"These doors are all empty bedrooms, guest rooms, and the last one down here was mine, but now it's ours."
Our bedroom. I swallow and make my way towards the double doors hesitantly with Eric behind me. Grabbing onto the handle, I turn it and push the door open. I glance back at Eric before slipping inside.
Light floods the room through two large windows on either side of the bed, and I wonder further in. Everything, every piece of furniture is delicately detailed, giving the room a charming aroma. These pieces must be passed down through generations. The bedding is gold and white with looks of being from a fairytale, and I carefully run my fingers along it. "This room is beautiful," I say back to him, though the bed is quite intimidating.
"I'm glad you like it, and I'm glad we finally have time alone."
I turn to look at him. Time alone? What does that mean? My lips part but words cannot seem to leave them. Slowly, he nears me and my fingers roll up into fists while my heart pauses.
"Where is she!"
The voice calling from downstairs tugs Eric's attention away and he says something under his breath. "We're up here Caroline!"
It's his sister. Quickly I straighten up, fix my clothes, tame my hair, then peer at Eric. Footsteps come pounding up the stairs and down the hallway until the door swings open and a girl, a couple years older than Eric, appears. "Is this her?" She asks him and he nods. "Oh wow, you're so beautiful."
I smile politely and she gives me a giant hug, trapping me in her strong hold. "Thank you," I squeeze out before she lets go.
"I'm Caroline, this one's older sister, but only by two years. I live just down the way with my good friend Olivia and I'm sure she'll love to meet you. You know, we could show you around the pack grounds!"
"Caroline," Eric warns but she waves him off.
"You can have her later, but now she needs to be with me. A girl needs other girls Eric. First, we can go get Olivia then we can wonder off..."
"Caroline, I'm not letting you take her out in the woods to get hurt. You and Olivia run out there all the time and come back with scratches and bruises. Isabella is not a pet dog you can shove in your purse and run off with."
She groans. "Only Olivia comes back all banged up because she insists on climbing the trees."
I stand between them, confused. "Well, I would love to spend time with you."
"See Eric, she wants to get to know me, let us take her under our wing. I promise we won't go out in the woods, only around pack grounds to show her where everything is. Please?"
He crosses his arms and looks over to me. "I want to trust you Caroline, but she is my mate and if anything happens to her..."
"Nothing will happen to her, only the gain of pack knowledge. We'll show her around while you catch up on Alpha duties. By dinner time she'll be back here with you okay?"
He sighs, "alright, Just please be careful. And if anything happens come get me, I'll be at the main post."
Caroline nods before taking me down the stairs and right out the door. I follow her down a pathway, which I'm guessing leads us to her friend Olivia. "So tell me about yourself, any siblings?"
"I have a younger sister, Kendra."
"Your parents?"
"My mom is back at my pack, and my dad died a while ago," I explain and she stops to look at me.
"Wow, I'm sorry."
I wave her off. "It's alright."
We continue along the path and I'm glad Caroline has taken an interest in me. At least she doesn't hate me like I worried would happen. It's nice having her here to comfort me while getting used to a new place and new people, oddly I feel like we are already friends. "So do you and your sister get along?"
"All the time, we never really fight," I say with a smile.
Caroline scoffs. "Wow, Eric and I are always at each other's throats. I thought it would have ended a while ago, but now it has followed us into adulthood. How do you two always get along? I should ask for tips."
"I've been taking care of her since our mother is always busy with our Beta. I guess she looks up to me like a sister and a mother in some way."
"You seem like a really good person Isabella," she tells me sincerely, "I don't know how to ended up with my brother."
When we come up to a house Caroline tells me to wait on the path. I watch as she hurried to the door and after a few seconds a girl answers, another few seconds and I see her peer past Caroline at me. Standing awkwardly, I look around. Soon enough they come back to me. "Isabella, Olivia," Caroline introduces us and I smile again.
"It's nice to meet you."
She looks at me, confused. "Hi. You're Eric's mate?"
"Um, yes."
Silence seeps between us until Caroline changes the subject. "I thought we could show Isabella around, and maybe the cool place we found like forever ago?"
"Can she go out there?"
Caroline shrugs. "Why couldn't she?"
Slowly but surely I begin to feel that we are going to break Eric's rules.
"Well, we should go there first," Olivia suggests. "There's some amazing views."
Caroline agrees, and not wanting to seem annoying, I agree too. The three of us head off of the path and through at small, grassy field. When I notice the tree line growing nearer and nearer my heart picks up pace, warning me to stop. We are definitely not following Eric's orders. "Caroline? Did Eric say we could do this?" I ask her.
"Isabella don't worry, Eric won't find out."
My heart sinks. I haven't even been here an entire day and I'm already getting into trouble, this is not like me. But wanting to impress the two girls, I shut up.
We enter into the trees and I trail behind the two girls, not knowing what to do. Olivia races to a large tree ahead and calls back to me. "Do you ever climb trees, Isabella?"
Caroline and I catch up to her and we watch her make her way up— branch by branch. "No, I never have!" I call back up to her.
"You should try!"
Glancing over to Caroline, I see her shake her head, no. "Believe me, I always get hurt trying to do what she does. Then we'll be in trouble if you come back all scratched up."
I answer, "maybe some other time!"
"Oh come on, the view is crazy up here!"
Caroline groans. "Maybe if we are really careful? I'm a sucker for views."
"I'd love to try. I think I can do it," I tell her while my eyes roam up the tree.
"Okay, let's take it one step at a time."
Walking up to the tree, I place my foot on a protruding nub and lift myself up. Reaching far, my hand grips onto the closest branch and I carefully heave my body onto it. "I think I got it," I say to Caroline and she cheers me on. Now standing on the thick branch, and make my move for the next one, then the next one. I see Olivia sitting with her feet dangling up ahead and I wave to her. "Does this branch look strong enough?" I ask her and she studies it.
"Um," she pauses, "yeah, it does!"
I thank her and make my way up to it, not taking the chance to look down. Caroline yells saying that she's right behind me, and it makes me feel a little better. Reaching for the branch, I grip onto it, ready to boost myself up. Placing my trust in Olivia, I put my weight on it, but a gut-wrenching cracking noise fills my ears. Suddenly I see the branch breaking off at the base.
"Isabella!"
Caroline shouts and I panic. With no time I wrap my arms around the base of the trunk as the branch falls and hangs on by a thread. With my heart slamming against my chest, I frantically try to reach for another branch but I begin to slip down the trunk. "Oh my god, Isabella just hold on!"The bark scratches against my hands and arms while my eyes stare harshly at the hard ground. Below me, I spot another branch and I know I have to descend down to it. Caroline tries to hurry up but I continue to slide, not being able to grip on.Finally, my feet barely touch the branch and I stop myself, letting go of the trunk. My hands and arms sting and I look to see scratches, dirt, and blood. "I'm bleeding!" I shout to Caroline and she curses."Does it hurt bad?"
Getting out of the shower, I wrap a towel around my dripping body. My hair sticks to my back as I grab the clothes I set to the side to change into. A hot shower after a long day is always refreshing. At first, it was weird using a different shower, but I quickly let it go and decided to keep an open mind.I dry off and slip on my clean clothes before taking the towel and drying my hair to the best of my abilities. It still lays damp on my shoulders but I know that is as dry as it will get. Surprisingly I found my clothes unpacked already as if some invisible fairy did it all magically while I was gone.When I finish up in the bathroom I open the door but immediately close it when I notice Eric in the bedroom. Thankfully he doesn't notice as I peek through the thin crack of space left. Suddenly he takes off his shirt and I look away, cl
I lay in bed and stare up at the ceiling, still feeling the trace of his kiss on my skin. After our short moment in the kitchen we headed upstairs and I convinced him to let me sleep in one of the guest rooms, knowing that if I was in a bed smothered in his scent I would not be able to sleep. Though I am cozy under the covers my eyes will not shut. It is simple; I cannot fall asleep. Over the hours I have sifted through different causes: I'm still hungry, I don't feel good, I miss Kendra, I'm worried about my pack, I'm nervous about meeting Eric's Dad, and even that Olivia's acts have me worried.I have tried it all: pacing my breaths, counting sheep, taking deep breaths, progressive muscle relaxation, visualizing a peaceful place, yet no matter what I do one factor stays glued in my mind; the fact that my mate is sleeping in the bedroom beside me and I cannot get to him. Obviously, I ca
Slowly, I lift up my face from the pillow beneath it. I blink, close my eyes, and blink again. Rays of sunlight shine through the windows and blind me. I reluctantly sit up and rub my knuckles onto my eyes. Looking around the bedroom, I find myself alone, so I instantly wonder where Eric is.I slide out of bed and peek into the bathroom, but it too is empty. Raising an eyebrow, I check the guest room I was supposed to sleep in— then all the others. After that my feet carry me downstairs and random noises grab my attention, sounds that are coming from the kitchen. "Eric?" I call out as I make my way towards them, wanting to unmask the creator. "Eric is that you?"Instead of seeing Eric, an older woman turns around and smiles. "Hello, good morning, I'm Marina, the housekeeper. You must be Isabella; it is so wonderful to meet you."
Sitting in the center of the living room, I look around the walls at the family pictures and smile. I especially enjoy the picture of Eric when he was a toddler. There are no pictures of him as a child at the pack house. "They're in here," I hear Evangeline's voice from further in the house.I glance to Eric, who is standing off to the side, seeming rather uncomfortable. His gaze is glued to a random spot on the wall."Sebastian, this is Isabella." Turning to the hallway, I see Evangeline standing beside the man from the pictures. He looks like an older, different version of Eric.Immediately I stand up and reach my hand out. He shakes it. "Hello, it's nice to meet you finally."He smiles in a fatherly way. "Yes, of course, I was wond
I lay sleeplessly in bed, staring at the ceiling while not being able to take my mind off of my sister. I wonder if she is still awake, or if she has found the ability to live without me. It has only been a few days, which makes me sound dramatic, but I cannot help but hope she misses me still. What if earlier she only got upset for a bit and now she is perfectly fine, perfectly asleep in her purple and blue bed. I cannot sleep not knowing how she is feeling; we used to tell each other everything.My eyes roll over to the clock. It is one o'clock in the morning.Silently groaning, in an attempt to not wake up Eric, I turn away from the pillow wall and sigh. I have to see her.Hesitantly, I slip out from underneath the bedding, and my toes brush against the cool, wood floor. Sitting up,
"You were trying to hurt me, weren't you?"Olivia begins to sob. "I'm not this type of person, and I don't do things like this."Leaning back against a near tree, I take a deep breath in an attempt to collect my thoughts. As I am doing so, I notice Olivia struggling to her feet and swiping the hairs from her face. "I'm sorry," she mutters as she limps towards me, "but I need him. Eric was all I had, heisall I have. I've been trying to get him to see that we don't have to be mates to be together, but then you show up, and he forgets I exist. You have what I want, and I'm desperate."Confused, I stand up straight. "What are you talking about?"She wipes the stray tears from her cheeks. "I want to fight for him."
Slipping into the bedroom, I sneak over to my side of the bed once I spot Eric still asleep. The pillow wall has been torn down, as his arm is laying across the ruins. Sighing, I climb on the bed and start to reconstruct the divider, but Eric grabs onto me and surprisingly pulls me over to him, holding me snugly against his body. With my eyes wide open, I make no sudden movements.I lay frozen in his arms, and soon enough I realized that he is thankfully sleeping despite what just happened. My mouth is hanging open, and my limbs do not know what to do. His scent invades my nose, causing me to relax on instinct.My eyes begin to drift closed even though I am mentally fighting to keep them open. Darkness consumes me, and I have never felt more comfortable in my life as if the bed has suddenly transformed into a cloud on a breezy day.
There is a knock on the door, so I open it to find Evangeline standing on the porch, looking depressed but different than at dinner last night. Immediately I urge her to come in, but she asks to walk with me outside. Together, we head off slowly in a random direction. The sun is beginning to fall."How's your day been?" I ask, surprised that she came to me in the first place."You told my son to talk to me," she says, getting right to the point. "Thank you for caring for him."I nod, still quite confused. "Yes, I told him to ask about his father's death. I'm sorry if I brought on unwanted questions. It's still fresh and you were clearly in no state to talk about—""No, don't apologize. He deserved to know what happened to his fa
I slip on the black dress and brush my hair, running the bristles against every strand. Standing in the mirror, I watch myself while consistently glancing over at Eric who had just finished redressing himself. He does the same, looking over at me. Eric stands behind me and places both hands on my shoulders, so I softly set my hairbrush down. Our eyes connect in the mirror. "They're downstairs waiting," he murmurs, his arms wrapping around me. I set a hand on top of his as they rest against my stomach. "Will you be alright?"Eric nods then takes my hand in his, running his thumb firmly against the top of my hand, almost as if he is making sure I am really here. Without saying a word he leads me out of the room—my hand still in his, a loose leash&m
After hours of hiding up in my bedroom, I find myself venturing downstairs, worried and anxious to see someone. Caroline gave me an update an hour ago, telling me that Kendra is safe somehow and that Eric will be back later tonight, and then she left the door and went off somewhere. We spoke through the door, me on the inside and her on the outside, like I was locked in. I could have opened it, I could have hugged her and begged for forgiveness, but I didn't. I should of, but I couldn't.The stairs let out a creaking noise as I land on the second to last step and I contemplate hurrying back up. The wood is cold against my feet. The house seems to be dead. No one comes searching for the cause of the creaking noise. I am like a ghost with no one to scare.My mates father is dead, Carolines father is dead, Evangeline's mate is dead, and I
I feel dazed. My memory is a mess, and I do not have the patience to sort through it. There is a certain urgency yelling at me to get up, shouting nonsense, but I can hardly hear what it is saying. My surroundings are soft to the touch, my fingers stroking the fabric beneath me before scrunching into a fist. My back aches, more than the rest of my body at least. I feel bruised, like a fruit dropped to the floor one to many times. The smell of heaven is terribly familiar. Have I died before? I want to open my eyes and take in the city of white, but I struggle to do so. Suddenly, I find myself drifting off again, slipping into a warm darkness. Time is inexistent in heaven. The urge to wake comes to me again, and I do not know how long it has been. An hour? A day? A month? A year? Everything blends together into one lon
I have always taken care of Kendra like a mother. "Kendra!" "Kendra!" My mother was broken, always too hurt to properly take care of a child. All she could do was her job, helping the Luna. "Kendra, where are you!" I would make breakfast in the morning while our mother slept, or while she stayed at another's house. She was heartbroken, and it made her reckless sometimes. I wanted to hate her for it, but I couldn't. I hated her because she let the sadness make her weak. "Kendra!" "Kendr
I imagined death to be a flash of light then darkness. Nothing but darkness. Everything simply shuts off and you are erased from the world and all of its glory. Frightening, isn't it?The gun shot rings in my ears and I wait for the flash of light, or whatever may come. In this moment, I am open to anything.My largest and only regret will be my lack of a goodbye to my mate, as Alpha Kenn got impatient. Hopefully Eric knows that I loved him unconditionally, probably too much, if that is possible. I will die for him, so hopefully that shows him my feelings. If I focus on the things I will miss, I will regret my decision, and it is too late for that.God, I just love him so much. I want to touch him again, to feel his skin on mine, to hear his voice. Everything about him made me feel ful
"Well," Alpha Kenn struggles. "What an offer, but I will have to refuse becauseIsabellais to be my Luna." My eyes cannot leave Eric's. There is something in them. A promise? Safety? Security? Love? Maybe all of them, but definitely love. Suddenly, I am no longer fearful, but determined. He would give away everything for me, and that means everything. He can give me everything, but it means so much more to give up everything. To have nothing, but me. My cheeks flush with color, with life. "You can't have me," I mutter and glance up at him. "Sorry." Some men find this amusing, but Alpha Kenn sneers. "Inject him, then bring him out."
Alpha Kenn's tightening grasp causes my face to scrunch up in protest. My teeth clench, I whimper like a hurt puppy, yet he continues to drag me away from the house and towards the tree line. The burn on my chest throbs. I wonder what kind of monster it takes to be shot and to walk away fine."Let go," I seethe, attempting to yank my wrist from the cuff that is his hand, "you bastard! Where are you taking me!"Adrenaline brings my vocabulary to that of a sailor's."You piece of shit, you think you—""Please, darling," he groans, "resisting is not going to get you anywhere. You had your shot at me; you failed, now let us move on.""Move on?" I gape. "You have ruined everything I
Our conversation is quiet, no more yelling and arguing. We have worn ourselves out, and my body cannot put up a fight against him anymore. My inner wolf was crushed from my actions just a few days ago.The words that left both of us meant nothing that night, and we both understand that. Eric is upset with himself for bursting in on me, I can see it on his face. Many times I tell him that I forgive him, but he doesn't seem to forgive himself.Our conversation is quiet, meaningful, and filled with regrets, and I am dying to move on. Selfishly, I have the power to forgive myself after Eric forgives me, but he cannot seem to do the same. I hate that he is so angry with himself. "I'm okay, Eric," I tell him as I caress his cheek softly. "Please—I'm not mad at you.""What I said to you