Avery's POV "You confuse me, Avery," he said. "You drive me insane, but at the same time, I can't stay away from you. I don't want to."The electrifying jolt of his words sent through me, and I momentarily forgot how to breathe. Is this what they refer to as the great mate bond, or is it something else?"I don't know what to say," I confessed so quietly, I barely heard it myself."Then don't say anything," he told me, leaning slightly closer. "Just... think about it. Think about giving me a chance."I swallowed with considerable difficulty, casting about for any appropriate reply. Part of me wanted to believe him, to fold me into his arms and trust that he would catch me. But another side of me, the one that had been hurt too many times, was screaming in agony and pricking at my conscience with, "Go. Get out. Run." Before I had the time to collect my thoughts, a mobile phone rang, cutting the moment sharp. Jameson pulled out his phone from his back pocket and frowned at the screen.
Avery's PerspectiveIt was blinding sunlight streaming through the dorm window, exposing the disorder within my mind as it revealed every corner of the room. Amelia left early to grab some coffee before her morning class. God, how I envied that kind of life: yearning after something or someone, but being totally weightied down with confusion.I rolled onto my back, staring up at the ceiling. No matter how else I tried to think, Jameson kept creeping into my thoughts, his words from yesterday repeating in my head. "I'm not giving up, Avery. Not on us." I groaned, going through my tangled hair with my fingers. Why couldn't I just stop thinking about him? Pulling myself out of the bed and deciding that I could not spend the day moping over my thoughts, I just made an exit before a prolonged stay in the dorm would drive me nuts. Grabbed my phone, threw on a pair of jeans and a sweater, then went outside. The crisp morning air hit me as I stepped outside and, for a moment, felt an inkli
Avery's POV Jameson's conversation kept ringing in an endless loop in my head as I walked back to the dorm. In every word, a storm of unnameable emotions played over and over again. Does he mean it? Can he actually change?The thought sent shivers far worse than that. I had built walls over many years to keep people out and protect myself from the pain. Allowing Jameson access was like handing him the glass cutter to destroy me.When I reached my dorm room, Amelia was sprawled on her bed, going through her phone. As soon as I entered, she looked up, raised brow and all."Well, someone looks like they had an eventful morning," she noted, sitting up.I dropped my bag on my desk and flopped onto my bed. "You have no idea."Amelia set aside her cell and curiously eyes into me. "Do tell."Sighing, I stared at the ceiling. "I met Jameson for coffee."She gasped. "Wait, what? The same Jameson you've been avoiding like the plague? The very same Jameson you swore was an arrogant jerk?""Yes,
Avery's POVThe day dragged on, and the weight of indecision hung like a shroud over me. I could not concentrate in class, and even Amelia's witty remarks could not drag me out of my head. Every silent second was filled with Jameson's words, his eyes, and his promise.By the time I trudged back to the dorm after my final class, I was worn out. Amelia was nowhere around, allowing me to wallow in my mind. I crashed onto my bed and stared at the phone resting on my nightstand. His goodnight text was still fresh in my mind. I picked up my phone despite thinking it wasn't a good idea.My finger just hovered over his name, deciding whether to message him or not. No, I thought, shaking my head. He said he’d wait. I need to sort through my feelings first. But before I could put my phone down, an incoming call made it buzz. Unknown Number. My heartbeat raced suddenly at having to consider that. For a second, I thought about letting it ring out and go to voicemail, but curiosity took over.
Avery's POVThe café was quiet as Jameson walked me back to my dorm. It felt reassuring to have him around, but the phone call still churned unease in my stomach. I clutched my bag tightly and scanned the shadows as we walked."You're really sure about the voice though?" Jameson asked again, his voice edged with concern."I'm sure, but it wasn't just the words, Jameson," my voice was almost a whisper. It was almost how they said it. It felt...personal," I added.We stopped at the entrance to my building. Jameson turned to me, his dark eyes serious. "Avery, if you ever feel unsafe, you call me. No matter what time it is, okay?"I nodded, drawing strength from his determination. "Okay."I hesitated when he stepped back to leave. "Jameson?"He paused. "Yeah?""You think maybe this has something to do with us?"He frowned, considering my question. "I don't know. But whoever it is, they clearly don't want me near you. That only makes me more certain we need to stick together."I watched hi
Avery's POVThe wind clawed at me as I walked across the campus, each gust feeling as if it wanted to peel away the delicate cover of composure I clung to. The sensation of being watched had not faded. It was like a shadow, creeping into every movement of mine. I tugged my jacket tighter around me, trying to avoid the crawling feeling on my skin.Strolling by my side now, blissfully ignorant of the turbulence inside me, would be Amelia. Her blond tresses whipped all around her face as she continued her tale. "So, I was thinking pizza with the extra cheese and that weird garlic drizzle you always make fun of for lunch today."I had to force the smile, as the mind was that far away. "Sounds good."Amelia halted mid-step, concern displacing her expression. She took hold of my arm, making sure I was looking at her. "Okay, what’s going on with you? You’re acting weird since yesterday. Spill.""I'm fine," I lied, albeit unconvincingly.She narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing me as if she could
My mind is far from calm because I know it's Theo's point of view. Without babbling further, I'm just going to tell you the most vivid of what happened next."My mind was racing, and before I knew it, I bolted from the house and stepped out to the thickening air with every stride. My heart raced, hands trembling as I held my phone tightened. The very message was burned into my mind: You think you're safe. You're not."The words echoed in my mind ever increasing again and again, each note hanging like a sword on the tip of the hill-wether before being launched downwards. "I don't know who sent it, but their plans are obvious; they want me to be utterly terrified." And they pretty much are.I turned the corner but collided with someone so hard that I nearly dropped my phone."Whoa, easy there," a familiar voice said.Looking up, I saw Jameson staring down at me, concern spreading across his face.His hands gripped my shoulders to steady me. "Avery, what's wrong?" he replied, softer now.
Jameson POVThe chill of the night air clung to my skin as Avery and I trekked across campus toward my apartment. She was quiet, too quiet, and even though it worried me, I knew better than to push her; after all, she had gone through quite a lot today, and this was pushing the last thing she needed. After reaching my place, I unlocked the door and ushered her in. "Sit down," I said softly. She obliged, sinking onto the couch. Arms wrapped around her body close, and either the sight of my room or the sense of being there seemed to scare her. The tension in her whole posture was palpable. I squatted in front of her, looking her in the eyes and saying, "You're safe here," my assurance ringing solemn and bright like the sun in the clear sky. She nodded but did not say anything; her body still frozen with discomfort. "I'll make some tea," I offered, "Perhaps it will help you find some peace". While the kettle was boiling, I searched through the cabinet for the chamomile tea. The on
Avery’s POVThe weight of Dimitri’s words sat heavy in the room even after he left. Noah had escorted him out, scanning the woods as if expecting Lisa’s mercenaries to materialize out of thin air. When he returned, his face was set like stone, his jaw tight.“Noah,” I started, unsure of what to even say. “Do you really think Lisa will find us here?”He didn’t answer right away. Instead, he placed his gun on the table and ran a hand through his hair, his frustration evident. “I don’t know, Avery. But we can’t take any chances.”I hated this feeling—the constant fear, the anticipation of the worst. It felt like Lisa’s shadow was looming over us, always one step closer no matter what we did.“We need to leave, don’t we?” I asked softly.Noah sighed and leaned against the table. “Yes. Dimitri’s warning wasn’t for nothing. If Lisa has people sniffing around, it’s only a matter of time before someone points her in our direction. We’ll pack up and move at dawn.”I nodded, even though my ches
Noah’s POVI woke up to the sound of Avery pacing. Her steps were light but restless, echoing faintly in the quiet cabin. I opened my eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall—it was just past 4 a.m. The sky outside was still cloaked in darkness, but the faintest traces of dawn were beginning to bleed into the horizon.“Avery,” I said, my voice groggy. She stopped in her tracks and turned toward me, her face illuminated by the soft glow of the wood-burning stove.“Did I wake you?” she asked, guilt written all over her expression.“No,” I lied, sitting up and running a hand through my hair. “What’s wrong?”She hesitated, hugging her arms to her chest. “I couldn’t sleep. I keep thinking… what if we’re wasting time sitting here? What if Lisa’s already moving against us?”I stood and crossed the room to her, placing a steady hand on her shoulder. “We’re not wasting time. We’re regrouping, preparing. If we rush in without a plan, we’ll be playing right into her hands.”Avery nodded, but I
Avery’s POVIn the morning when the sun filtered in through the thick curtains and lit up small room with soft golden light. Sweet but the heat in my palms distracted me from the never ending cycle on thoughts busy inside my brain.Noah was by the window looking for movement in the treeline, he hadn't said much since we got here last night but the mere fact that he was there put me a little more at ease even as the edge of sanity started to get gnawed open.“Trouble?” I sounded, my voice piercing what little silence there was.“Nope – but again, not in the morning. Still it does not stop it from arriving.I swallowed hard and looked at the opaque in my mug “Do you think they are already hunting her?”“Never did,” Noah said eventually turning to me. But his eyes were so very tired “Lisa does not hang up.“And what does she want?” I pressed, this time confident with my guess.You are,” Noah said bluntly.Those words made a deep fog descend over me. I put the mug down, the coffee taste m
Noah’s POVFinally, “We need a plan” Avery said her voice even but firm.“I do,” I said, white knuckling the steering wheel. “First we shall wait for Dimitri to tell us the data has been disseminated. After that we will be set in reality and you can start timing it. Until then, you continue to blend in.“And then? ” she prompt, moving over to me. They were wide, full of fear and bravery.‘After?’ I exhaled slowly “Then we protect you in the endHer eyes browed thinned. “Ok, you too? Can you not just play the god for me Noah? Lisa will hunt us both.“You think she targets you first,” I purred bluntly, pointing at her. You are number 1 She WILL try to hurt you for my sake. My focus is to prevent that.She turned away, mouth pursed to a thin line. “I hate this,” she stated, almost to herself. She hated being this way.“Not helpless, you’re not,” I stated. You’re surviving. That is not nothing Avery; That shits will take power.She did not answer, and I let the silence reassert itself. We
Avery's POVMorning sunlight filtered into the room through these blinds, creating gold streaks on the walls. I momentarily lost myself for a second. And I virtually recollected the jungle, the terror, the perpetual edict of danger. But then the full strength of it hit, crashing me like a boulder in choppy waters.Noah had already rolled out of bed, laptop on the small kitchen table. He was intently focused, his hands darting across the keyboard. He didn't see me yet, and I hesitated to look at him.“Morning,” I whispered through the clumps.He raised his head, startled, gave me a quick smile. Morning?I shrugged. “Pardon, I was as capable as one might assume for my circumstances.He nodded, got the hang of it. “Well, I have been thinking about our choices,” he said, pointing at the laptop. On the information from that USB drive — not a whole lot, but enough to turn the situation on it’s head. If we could just get it to the right people then maybe this could be enough to stop her.“ B
Avery's POVMorning sunlight filtered into the room through these blinds, creating gold streaks on the walls. I momentarily lost myself for a second. And I virtually recollected the jungle, the terror, the perpetual edict of danger. But then the full strength of it hit, crashing me like a boulder in choppy waters.Noah had already rolled out of bed, laptop on the small kitchen table. He was intently focused, his hands darting across the keyboard. He didn't see me yet, and I hesitated to look at him.“Morning,” I whispered through the clumps.He raised his head, startled, gave me a quick smile. Morning?I shrugged. “Pardon, I was as capable as one might assume for my circumstances.He nodded, got the hang of it. “Well, I have been thinking about our choices,” he said, pointing at the laptop. On the information from that USB drive — not a whole lot, but enough to turn the situation on it’s head. If we could just get it to the right people then maybe this could be enough to stop her.“ B
Noah's POVAs I drove from the warehouse, I glanced back in the rear-view, expecting to see one of Lisa's henchmen hot on our tail. The car was so tense you could practically coat it with black oil and Avery sat in silence looking at the window blankly.Her hands were clutched in her lap as I could tell that the whites of each were white-knuckling.“I feel like I’m losing it,” I finally told her, breaking the silenceShe blinked like coming out of a daze. “I don’t know,” she said. Well, it's like… “ALL OF THIS. I can't DO this. Lisa… this drive… that blackmail…” She choked up.My hand landed on hers where I was grounding her—I reached over. “We can get through this,” I said firmly. “We have all we require now. This week is ours to turn the other cheek.Avery turned back to me only to look absolutely skeptical. But what if it isn’t nearly enough? What if she gets pissed, finds out we have it and hunts us down before we can get it over with? What if—we—“Avery.” I tone was even but firm
Noah’s POVWatching Avery stand, the resolve in her eyes making me feel nauseated. The burden of the truth was great, I could tell the road ahead would pretty much consist of uphill all day long. But I had sworn on her—on my own life that I would be with her, through anything.I saw the echoes of fear turning into resolve as I finally addressed her from behind. Ha, she had always been tough as nails but I was seeing the splinters already. This is way too much for anyone. And yet, i couldn't help but feel proud of her are courage to do it.“I will,” I said with certainty of my voice. “Carefully though. Each step from now on is a function.Avery nodded past me, the fear still evident in her eyes. “I do, it’s just so… Noah. I ask myself over and over why. Why me? Why did they bring me in?I walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder. “No Avery, It’s not about YOU. About the lies they want to lie on. You were just in the way. Well now we are going to stop taking control of you agai
Avery’s POVThe room hummed with the palpable anxiety, each thing Noah said shivering me to the bones. I watched my mind frantically start putting the puzzle together of the pieces of information he just had given us. That my own mother was part of all of this was beyond belief.It didn’t make sense.“Lisa… my mother…” What are you saying Noah? “I said the words, and with them came almost disbelief the possibility of this weight that sank its claws into my fingertips.Noah moved a little, his eyes burning into me but I could tell by the way they were haunted with worry. Avery, I get it is hard for you to believe. Everything that has been going on— the threats, the tape, the vandalism—they are all part of a lot deeper shit. Your mother Lisa… That is their game.I shook my head, stunned by Noah just dropped the other shoe. ”So why? Why would they do this? And why now?”Noah breathed, leaned forward into his chair hands clenched. “Your mum and Lisa… They got themselves into things you wo