I sat at the small desk in Jalen's room, my laptop open in front of me. I needed to leave the Lycan pack and start a new life so nervously typed the name of an airline website into my browser and clicked on the search button. I scanned the list of available flights, my heart racing as I tried to find one that would take me far away from here. But as I looked more closely at the booking process, I realized that my identity would be exposed if I tried to book a flight. My dad was a very influential person, and I knew that he would be able to trace me through the airline's records.I let out a sigh, feeling defeated. I knew that I needed to come up with a new plan, but I didn't know what to do next. I leaned back in my chair and ran my hand through my hair, feeling the weight of my situation bearing down on me.I couldn't stand Jalen's mum. She was so toxic and Jalen always expected me to see the bright side or silver lining of the situation, but I was tired of the fake smiles and laugh
I lifted Clarissa's hand and examined it closely. Her skin was red and I saw small scratches on her palm. I knew she had been feeling restless and anxious, and I couldn't help but worry for her.Without a word, I got off the bed and made my way downstairs to grab the first aid kit. As I walked down the stairs, I saw my mother in the kitchen and decided to ask her if anything had happened to Clarissa."Mum, did anything happen to Clarissa?" I asked, trying to keep my tone calm and neutral.She shrugged and said, "I don't know, you should ask her."Anger rose within me. My mum had no right to make Clarissa uncomfortable."Mum, you need to take it easy on her. She's important to me and I love her," I warned her. "And you should be grateful to her for letting me mark her.""I didn't do anything wrong," she denied with a pout. I huffed and made my way back upstairs to the room.Once I returned, I applied the calamine lotion to Clarissa's hands and kissed her cheek. I closed the window, hop
After Clarissa got better, I decided to spend more time with her so she doesn't feel neglected. Although she wanted to go out, I honestly didn't blame her considering that before she came here, she was a career woman and a billionaire's daughter who was used to going to work and partying outdoors, but now, she was locked in the confinement of my house.We'd watch endless movies together while cuddled up under the covers, bond while playing card games, and have deep conversations, about hopes, dreams, and goals for the future. I tried as much as I could to make her feel happy and comfortable.She had a very big sense of humor and made me laugh all the time. We were sitting on the bed, watching a Netflix series and she leaned her head on my shoulder."Get your head off my boobs," she said, trying to push my head away.I chuckled, "Nope, they're my pillows."She rolled her eyes and playfully punched my arm. "You're ridiculous."I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her closer. "But you
My days in Jalen's house were the same. Wake up, eat, sleep, hang out with Jalen and Jaela, and watch movies on Netflix. Honestly, it was beginning to tire me. But I didn't have a choice. I was glad that Genevieve was getting my fake ID and tickets ready, and my day of departure was drawing closer."Why do you want to leave?" Jaela wrote on a piece of paper and passed it to me when I was helping her braid her hair. I stopped and stared at her, unsure of how to answer."Well, for starters, your mum and I don't particularly get along," I wrote back, trying to keep it light.But that's not enough reason for you to leave, she wrote.I thought for a moment before responding. "I just want to be free. Go out. Do something and not just spend my whole day indoors. It's beginning to get on my last nerves."Jaela squeezed my hand, understanding. "I wish you could come with us," I said to her and she smiled, scribbling in her note."I can't, and even if I wanted to, my parents won't let me. Com
I was so shocked that Cade, who seemed like a genuinely nice guy, would reject Jaela, his best friend's sister and I wondered why. I knew that it was best to investigate before taking sides or jumping to conclusions. After Jaela stopped crying, she got up and I hugged her. "Listen, he could have his reasons. Maybe you should just give him some time. You know how these things are."She nodded and walked away and I sat on the bed, waiting for Jalen to return. When he did, I watched him. Although he wasn't frowning, I knew that he wasn't in a good mood. He sat on the bed and reached out for the pizza, taking a slice."Jalen did you by any chance see the phone, " I asked him politely He raised his head and I noticed his hesitation. "Oh yeah. It's with me," he said, bringing it out from his pocket and handing it to me. "Sorry, my battery ran down and I needed a phone to do some stuff," he said."It's okay," I said and checked the call log to see if Genevieve had called. Surprisingly, sh
I watched Clarissa dial Genieveve's number, her hand shaking as she held the phone to her ear. She sighed in frustration when the number wasn't going through, her movement becoming more intense. I had blocked Genieveve's number from her phone earlier, making her unable to reach her.The weight of the coronation was resting heavy on my shoulders, but the longing in Clarissa's eyes as she spoke of the trip made guilt gnaw at my gut."She's probably busy and will call you when she's ready," I said, trying to assure her.I couldn't bring myself to tell Clarissa about my coronation as the Lycan king and that her presence as my mate would be crucial for my success. But at the same time, I couldn't shake off the guilt of knowing that she had sacrificed so much for me, including the pleasures and wealth of her father's house. The thought of her feeling used or resentful towards me was unbearable. I was torn between being honest with her and protecting her feelings. Later, I climbed into my
It was a dark and quiet night. Jalen and his dad were out and I stayed in Jaela's room. The only sound in the room was the soft sniffling of Jaela as she lay in bed, tears streaming down her face. I sat beside her, rubbing her back in slow circles, trying to offer her some comfort."I'm sorry, Jaela," I murmured, my heart heavy with sadness for my sister. "I know how much you care for Cade, but maybe he's not worth it."Jaela's only response was a soft whimper, her tears falling faster. I picked up a tissue and gently wiped her tears away, feeling a pang of guilt for not being able to do more to ease her pain.I leaned in and hugged her tightly, whispering words of encouragement and love in her ear, trying to remind her that she was strong and that there were plenty of other people out there who would be lucky to have her.Despite my efforts, Jaela's sobs didn't stop and I felt a weight on my chest. I knew that healing a broken heart takes time but I felt like I failed to cheer her up
Jalen was in the backyard, lifting weights with a determined look on his face. His muscles bulged and strained as he lifted the heavyweights, the sweat glistening on his skin in the sunlight. I sat on a chair nearby, watching him with admiration. The way his biceps flexed and his abs tensed with each lift made my heart race. I couldn't believe that this Adonis of a man was all mine.As I watched him, hot waves of desire washed over me and my legs parted slightly.Jalen noticed and set down the weights with a heavy thud and caught his breath. He looked over at me and gave me a naughty wink, his chest rising and falling with each deep breath. "Like what you see?" He said, flexing his muscles and I laughed. "You're doing great," I said. He approached me, wiping the sweat from his forehead with a towel. "I'm glad you're enjoying the show, but I could do better.""Not here, Jalen, " I gasped as I realized what he was about to do."Who says I can't have you anywhere?"He leaned down and k