt that hangs low. Her hair was still the same but a little f
Sophia "Reject me then," he says, his voice so calm as he states the most painful thing one could say to a mate. I gasp and step back, clutching my chest as it splinters open at the demand. Even though it was only a suggestion, that alone sparks the start of the painful experience of rejection. He's completely lost it. The Oliver I know is not this person, and yes, I may have taken part in that by taking time away from us, only causing the situation to worsen. I gasp for air as my body starts to crumble. This has to be a test, right? It has to be a test to prove that I care about him and nothing to do with Sammy or what happened. "You really want that?" I whisper, trying to gain back some of my composure. I thought things would go smoothly, but it's all a damn mess. I imagined for hours what this conversation would be like. Never had I thought it'd be like this. His eyes are so piercing and so focused that it frightens me for him to be able to see what my soul has to offer, but h
Oliver Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down plays softly on the car radio as we drive through the city, and my fingers instantly tap away at the familiar tune. Sophia sits next to me, looking around at the city in awe. I keep kicking myself that I just left her in an unknown area in an unknown city. I feel so stupid that we just couldn’t talk things out like we did this morning. But more than anything, I am grateful that she wants to try despite what has happened. You can see the changes between the territories as we drive through the city. Brent still gives me daily updates on Liverpool, but right now, I’m so pissed off at David that I just don’t want anything to do with any of them. I can’t take my anger out on my pack or my cousin, and I know I will have to introduce them to Sophia, but I’m at the point where I want to relinquish my title altogether. Sophia is completely amazed at the city we drive through. I remember from before that she loved the water, and I have the perfect plan formi
Sophia The smell of breakfast woke me from the best sleep I've had all week. I remember Oliver coming home while I was waiting for him and carrying me up the stairs, but that's all I remember. I'm happy he's here, and I hope he wants to talk to me. I tried to stay up all night, but sleep overtook me in a few hours, and there was no getting past it. I throw on an old jumper I find rummaging in the cupboard and head downstairs. Nerves fly around in my stomach, mostly wanting to see Oliver but also for not knowing how he would react. I hit the bottom of the stairs, and it's the perfect sight. He's standing in the kitchen now, flipping something on the stove with his back to me like he's in his own world. I pause, not wanting to interrupt. I can only imagine the things he's been thinking all night. "Morning," he says, not turning, completely startling me. It shouldn't have, but I thought we were both in our own little world. I guess I should have known better. With his sense of smell
Sophia "Reject me then," he says, his voice so calm as he states the most painful thing one could say to a mate. I gasp and step back, clutching my chest as it splinters open at the demand. Even though it was only a suggestion, that alone sparks the start of the painful experience of rejection. He's completely lost it. The Oliver I know is not this person, and yes, I may have taken part in that by taking time away from us, only causing the situation to worsen. I gasp for air as my body starts to crumble. This has to be a test, right? It has to be a test to prove that I care about him and nothing to do with Sammy or what happened. "You really want that?" I whisper, trying to gain back some of my composure. I thought things would go smoothly, but it's all a damn mess. I imagined for hours what this conversation would be like. Never had I thought it'd be like this. His eyes are so piercing and so focused that it frightens me for him to be able to see what my soul has to offer, but h
Oliver I stalk behind the trees at the cottage that has become my second home these last few weeks. Even though I am always at Charwood, I try to go off-territory as much as possible. I feel uncomfortable or out of balance being here for too long, and I don't want to be at Liverpool right now. My mind has been buzzing with newfound electric energy since Sophia arrived; the pain hurts less, which I am grateful for. Sophia slips off Ace as she looks around in wonder at the little cottage. Zander and Ashleigh made some renovations before I moved in but still kept its original aesthetic. I slip on a pair of old shorts stashed in a tree and walk to stand in front of her, folding my arms across my chest defensively, waiting for her to realise I'm waiting. She's looking around in wonder at the place that has become my own sanctuary. I take the time to look at her before she can catch me. She's wearing jeans and an old grey shirt that hangs low. Her hair was still the same but a little f
Oliver The trees around us slowly come into focus as I slow down. Jace has been in control since Ashleigh left the territory yesterday. I've tried to get Zander back in control, but no amount of training or runs would settle him until his mate is home safe. His eyes haven't changed back to Zander since the phone call. I'm not even sure if Zander wants control. I could see his emotions running rampant when he found out where they were going. I was just so fucking lucky he didn't take my head off there and then. I understand the feeling completely. I've been drinking myself half to death nearly every night and only running on a few hours of sleep. At least he still has a bond with Ashleigh. I have nothing. The aching tug in my chest lightens with every step I take. Zander turns around suddenly and takes off in the other direction, back toward the pack house. "Want to follow?" I ask Ace, curious at the sudden change of course. "No, I need more," Ace mumbles, running faster along the
Sophia I am giddy with excitement when I drag my bag down the hallway. I don’t know precisely when Ashleigh would want to leave, so I assume mid-morning is usually the norm. I woke up at around 7 to pack everything I needed and will have Narissa ship everything across once I've settled in. A few hours later, everyone's bags are loaded into the car, and tummies are full of the drool-worthy breakfast feast Cee Cee and her team prepared this morning. Narissa pulls me into a tight hug as we say our goodbyes. I try not to cry, praying this won't be the last time I'll see her and memorise her scent and the comfort of home she instantly brings. I know I'll be able to FaceTime and call daily, but it's not the same. I finally let go of my sister and approached the waiting car. I was ready to see my mate, prepared to beg for forgiveness. The tension is thick between the four of us. Daniel sits in the driver's passenger seat next to Eric, his leg jiggling up and down. Eric snapped at him a f
Sophia My eyes snap open almost instantly as I plunge to my death in another terrifying dream. My body is tired and sore and is getting weaker every day. I knew the consequences of not going with Oliver when he left, but I didn’t think it would be this bad. I’m curled up in the room he stayed in and found an old shirt he left behind. I’ve been locked up in here since he left that day … regretting my decision every day. I tried to convince myself that it was for my sister, that she didn’t have much time left, but even she tried to convince me to go with him, reminding me of the importance of the mate bond, making me more confused than ever. Hating the situation even more, I drag myself out of bed, pulling on some leggings and an old jumper. Oliver's scent has left the room, causing me to spiral even more. I stay here for the comfort it brings me, but even so, that is barely doing anything lately. My achy body allows me to wander the dark hallways. I heard someone arrive this even
Ashleigh The packhouse door slams closed as the three of us pile out of the car. I look around curiously and see three wolves have followed us to the packhouse. I gulp a little, feeling completely out of my comfort zone, and move slightly closer to Danni and Eric. With my pregnancy, I cannot shift for a few more months until the pup is born. I’m usually not nervous about meeting new people, but Kia isn’t happy with me, so I don’t know how long that will last. Until then, I am on my own, so being between my Beta and Gamma is the safest place for me right now. “Why have uninvited people arrived unexpectedly at our front door in the last two weeks?” A stunning young woman huffs, folding her arms across her chest, looking at the three of us most unpleasantly. “I’m...” I start to say, but she holds out her hand, making me close my mouth quickly. “I know who you are.” She narrows her eyes at the three of us. “I know who all of you are, Luna Ashleigh Blackwood, Beta Daniel Richmond, and
Ashleigh Seeing Ollie break down like that only breaks my heart more. He’s always been the stronger one of the two of us, emotionally and physically. He was a complete mess when he arrived two days ago, making me worry for him even more. Zander doesn’t like the fact that I worry about him so much because ‘He’s a grown-ass man who can look after himself,’ but he’s my cousin and the closest thing I have to family right now. I’m probably the closest thing he has to one since everything at home has gone to shit. So, to see him like this the last few days … I knew he was holding something back, but I was not expecting it to be such a huge thing — a few huge things. No wonder he has been feeling how he is. I know the guys drank themselves stupid last night. Zander always gets a little too frisky when he comes to bed after drinks, which I don’t mind at all. I’m just thankful I can’t get any more pregnant than I already am. I throw on a change of clothes and pyjamas in the small overn