That moment with Romer felt endless, but quickly it was shattered as we heard the footsteps of someone walking to us. I left abruptly his hand and I caught the disappointment in his eyes, before we both turned to see who it was.It turned out to be Niall. He looked at us in a way that profused amusement and malice. Now in the daylight I could see the striking resemblance between him and Romer, but where Romer’s presence made me feel safe, Niall’s held a darker edge, a predatory confidence that set my nerves on edge.His curly hair, wilder and less controlled than Romer’s, framed his strong jawline. He carried himself with that same arrogant swagger he always had in the last years, his broad shoulders moving easily under the thin sweater he wore, as if the cold didn’t even touch him. That was another thing they both had in common, they looked like they were totally immune to the freezing temperatures. All werewolves have high body temperatures, but these two were something else. They
We finally reached Romer’s car, and when he turned on the heater I immediately felt my body relief for the longed warmth.“Instead of staying here parked, couldn’t we just… go somewhere?”He turned to me with a curious smile, his dark blue eyes sparkling with mischief. “Where to?”“Anywhere,” I blurted out, feeling my face flush with heat. “Anywhere… where you are.”The words hung in the air between us, and I could feel my cheeks burning as I looked away. But Romer didn’t tease me. Instead, his smile softened, and he looked almost as happy as I felt nervous.“Anywhere, huh?” he said, starting the car. “Let’s see where this takes us.”We drove through the quiet streets, with the afternoon rays starting to turn gold and I found myself saying “So…mmmm…I have been thinking about asking your for a long time, but…yeah…”“Just say it Fluff, I won't bite.” He said with a smirk on his face while not moving his eyes from the road.I took a deep breath, trying to calm my voice and then just spit
I was standing in the middle of the room, with warm tears streaming down my face, and it didn't matter how much I tried I couldn't stop them. I couldn't believe what had just happened.My mind started focusing on what I could feel and see, to check if it was really happening. The wood scent of the packhouse, the dim light, the white musky odor of my mate, the metallic taste in my mouth for biting my cheeks.Romer was there in front of me, his eyes felt unfamiliar, distant. They were full of anger and disappointment, and he never looked me like that. His dark blue looked like black and for the first time I was scared. He turned his head, like only my sight disgusted him, and I started feeling my legs losing their power. "You betrayed me, Lya!" His voice was powerful and just like a thunder it made me fall on my knees. "You knew how much I trusted you, you knew I would do anything for you and of all people you were the one that stabbed me in back" My heart ached in pain for him. I
"Lya, honey, it was just a nightmare” said my mom softly. Her green eyes were filled with tears, but she was holding them back just to give me a bit of strength. Probably she would cry while I was at the University, but in front of me my parents were trying to be strong and had always comforting words. I automatically hugged her, and she hugged me even tighter. She always had this power of calming me without saying much. And during these tough months just these moments felt like I was living again. Tears streamed down my face, and she didn't even try to stop me. Her hand started making circles on my back and slowly I felt them slowly drying out. When she noticed I was calmer she pulled back, took my chin and looked at me with her beautiful green golden eyes, and said “I made pancakes and your favorite tea, so get up, have a shower and come downstairs” “Mom I don't feel like…” “You'd rather let your body decompose on this bed, while years pass by? Or you can get up and do something
The voice took me away from my thoughts, and I blinked to see if it was really him talking. Niall, the Alpha’s son, standing in front of me with his constantly fake friendliness, that was trying to hide badly his enormous ego and arrogance. His presence brought me immediately on edge. "Mind if I sit?" he asked, but he didn’t even wait for my answer and started pulling out the chair across from me."Yes," I said sharply, with my voice purposely cold. "That seat’s only for my real mate and my real friends. You are none of them" Niall's smile faltered and I clearly noticed a flash of irritation crossing his face before he quickly went back his usual fake smile. "Lya, it’s been over six months. You need to move on. Romer’s not coming back." My jaw tightened and the familiar ache in my chest growing stronger. "That’s absolutely none of your business. As I said before that seat is only for my real mate and my real friends. You belong to none of them.” Niall leaned forward slightly, and
"You deserve better," Cara said softly. "You don’t have to settle for him or anyone else. You’ll find your way through this." I gave a faint smile and was very grateful for their support, but deep down, the pain of Romer’s rejection still burned. He believed I had betrayed him, and no matter how many times I replayed our last conversation in my head, I just couldn’t figure out how to convince him it was all a misunderstanding. He had trusted me, and now that trust was shattered. How could I ever make him see the truth? "Thanks, girls" I murmured with my voice barely audible. She leaned back against the bench, staring up at the sky through the branches, and started thinking how could I ever move on when my heart still belonged to the one person that I could never have anymore? Tara gave a gentle squeeze to my hand, bringing me back to the present. "Let’s not think about him right now. Let’s just focus on getting through today." Cara, always the optimist, flashed a bright smile. "
Sitting at the bar, enjoying a drink with his friends there was Darius. He was inconfondibile. His sleek black hair with a white stripe on the front were his mark. When he moved to Silverwood last year with Romer many had commented about his looks, but after some too close encounters the talks quickly faded. What is he doing here? Could it mean that Romer is with him? And just this thought caused my heart to race.Then he suddenly stood up and started walking to the exit. Without hesitation I said to the girls “I'll be right back” and started following him. Tara and Cara where shocked as they didn't know what happened, but seeing my face they didn't even try to stop me. Trying to hide myself I hurried after him, with my pulse racing inside my ears with a mixture of fear and hope. Maybe he could tell me how Romer is or maybe I could even meet him. Darius had parked on the other side of the lot and as soon as he got into his car I decided that I would follow him wherever he'd go. I tr
ONE YEAR BEFOREIt was the week before Tara’s birthday, and even though she wasn’t quite at the official mating age yet, she was still totally excited about the event. Tara would be turning 20, and as always, it was a chance for the three of us to celebrate together. We spent nearly every moment of that week planning her birthday. It wasn’t going to be anything fancy, just a small cake at Tara’s home with her family, and then we’d head out for a girls' night. Simple, but perfect. We were sitting in the university cafeteria, at our usual spot by the large windows that overlooked the campus courtyard. The afternoon sun streamed in, with its golden light across our table, it warmed up the whole atmosphere, as we excitedly went over the final details for the party. "So, the cake is sorted, right?" I asked, glancing over Tara’s shoulder at her notebook. "Yep, chocolate with raspberry filling. My mom’s favorite, obviously," Tara replied with an exaggerated eye roll, making Cara and me