I stayed at the same spot, long after Mike had locked the gates and left with Jean. I didn’t have any idea what to do. I didn’t understand anything. It seemed like I was dying, and there was no-one to help me from getting better. Tears poured from my face in torrents. All of my properties were still in there, and I had no idea how I was going to get them back. Would Mike burn them? Slowly, I straightened up. Pain shot from my hands to other parts of my body. I was badly injured, but I also knew I was going to heal. I didn’t know how, but Mike had informed me at some point that werewolves healed faster than humans and I was counting on his word. A stifled laugh creeped out of me. “Did I just say I was counting on him? Mike, literally doesn’t want anything to do with me. There was nothing that I could do to make him change his mind. It hurt so much that it had come to this. I was literally laughing and making love to the sweetest man in my life hours before, and I ruined it by my
At some point, I couldn’t stand on my feet again. I needed to seat down. Though it was almost dawn, I couldn’t afford to stand on my feet. I will wait for some more minutes. It will be fine then. I walked back to my spot on the pavement, and sat down. If I slept for two minutes? I sighed as I lowered myself down on the floor, and let sleep take me to a void world. *** “What is she doing here?” “This trespassing?” “Such a filthy soul?” “A rogue in our midst shouldn’t be allowed.” There were so many dialogues emphasising on hate speech swimming around my head. I didn’t understand what was going on. It must be a dream? I wanted to sleep, but the words were even more heightened and filled with annoyance. I slowly opened my eyes, the sun almost blinded me. I closed my eyes, and tried once again, this time a bit slowly. A flock of people gathered around me, making me alert and jumping to my feet. I slowly took in their faces, and realised that they were from the pack. Thou
MIKE How could she do this to me? I fucking cared for her, and I actually imagined that she did same to. I was such an idiot. A complete fool who got fooled by her. “Mike…” “I want to be left alone,” I snapped at Jean. I walked to my room, closing the door firmly behind me. I hated all these, and I wished I could leave the pack to some place else. The looks of pity I’ve been receiving all day was actually getting to my nerves. Wasn’t it enough that I was stewing in my own feelings. I couldn’t imagine this type of life even if I was pulled to it. I rolled my polo of me, and tossed it on the bed. The moment I stared at it, her moans filled my head. She had done wonders to me on that bed. She had taken me to heights that I never thought I would get to. She had unravelled me like a vanilla without stopping for once to think on anything. Fuck! I’d been bound by her taste, her scent, her innocence and her eyes. She had pulled me into her like no-one else had ever achieved.
JEAN I stood right where Mike had left me. I was beyond angry that he was giving me attitude. How dare he leave me this way without kissing me? I was getting tired of his nonsense, and I wasn’t sure I would be able to take any of his nonsense anymore. I looked at the side of his room, and saw a blue pantie resting at the wall. Maya. It was surely hers, there was no argument on this. The idiot still had one of her undies lying carelessly around. I almost slammed the wall in mob rage, but held back. How dare he do this? How could he have something that belongs to her around here after all she had done to him. I took a deep breath, trying to school my temper but it was getting increasingly difficult to achieve. I couldn’t deny that this was getting out of hand, and no matter how I tried to curtail the issue, it was slowly blowing out of proportion. “What did you give my mate, Maya?” I asked the empty room. Whatever it was. I’m going to make sure that I purge it out of him. H
Staring at them make plans was driving me sick. Didn’t they know that Marcus was a rogue, and not actually what he seemed? Didn’t they know the truth about it all. Then, how come are they willing to stand there and listen to all he had to say? My fingers lightly touched the trunk in front of me. I knew this wasn’t the time to focus on speculation, but more on the situation on ground at the moment. There were a lot of things that needed to be done now, and I had to make sure that I listened attentively to what they were planning. Marcus wasn’t aware of my presence with what I could see. I doubted he was faking it. I stuck my ear close to the ground, trying to pick their words. It helped so well to be a werewolf. I was able to do things that a normal human would find difficult, like listening in on conversations. “Do you think that’s a good idea,” Chloe’s father was saying. Marcus nodded. “Yes, I believe it is. This is the only way to draw them out of their hiding place.
MIKE I had a severe migraine which was borne out of sadness and not fighting for my pack. I had no idea what to do to make my life easier. Maya have taken my happiness from me, and it was so sad to see. I hated that I couldn’t go a moment without thinking about her. Even when I was in the midst of my people as I was now, I just couldn’t concentrate. She had really gone so deep into my skin than I would like to admit. I wonder why the moon goddess paired me with such a person. “Mike,” a sultry voice rang out. I gritted my teeth without turning back. “What is it?” I snapped. The elders around the table looked at both of us curiously. I didn’t wish for them to think that there was anything going on between me and Jean. I had enough problems as it were, and their matchmaking is exactly what I do not need. “I want to talk to you.” “I’m busy,” I snapped. Her hands entwined with mine. I turned back sharply, but she feigned naivety. I slowly pulled myself away from her. I had
MIKE It’s been two days, and I really didn’t know my left from right. Everything was looking so gloomy, and nothing was making sense. It was so hard to be with my pack now. They all looked at me with pity, making me feel so insecure about myself. I wasn’t sure I deserved such a response from them. I had tried my best not to make my situation get the best of me, but it was like they just chose not to see any of these things. They were obsessed with pitying me instead. I grabbed my jacket from the hook, and tossed it over my shoulders. I had no zeal to listen to them today. I needed to be on my own, and get myself back together, because I was pretty sure that I was losing myself in all of these, and it shouldn’t be that way. I needed peace of mind, and I know that this house wouldn’t get me that. I stuffed a couple of knives in my boot, and then left the solace of my room. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could see Jean. She was looking at me with pure devotion in her eyes, and I
I stared at Ian, wondering why he was suddenly so angry. It didn’t make any sense why he was reacting the way he did. I looked back at the portrait in his hands and back at him. “Ian, is it necessary to be so angry?” He looked at the portrait, and I watched as he struggled to gain back his composure. He placed it back at the mantle and looked back at me. He sighed deeply. “I’m sorry.” He said suddenly. I shook my head. “I don’t know what’s up with you, Ian. Honestly, I don’t. You…” I sighed. It was no use talking about it. He probably was going through something. It didn’t make sense that he reacted the way he did. I wondered if I haven’t made a mistake by coming here. “You don’t want me here, right? Is that why you’re acting this way?” I asked quietly. His hands skimmed through his thick red hair. “Maya, I’m passing through stress. It has nothing to do with you, trust me. I’m so sorry for the way I reacted to you. It was wrong.” I nodded. Few beats of silence pas