it's nice to have Chris here. The last month has been all training, near-death experiences, uncovering family secrets and casting spells with a witch. It's nice to be back in the world where normality still exists. Although he seemed troubled at first, he seems fine now. Sometimes I feel like I can never get him off my back, no matter what I say to him. I guess it's one of those things with old friends. Nothing is surprising anymore, no matter how supernatural it's.He offered me a cigarette and I pressed it between my lips and lit it. I took my time exhaling the smoke and looked up at the sky, which was covered with all the shades of sunset. I looked at the square in front of the house. "This would have been a nice garden in the old days, huh?" I said, trying to imagine what it would have looked like when Mum was growing up here."I think if we remove the bushes and redesign the landscape it can still be very nice," he said."Hey, Chris?""Yeah?""I'm sorry I worried you.""Don't be
"Thanks for helping with the cleaning, Chris. And even more for coming into the forest for us.""It's the least I can do," he told me."Which room can I take?" Tia asked me at the dining table."How about the room next to the library on the first floor? That used to be my room when I was your age. You'd like it." I told her."Really? Thanks," she said gleefully."I'll sleep in the room next to yours and you can come to me if you're scared," I assured her, knowing how anxious these changes must make her."Is it okay if Lisa and I take the room next to the kitchen?" Marc asked me, looking at Chris. I saw the colour drain from Chris' face. Obviously Lisa hadn't had time to tell him about Marc and her.I noticed Lisa gave an annoyed look and the colours disappeared from Chris' face. Marc looked at me hopefully for an answer. This was an awkward moment. "Sure, if you both agree." I said and tried to end the conversation."Marc, can I talk to you for a minute?" Lisa asked."Sure." said Marc
I followed Marc into the garden. "What do you think you were trying to do?""I thought since we were together, you'd like to be with me?""You know how I feel about you, but was it necessary to rub it in my boyfriend's face? I wanted to tell him alone." I said angrily."That wasn't my intention. But I want to be with you. You have no idea what it's like not to be with you at night," he said almost pleadingly.I'm starting to get angry now. "I understand that. But there is a time for everything.""Why are you so worried about him? He's just a friend, isn't he? It's only fair that he knows you belong to me.""Belong to you?" Now I cried out. "Yes, I've very strong feelings for you and this bond only makes them more intense, but I'm not property, Marc.""I didn't mean it that way. You don't know what it's like to be a werewolf. We're loyalists. You own me, why don't you understand that?" he raised his voice."A loyalist? That's what a married man says." I bit my tongue as the words came
Lisa barely spoke to me for the rest of the evening. Tia has already retired for the night, and Veronica is speaking to Lisa about something. My mind drifts to the thoughts of Lisa and Chris cleaning that evening. Of course, I trust her. But I know very well the look in Chris’s eyes. He clearly has feelings for Lisa, and that thought is making me restless. I pour myself some scotch and retire to the bedroom.I heard Lisa come in after a while. She examined the room for a while, and I noticed her eyes trace their way from my face to my chest. I was standing by the window and had a few buttons on my shirt undone. The look in her eyes changed from anger to desire."I am supposed to be mad at you, you know?" "Are these feelings just because of the mate bond then?" she asked me."No. The mate bond only amplifies the emotion you feel for your partner, but it can’t give rise to feelings that aren’t already there." I explained.She came and stood beside me by the window. I wrapped my arm arou
Although I am relieved that Marc and I were able to work things out, I find Marc's persistent jealousy to be annoying. He seems to become enraged every time I mention Chris, whether it be at the dance at his wedding, our meeting in his office, or now. It strikes me as juvenile. The warmth of the hand felt amazing against the cold water that was dripping down my skin. I felt a hand glide up on my back. We have already found an agreement to our argument tonight, so I'm not really angry with him, but for some reason I'm restless right now. I need him to continue because I'm feeling hungry inside, but tonight in particular, I'm more tense than ever."Are you okay?" Marc questions me.I lied and said, "Yes," not understanding what had made me get frustrated. I feel as though something or someone is missing. As Marc chews on my mating mark, I experience an intense tug. He gives it a quick kiss before sucking on it and lightly biting the corners. My thigh muscles tense, and I can feel my
I spent a very long time staring at my screen before deciding to text her. I was enraged that I couldn't reach her for weeks and then when I did, she was in danger of dying. I could not bear to witness her suffering. I tried to keep her safe for many years. She had gotten herself into a pickle, and I had been ignorant of it, which was aggravating.Marc. My mind was whirling around that name wildly. He had never looked at Lisa in a way I liked. Even during his wedding, the idiot kept staring at her. He came right after us to the dance floor when I ordered her to get up and move. It was clear that he had the wrong intentions for her. They were together at this point. When did Lisa first feel something for him?I stayed away while she finished her PhD thesis since I didn't want to interfere with her research. I thought that I would finally be able to convey to her how I felt for her—how I had felt for her all these years—now that she had her ideal job and we could work together.I roll
I woke up a little earlier than Lisa and observed how peacefully she slept. She’s got a face with a view. It’s lovely to look at. How I wish we had met under different circumstances, in a different world."Morning," she purred, still sleepy."Go back to sleep," I tell her. "It’s still dark "But we have to start training." She said she was trying to find her determination to leave the comfort of the bed.I moved closer to her and kissed her on the forehead. "How are you feeling now?""I am better." She asserted. "I don't know what got to me last evening. But I am fine now.""Alright then, let’s freshen up and get you battle-ready."Veronica was already up and fidgeting with the coffee maker."Mom?" Veronica looked at Lisa and smiled. "I’ve been trying to get this damn machine to work, but it just won’t budge.""Let me take a look at that." I jumped in."Alright. I will leave you to it. Lisa, why don’t you train with me today? I’ll get changed. Meet me in the garden in five minutes."
Everything Lisa said to me yesterday is still registering in my mind. She isn't really what we'd call a human, but that doesn't concern me in the least. Knowing that she was honest with me and did not withhold any information makes me feel at ease. I'm taking it easy this morning because I don't have to report to work today. I get into the shower after taking off my clothing. Right now, she is the only thought that I can hear around me.I have to control the ache of wanting to be with her as I feel myself getting hard against the water. She is currently with someone else. I repeat it out in an effort to force myself to accept the truth. My cock stiffens as I continue to think about her. I find myself banging my palm on the wall and come out of the bathroom with a rock-solid erection. Despite the fact that I know she doesn't want me, I can't bring myself to feel any relief when I think about her. I owe it to her as a friend to be there for her. My thoughts keep going back to all the ti