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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
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
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
Oliver I shudder as the freezing cold water from the shower slides against my skin, jerking my entire body to life in one swift motion. I need a good kickstart these days, something to keep the adrenaline going because coffee and alcohol just don’t do it anymore. I’m wide awake till well past midnight and up at a ridiculous hour in the morning.My mind won’t stop spinning, won’t stop going through the what ifs … what if it happens again? The memories make it harder for me to sleep. Ashleigh lies there in a pool of her blood as Zander tries everything he can to help her. The snarls, sounds of ripping flesh, and the screams of the students when the rogues stormed the school still echo in my mind. Ace keeps reminding me we were lucky, that Ash survived because she is mated and Zander was able to share some of his strength. Butwhat happens if it happens again? Ashley, Daniel, and Eric were all in really bad shape. If they hadn’t gotten them to the hospital in time, the wolfsbane a
Oliver I rub my temples as we walk out of the meeting. So useless. I don’t understand why we need to keep meeting if they aren’t going to tell us anything. Zander nearly lost his shit again, as usual. It was probably a good thing that Ash stayed to calm him down. It was amusing seeing them all squirm in their seats as he radiated power. “Why don’t we take up the offer of the witches?” Ash whispers. Although it probably wasn’t worth whispering, everyone around us would have been able to hear us talking while walking past. The three of us were huddled around at the top of the stairs of the building. One of our scouts finally found the witches' recent hideout last week; they won’t stay there long, so we need to make a decision quickly if we are to contact them. I grow uneasy at the mention of them. Something just doesn't sit right with me. I have dealt with them before, and what we are asking, could cost us greatly. We have to be careful about what we agree on, and I worry about w
Sophia “Run, little girl, run, because once we catch you, we aren’t letting go,” he snarls, his hot breath on my face, his eyes pure gold with a crazy look of rage and anger. The second wolf to his side has already transformed back into a muddy grey, landing on all fours as the forest around me disappears into a blur. My legs have already turned around and led me sprinting into the forest toward our border.One slip-up and I lost track of where I was going. I knew I shouldn’t have wandered off without Sam. The precious herbs and fruits I was carrying were left back where I was tackled down, my collection now spoiled and ruined as it toppled out of the basket when they struck me.I fought as much as I could, remembering all the training our Beta showed me, angering one of them by slicing his foot open with the little silver dagger I always carry. His eyes said it all, he wasn’t letting me go when they caught me. I sprint through the forest trying to remember where to go, through the
*Oliver* We sat in the car in front of an old bar, the LED sign flickering through the afternoon sun, trying to shine bright and show everyone it was open for business. It was about five in the afternoon. The sun had slowly started to set with daylight savings now in place. By 6:30 pm it will be pitch black. Zander had to do a lot of convincing to be ‘allowed’ to come here tonight. I doubt he will do anything stupid, but given their history with this girl, I can see why Ash wasn’t as open-minded as she usually would have been. It only took him and his team a few days to track down the last location of Grace and where she stayed. The not-so-smart girl paid in cash but still used her name in the bookings for some places, and the crappy hotel across the road was one of them. Zander sits in the passenger seat, frowning at the place before us. “You're all good. You have a constipated look about you,” I chuckle, raising an eyebrow in question. He turns to scowl at me, “Shut up,” he m
Oliver “What the hell happened,” I hear a feminine whisper. I feel something cold and wet on my forehead making me want to reach up and pull it away. My body is so heavy and numb as I try to recall what happened. The only thing I remember is losing control of Ace and everything turning black. My throat is sore and my eyes are heavy as I try to open them. I flinch at the movement of my hand, trying to lift it up. My entire body aches as though I’ve been hit by a bus and broken every bone in my body. I groan as I roll my head over with the foul scent of anesthetic hitting me making me want to gag. I’ve alway hated the smell of hospitals. Shit, why am I in a hospital? I try once more to open my eyes, my vision blurry, and the blinding white light pulsing above me. My brain scrambles and tries to make sense of everything. The scent of fresh water hits me. As I turn my head I see Ashleigh is sitting on a chair next to me, tears streaming down her face. Zander stands over her hold
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