Getting the call to pick up Lily from therapy was a surprise he wasn't expecting. Neither was listening to her cry and yell on the other side while she argued with Dr. Marshall about contacting him. What bothered him the most was at the end, when she said she didn't want to anger him anymore. To be fair, he was pissed when she kneed him in the groin the other night, but he couldn't deny that he was at fault. He knew what she had been through, yet he crossed the line, anyway. Once he realized that the woman was his Mate, it took everything in him not to break down her bedroom door. He scented her arousal, just for a moment until it quickly disappeared, but it was enough to drive his Wolf insane.
Now here he was, pulling up to the doctor's office, ticked off that they pulled him from his work. But when he caught her scent, his annoyance dwindled instantly. Dr. Marshall was standing outside her office, her arms crossed as he approached her. Her brows knitted together with concern.
"I apologize for calling you, but this was pretty urgent." She looked away, looking uncomfortable, which was a rare sight to see.
"How bad is she?" He asked her, his eyes on the door behind her.
"I know this is against patient privacy, but..." The She-Wolf hesitated for a second, "But in her case, I believe you should know what's going on." She let out a breath. "He really fucked with her, Alpha. She was practically reliving it during the session. I've dealt with patients who were in toxic relationships, but from what she went through was a whole different level." She let out a sigh, combing her fingers through her hair. "She wasn't even done talking about it. I think she wants to open up, but the moment she does." Her hand covered her face. He'd never seen her so troubled before.
"I'll take it from here." He told her, but she didn't budge right away.
"Did something happen between you two? She seemed so desperate to not making you mad. I want to believe it's because of her trauma, but it feels like there is more to it." She said, finally looking up at him. He rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.
"I just recently discovered that she's my Mate, and didn't exactly go about it properly." He said in a mere whisper. Dr. Marshall slowly nodded, stepping aside for him.
"In that case, tread carefully with her. She's a risk to herself and possibly to those around her. However, it is good to know that your playboy days are over." She said to him, sticking her hands in her pockets, and walked off. She stopped and glanced over her shoulder at him. "You should get her some food first. I don't think she's been eating." Before continuing her walk. He scoffed before entering the room. The magnificent scent of lilies erupted his senses as his eyes fell on Lily curled up on the couch, her knees tucked to her chest with her arms wrapped tightly around them. She glanced up, her eyes tinted red from crying and swollen slightly. He felt the beast within him stir and whimper sadly.
"I'm here to take you home." He said bluntly, walking over to her, but she flinched. Her head dipped back into her arms. He hesitated, inclining his head before going over to the desk and leaned up against it, his arms folded across his chest.
"I can wait here until you're ready." He informed her. She sniffled in response. The ticking clock filled the silence between them. Finally, after what felt like a lifetime, she lifted her head and met his gaze.
"I'm sorry for hurting you the other day." She whispered. He raised a brow at her, running his hand over his groin, remembering the pain for a second.
"Don't worry about it." He rose to his feet. "You ready?" He asked her. She sniffled again, rising to her feet, and adjusted her sleeves. He caught sight of her scars again, but he refrained from asking about them. If this whole Mate thing is real between them, he'll need to be patient. But patience wasn't one of his best qualities.
"Let's get you something to eat." He told her after he escorted her to the car. He noticed her eyes light up at his black Audi. She ran her fingers along the hood slowly. He watched her admire the vehicle for a moment before he opened the door for her. She hesitated, looking up at him.
"I'm not hungry, though." She told him until her stomach let out a loud growl. Her cheeks took on a shade of pink and her eyes dropped from his. He closed the door as she got in and climbed on the other side.
"Do you want anything in particular?" He asked her, but she went quiet again. He felt his fuse burning up quickly, but he quickly smothered it by letting out a breath. "It's okay. I'll cook up something when we get back to the house." He told her.
"You can cook?" She asked him. He turned out of the parking lot and drove up the road.
"I lived alone for a long time." He side eyed her. "You thought I had some personal chef or something?" He asked her. She shrugged, her eyes going out the window.
"I wouldn't have denied the idea didn't cross my mind." She told him. The driveway came up and as he pulled through, a familiar woman stood on his doorstep, her brunette hair in curls over her shoulder, wearing a tight fitting cream-colored dress and heels. Did he invite her over? His Wolf growled angrily at the sight of her. He glimpsed over at Lily, seeing her shrink back into her seat at the very sight of Chelsea.
"I wasn't expecting company." He told her as he parked the car in front of the door.
"It's okay. Go have dinner with your girlfriend." Lily said to him as she opened the door.
"Lily, she's not..." She shut the door to cut him off. He climbed out of the car as Lily went to go inside, but Chelsea stood in her way.
"What are you still doing here, Human?" Her lip curled into a snarl. Lily ignored her as she moved past her, but Chelsea grabbed her arm. "Look at me when I talk to you." She barked at her. Jayce towered behind Lily, his presence overpowering the authority Chelsea gave off. Lily glanced up at him in surprise.
"I believe the question here is, what are you doing here?" He returned the question to Chelsea with a snarl. She flinched, her eyes shifted away from him nervously.
"I wanted to have dinner with you." She tried to use her sweet voice on him, but her fear was too strong. He snarled again at her, making her jump and start descending the small stairs. She shot a glare back at Lily before storming away.
"Jayce, go have dinner with her. I can manage on my own." Lily said to him as he entered the house. He dropped his keys on the table next to the door, taking off his shoes and neatly put them away. Lily hesitated before following suit and tucked her shoes off to the side.
"I've already decided I was cooking for you tonight. Unless you want to starve another night, then quit complaining." He told her as he made his way toward the kitchen. He glanced over his shoulder at her, her eyes on the floor and her arms wrapped around herself.
Idiot, this is something you wanted to avoid.
Jayce internally groaned and ran his fingers through his hair. He had never been accustomed to dealing with other people's timid behavior. With his pack along with all the other Wolves wrapped around his finger, yet here was a woman who was broken and he couldn't learn to control his sharp tongue. He went through the fridge, pulling out raw chicken breast, eggs and mozzarella cheese.
"What do you plan on making?" She asked him finally. He started setting up a saute pan, going through his cabinets for other ingredients.
"Chicken Parmesan." He told her. He heard her walk over to the sink and turn it on. When he peered over, she was putting up her hair. "What are you doing?"
"I want to help." She told him as she washed her hands.
"Do you not trust me?" He asked as a joke as she stepped up beside him, prepping the chicken as he started a pot.
"I'd rather help than risk getting Salmonella." She said to him. She gasped, covering her mouth almost instinctively, looking up at him. The fear in her eyes was undeniable. "I'm sorry, I didn't..." He let out a chuckle that slowly expanded into a laugh.
"I don't blame you." He chuckled at her, turning his attention back to the stove. When was the last time he laughed like that?
"Jayce?" She spoke his name. His Wolf purred, "What's it like being the Werewolf King?" She asked him. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came. Children had always asked him, and he always had an automatic answer for them. Yet when she asked him the same question, he couldn't answer her.
Dinner was quiet between them, but it was better than the hostility he first showed her. Jayce was flying through the food like he also hadn't eaten in the last few days. He had spaghetti sauce plastered around his mouth. He almost looked like a messy toddler.Jayce pushed the plate away, leaning back on his stool. "That was amazing." He voiced openly as he wiped his mouth. Lily rose from her seat, taking his plate and her own, and went to the sink. She cleaned up after the mess they both made. "Don't think I can clean the dishes, either?" He joked again.
Damion sat in the chair across from him, his eyes transfixed on his notes as he went over the weekly report with Jayce. The dark-haired Wolf was rambling on, however the Werewolf King had his mind set on something else. Someone else, to be exact. A few nights ago, during his work, he heard a soft piano playing down the hall from him. When he went to investigate, Lily was playing a gentle melody that resembled close to what he believed was a lullaby. Her eyes shut, but she had the softest smile displayed on her lips. Since she had been staying there, she only showed fear and sadness as her primary emotions. So when he noticed her smile for the first time, his heart nearly leapt out of his chest.
As she watched the grass fall from the sky, her heart felt slightly lighter than the past week she had been here. Opening up about her experience wasn't easy for her, but it felt good to get it off of her chest. Dr. Marshall had the degrees to work with her, but Jayce was an ear she can speak to with no medical background, as far as she knew, anyway. To her surprise, speaking to him about it actually put her at ease, and it made her want to talk to him more."A distraction." She said, but she didn't know what she meant by that. Her writing was always her escape after Jasper dealt his beatings. Even if her body was trapped, she found
The gap between them grew wider as weeks went by. Since her episode, she refrained from any type of communication with him. Every time he thought of her scarred body, his Wolf nearly took over and would wreck the room he was in. He's had construction done three times in the last two weeks because he couldn't control his Wolf. Damion had stopped by several times, but he just dismissed him. He wasn't in the mood to deal with the festival or the council. Even when he shifted to go on his runs, he was breaking trees left and right. Who was he truly angry at, though? Jasper for hurting his Mate for months, or himself for asking a pointless question. He'd give anything to hear her voice. To feel her lips again. To hold her, even if she was just crying. Anything to soothe the beast in him.
"Mates." Penelope said with a gentle smile. Lily raised a brow at her, but the term wasn't lost on her. She sensed Jayce tense up when she said the word, shifting uncomfortably beside her."I'm assuming that is a more serious topic than what I'm thinking of?" She asked, and Penelope shrugged, swirling her wine around."Yes, and no. It's not so much a serious topic, but it's one that Humans can easily overlook. Unlike Humans, Werewolves have a partner that t
Her sweet taste lingered on his tongue when she gazed up at his eyes, the sun shining in hers when she spoke up."I'm his date." She said, licking her lips slowly. The bulge pressed against his slacks and he didn't care who saw it. His Wolf howled to claim her. His hand tightened on her waist, pressing her curved body against his. Her delicious scent reached his nose, and it took every nerve in his body not to pin her to the window and fuck her in front of everyone.
Lily walked along the grassy and damp path. The stars sparkled high above her, a chill brushing along her skin. For a summer evening, it was rather cold. Goosebumps rose over her arms, spreading over her shoulders, back, chest, and legs. She tried to rub them away, to warm herself, but they continued to spread. She breathed out, her breath like white smoke. A sharp pain settled across her chest and as she glanced down, blood trickled down from a thin cut on her naked body. She touched it, hoping it wasn't real, but the warm fluid startled her. Another sharp pain drew her attention down to her wrists, where more blood was oozing out of the cuts. She went to speak, but her voice was gone.
He stood on the other side of her door, listening to her cry. Why must she cry so much? No. It wasn't her fault. It's never her fault. She wanted to understand what was happening to him, yet he pushed her away. Fuck, she looked so sexy beneath him. Her moans sounded so delicious, he wanted to hear it more. His cock pulsed in his boxers, making him bite back a groan. He ached to enter her. To make love to her like she deserved.You fucking moron. You fucking yelled at her.
The sun casted its light across the ocean's surface, glistening blindingly in the summer heat. Waves licked the soft sand, smothering fresh foot prints that were left behind. Lily walked along the shore, the water lapping at her ankles, its warmth barely mimicking that of the sun's rays on her already lightly tanned skin. Her blonde hair swayed against her lower back, slightly frizzed from the humidity. Sweat and the ocean spray carried by the gentle breeze speckled her skin with tiny droplets. She gazed out at the ocean, the water going on for miles. She ran her fingers over her bikini top, feeling the slivers of her scars that continued to decorate her skin. Her fingers stopped as they reached her lower belly where a new addition of scars now existed. She smiled to herself as she traced the long scar. Sh
Jayce stood in front of his mirror, his white button up still on done, a vibrant emerald tie sitting around his neck untouched. He tilted his head slightly until Lily's bite came into view. It had been roughly a week or so now that she had bit him, and yet it had not healed completely. In her words and that of his Wolf, their bond was just that strong that her Mark held true. Yet his gut was telling him something else was at play, but he didn't know as to what yet.
The moon shined in through the dark curtains, casting shadows across her black comforter. She knew it was late, but her mind just wouldn't shut down. She wished to blame it on wedding jitters, but the way her chest constricted with the usual panicked feeling, she knew it was worse than that. The idea of Karmina hunting her down specifically, the Supernatural world being much larger than she realized. Jayce knew. They all did, and she was kept out of the loop. He can say it was for her safety, but she thought he would know better by now.
He was leading Lily through the pack house blindfolded, the others following close behind them. After breakfast, everyone had gathered to go over what was left on the to-do list. Luna Isis had taken over as the wedding planner, relieving Lily of the burden. Luna Ella offered to be the photographer, bragging a bit about her photography studio in Louisiana. Alpha Javon offered to be the ordained minister for them, and Archibald practically demanded to cover the music. Lily looked uncertain about the Alpha controlling the music for the reception and Jayce couldn't blame her. He was devious with his antics in Hawaii, tempting his King with beautiful women. Never again will he be swayed other than by his Queen. Nathan and Selene were talking at the back of the group, discussing the layout of the venue set up Lily
Jayce advised the Lunas and Alphas to leave them be for the rest of the evening and they would gather in the morning to get the last minute details wrapped up for the wedding. At first the Lunas were hesitant to leave her alone, especially Selene. Maybe the Luna, soon to be Alpha, felt responsible for what her deceased husband did, but Lily could never blame her. There may have been a point in time where Lukas was a decent man, and he truly cared about Selene, but that man surrendered himself to a being unheard of. Karmina. Was she that enticing of a character? Should she be worried about the other Alphas succumbing to her? What about Jayce?
When did Lily become so grown up?His little girl was speaking to a group of She-Wolves after their dinner wrapped up. He knew that she was a people pleaser, but this atmosphere that surrounds her now is of something much higher than himself. Even Erica was taking part and she could care less about formal parties, that's just how she was. Yet here they both were, still together after all this time.
He watched his love give and receive the respect of a Luna before his very eyes. His heart swelled up with pride as she talked to the women as if they have been life long friends. Since arriving at his home, she had grown so much. Much more than he had, but he wanted to believe he was still a work in progress and that took getting her trust back and forgiving him."There is one other point of discussion we need to cover while we're all here." He announced, his voice silencing the group. Lily looked at him confused, her green eyes sparkling up at him.
Icould have saved him...The nurse that examined Lily gave her a frown like she could read her mind. Lukas was too far gone to even bother saving, but his Wolf? His Wolf still had a clear conscious. He still served his King to the very end. She just hoped he found the peace he needed to move on."Lily." Damion spoke, but she didn't glance his way. H
"Is Lily my sister?" He asked Derek. The Alpha shut his eyes and for a moment Jayce grew scared and horrified. After finding the picture of a woman that was the spitting image of Lily in his jacket pocket, he had a million questions added on from what he already had. He got lucky to arrive in time when Lukas was about to go in for the kill on Lily. Jayce only saw red after that, tearing Lukas apart until he was barely breathing. Then when he turned his attention on Derek who was already shifted back and injured, Lily had crossed his path, defending him."He saved me." She had said before passing out. Now she lay in a hospital b