MAYA Sometimes, life was really a pain. And, right now, it was just completely devastating to be alive. I didn’t understand why it felt like I was losing everything there ever was. I was stuck in this place. It was suddenly more pleasant than the first time, but not less forlorn. The pack boys had done their best to make this place good. I was presently lying in my bunk. It was nice and afforded as much privacy as can be, but it wasn’t the same as being in a home. I didn’t understand how things went from bad to worse. I didn’t get anything at all. I hated the fact that my carelessness caused everyone this. It was so crazy. I wish I had been more responsible. I shouldn’t have gone to that party. I knew what Chloe was capable of doing, and yet, like a fool, I had gone there. I couldn’t believe how stupid I could be. This was just not the Maya I wanted to be. I was so useless and stupid, and now, everyone was paying for my mistakes. “Are you awake?” Someone called from out of t
I’ve been trying to sleep for so long, but it gets harder the more I try. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Jean told me. She was in an on and iff relationship with Mike? How was that even possible? The little I knew of Mike, I felt he was honest, and he wasn’t someone that did things on impulse. I wanted to believe that he was true to himself and his feelings, but what I was seeing now isn’t what I thought it was. “Oh, moon goddess! What do I care?” I whispered into my pillow. I shouldn’t care about any of these things. It would literally do me no good. I was the one who was creating distances between us. So, it was only natural that he would seek closure with his ex. “Get the hell out of my sight woman,” a voice rang out. I frowned slightly. What was that? That voice belonged to Mike. I was so certain about it. Why was he in such a bad mood? Did Jean break his heart for the billionth time? I gritted my teeth as my head bore deeper into the pillow. I’ve officially
MIKE Those eyes had so much hurt in them, and that made me feel more guilty than I could have been. She must have heard everything, and jumped to conclusions concerning the same, and that shook me to the core. I had no idea what to say now that things has escalated to this extent. I only hoped things got better from here. “Baby, what are you looking at?” Jean whined. I glared at her, and then moved forward as quickly as I could, pushing her aside. She screamed at me to stop, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t feed into her sickness more than it was necessary. It was already costing me so much as it is, and I didn’t want it to get worse. The figure ran as she could. I chased after her. “Maya, please stop!” I cried after her. The waves of her hair was my only answer. She ran like her life depended on it, but I was equally fast. I was gaining ground just as fast, and I was determined not to let her get into the warehouse till we had our talk. I couldn’t bear her misunderstanding me
IAN The chugs of beer lay in front of me and the boys as we squabbled jokes like dice between us. It was suddenly needed because we haven’t figured out were the werewolves were. We were in the dark. “Can I come in?” A feminine voice sounded. We stopped our laidback mood, and got alert immediately. Hopefully, the bitch hadn’t figured out that she had been played right into our hands. That would suck big time. “Don’t say a word. She is mine,” I said softly. “Yes, you can dear,” I said calmly. The door swung open, and Chloe stepped in. She was looking like a whole mess. Her hair was all over the place, and her clothes looked like it had been into dry mud and back, plus I could see some blood clots around her. “You look terrible,” I said, rising to my feet. “Thanks for the compliment, Ian,” she said sarcastically. I walked over to her, and then helped her to a black seat. Thankfully, Marcus wasn’t around. I signalled to the boys to leave. Chloe didn’t like too much crowd,
MAYA I sat at the centre of the table with the pack members, eating grilled pork and chicken legs glumly. This wasn’t how I wanted to spend my college year. I wanted to be happy and bubbly as they come, but now, that wasn’t ever going to happen. The worst was that no-one around the table was happy. Everyone had some inner demons they were fighting. The war wasn’t healthy at all, and we have lost a few more people along the way. I also heard that the werewolf hunters weren’t giving up. Chloe’s dad had sent a couple of resources to track us, and we have no choice but to stay as low key as possible. “Stop stabbing into your food. Try to eat more,” Mike said in the middle of nowhere. I looked at him across the table. He was seated beside Jean who had made it a point to glare at me through the course of this meal. I need to have a talk with her because this was getting out of hand. Mike was swallowing one of the pork, and chasing it with a glass of wine. Why did he need to ask me a
The rage in me was so strong, and I didn’t know how best to control it. All I knew I wanted to hit Jean, and cause her so much pain. I could see her a bit despite the food particles on my face. She was glaring at me with so much hate in her expression. I couldn’t stop it, despite hearing Mike authoritative voice trying to calm me down. All I thought was trying to strangle Jean. How dare she talk to me like that? I dived forward, almost at the same time Jean did. She held my hands behind my back using one hand. I tried to free myself from her, but it was a bit difficult to do so. She used the other hand to rub the food deeper into my skin. I screamed at her. “Goodness!” Mike screamed behind me. I couldn’t comprehend was happening anymore as two hands grabbed me from behind with such force that knocked me off my feet. The rational part of me wanted to stop the violence, but the unhinged part wanted to fight. I wanted to win. I wanted to put Jean in her place so bad. “Stop thi
His lips were soft and manly all at once. I couldn’t help but bite him on his lower lip. His soft moan took me by surprise, and softly he pulled back, only to rub his nose on mine. “Babe,” he said softly. “Babe?” I asked slowly. “Yes, you’re my babe.” He pulled back completely, and we just looked into each other’s eyes. I know we haven’t defined our relationship, but still I felt the butterflies as we just went lost in our eyes. “I know all this is so intense, and we literally don’t know what we are doing, or where we are heading to, but trust me, I won’t do something that you’re not ok with. I’m not with Jean, and I can’t think of being with another person other than you.” I blinked twice. This was the most that Mike has ever come to in this thing called relationship that we were doing. I felt like I was dreaming, but I also knew this was a reality. “Do you promise that if you have doubts, you will come to me?” He looked at me so intensely, with his lips upturned. “I
There was just an inch space that separated me from Mike. I spent the whole time I was in the room with him looking right at his face. He had the most beautiful facial structures that I have ever seen, and I wanted nothing more but to look at him till I had my feel. His lips were plump, and so kissable. I wanted to bite it, and suck it. The thoughts swimming in my head looked like it belonged to someone else, but I knew it was all me. I felt so starved. It was so silly of me to think that there was something going on between Mike and Jean. All those times, he had only had eyes for me. I remember he almost lost control of himself in jealousy. I wouldn’t make this mistake once more. My hands shot forward before I could stop myself. I caressed his lips with them. He looked at me through the corner of his eyes, and slowly brought his tongue to lick my fingers in a soft kiss. I retracted my hands, and stood to my feet, while he looked like he wanted to pull me over his knees and do