Elise’s POV
"And then she defeated the bad men and saved the emperor," mom said.I couldn't get enough of this story. She'd told it to me a million times and everytime I couldn't wait for the next time she told it to me. "Then what happened?"Mom knew that question was coming because I'd asked her the same question every time. This was our little ritual. She would tell me the same story and I'd ask her how it ends. It never failed to make her laugh. I loved seeing my mom laugh. She hardly did that these days with everything going on.She giggled as she answered me. "But El, you know how it ends.""But I want to hear it from you, mom"Mom gave a relenting sigh. She knew better than to argue with me. "She brings honor to her family and is rewarded for her bravery. Won't you let me tell you another story, El?"Snuggling deeper into my blanket, I prepared myself for my impending sleep. "I don't know mom. Do other stories have a girl who saves her emperor and bring honor to her family."Mom laughed. "I guess not." She said as she snuggled closer to me. "Alright baby, it's time for you to go to bed. Your dad will come kiss you goodnight when he gets back, okay?"Dad had been getting home later and later these days. He used to be here with me and mom. I hated that he's wasn't there. "But mom, I'm already in bed and I'll be asleep,when he gets back. Five more minutes? Dad won't mind.""Well, I mind. Now go to bed missy." Mom kissed me on my head and got up to leave. I don't know why but I felt like I was losing something. My breathing fot faster as she walked further and further away from me. I tried to reach for her but my hands would've, I tried to call for her but my voice was barely above a whisper. She turned to smile at me one last time."Mom, please stay!" My voice finally broke out and I jerked awake. I looked around at took in my surroundings. A makeshift tent with a big hole in the side, an awning tied to a tree and propped up with sticks, the sounds and flowing water in the distance.Realisation hit me like a truck. I was here, my reality this never-ending struggle to survive. 10 years later I have never guessed this was were life would lead me. I'd lost everything and I'd never get it back.I cried because I was so sick of it all. The tears sent tremors through my body as I sobbed uncontrollably. My vision blurred from the tears I was shedThen Cyril was at my side. He pulled me into his chest and held me as I cried. I hated feeling like a burden but in this moment I was grateful for his presence.I eventually sobered down enough to pull away from him though it seemed like he wanted to hold me for longer. "The same dream?" He asked.I nodded my head as I sat up trying to regain my composure. I felt so weak in moments like these. After all I'd been through, all the dire straights I'd fought my was out of, all the near death experiences, all it took was a little dream about my mommy to send me spiralling like this.Cyril sat in silence with me as I collected myself. I knew howmhard that was for him because he would normally be asking a bunch of questions trying to fix my problems. Right then, all I needed was silence and he seemed to sense that, thankfully.After a few minutes he broke the silence and I was weirdly anticipating it.He looked like he was struggling to speak which was weird. He lowered his head, not meeting my gaze. "About yesterday. I'm sorry you had to got through that. I'm sorry I wasn't there to protect you."The memories can flooding back. I'd totally forgot. First I was ambushed on my supply run when these two idiot though they could mess with me. Then I met him.How could I have forgotten?Our eyes met and I became him. I lived his life, I knew everything about him. This stranger who was now the love of my life.I hated it so much. It wouldn’t do at all. Why did it have to happen? I was a nomad, never staying too long in one place and then I'd met my mate. The very thought of him brought butterflies to my stomach. It hurt not being with him. I had a burning desire to be by his side.This wouldn't do at all."Elise."I looked at Cyril and he just stared at me. I waited for him to speak but he didn't and I thought he wanted me to say something.I honestly didn't know what to say. It wasn't him fault and I didn't blame him whatsoever but I didn't have the strength to comsole him at that moment."Elise."This time I snapped. "I know its not your fault okay. I'm just processing things right now so just shut up."He had looked at me with so much sadness in his eyes and I knew I messed up. He'd done nothing but care for me and here I was treating hi, like the enemy. "I'm sorry." I said.He nodded. "It's fine, I get it. I'll leave you alone if you jeed some space." I watched him as he walked away disappearing behind a cluster of trees."Elise.""What?!" My head snapped up and I looked around but there was no one there. I knew I wasn't crazy but I could have storm there voice I heard calling my name was right beside me."Elise? Are you there?"Then it hit me. It was my mate. It was Logan.Logan’s POVIt had been a long night of thrashing around on the forest floor. I had woken up after what seemed like an inconceivable amount of time but it was only just a few hours. I knew because it was early enough for Mike to bombard me with calls and texts about going out. ‘Club Equinox is popping tonight where are you the girls here are insanely hot,’ his last text read. I couldn’t be bothered with that. Not after what had happened.Mom had also called a couple times. I remembered why I had gone to the woods in the first place; our fight.Well, she had wanted me to settle down, she’d gotten her wish now. Ironically, my mate was a rogue, a werewolf's pack's natural enemy.I noticed the men on the ground and remembered what had happened. She’d taken them down so expertly that I wondered how she got into the situation in the first place, how they’d managed to ambush her. I thought about stories I’d heard about rogues. There were known to wreak havoc among packs. If she was a typic
Logan’s POVBodies moved in unison to the beat blaring from the speakers above, grinding against the girl I was dancing with. Her hair kept getting in my mouth as she swayed from side to side. Great. I had so much sweat on me, most of which wasn’t mine. Just great. At least I’d numbed my mind with alcohol. I could barely make out the images before me, the thronging bodies a little more than a blur. My head felt as if a construction crew was in it, jackhammering my consciousness away. I felt like I was on autopilot with my body moving on its own accord, almost like I was going through the motions of something I’d done a million times before.I had been there before. I knew exactly how all this would end; with at least one of the girls I’d just so happened to meet at the bar in my bed, have some mediocre sex, and wake up with a diabolical hangover. Why did I do this to myself? Nothing about this was appealing to me but what was the alternative? Be mated, get married, and live a long, u
A couple of minutes later, I was dressed and as I walked down the stairs, my nose was blessed by a savory aroma. Walking into the kitchen, my eyes were greeted by the sight of a delectable feast that almost made me cry.My mom had somehow made a feast out of nothing. When I looked in the fridge, all I saw was a bunch of cold things in packages. I could make a decent sandwich but my mom had made French toast, egg, bacon, hash browns, and other stuff that I couldn’t even identify.I walked over and kissed her on the cheek. “Eat,” she said as she cleaned the pans she’d used.“Don’t mind if I do,” I said as I grabbed a plate and heaped my plate with food. Nothing cures a hangover like a hearty meal and it didn’t get any heartier than this.My mom turned around and looked at me with that same look. This time though there seemed to be worry mixed in. “So,” I started as I stuffed my face, “where are we going?”“Don’t talk with your mouth full.” I rolled my eyes at her words but her dismis
I hurried down the stairs and out of the building. I knew mom would give me an earful if she caught up with me and I didn’t want to deal with all that at the time. I decided I’d walk to my apartment instead of waiting for her. I’d only made it a few blocks when she pulled up beside me and not wanting to cause a scene, I got into her car.“What were you thinking? What is wrong with you?” she asked. Straight to it, I thought.‘Why did you bring me here today?”She was gripping the steering wheel so hard her knuckles were turning white. “All I want is the best for you. Why can’t you see that? I thought if I brought you here today and you saw how happy these people were you’d realize what you were missing out on. You can’t possibly want to live like this forever Logan. It’s no way to live.”Over and over again with this same thing. I was just about sick of it. “I told you how he used to bully me when we were kids, right? I’d tell da and you and you’d tell me he was just playing with me a
Logan’s POVIt had been a long night of thrashing around on the forest floor. I had woken up after what seemed like an inconceivable amount of time but it was only just a few hours. I knew because it was early enough for Mike to bombard me with calls and texts about going out. ‘Club Equinox is popping tonight where are you the girls here are insanely hot,’ his last text read. I couldn’t be bothered with that. Not after what had happened.Mom had also called a couple times. I remembered why I had gone to the woods in the first place; our fight.Well, she had wanted me to settle down, she’d gotten her wish now. Ironically, my mate was a rogue, a werewolf's pack's natural enemy.I noticed the men on the ground and remembered what had happened. She’d taken them down so expertly that I wondered how she got into the situation in the first place, how they’d managed to ambush her. I thought about stories I’d heard about rogues. There were known to wreak havoc among packs. If she was a typic
Elise’s POV"And then she defeated the bad men and saved the emperor," mom said.I couldn't get enough of this story. She'd told it to me a million times and everytime I couldn't wait for the next time she told it to me. "Then what happened?"Mom knew that question was coming because I'd asked her the same question every time. This was our little ritual. She would tell me the same story and I'd ask her how it ends. It never failed to make her laugh. I loved seeing my mom laugh. She hardly did that these days with everything going on.She giggled as she answered me. "But El, you know how it ends.""But I want to hear it from you, mom"Mom gave a relenting sigh. She knew better than to argue with me. "She brings honor to her family and is rewarded for her bravery. Won't you let me tell you another story, El?"Snuggling deeper into my blanket, I prepared myself for my impending sleep. "I don't know mom. Do other stories have a girl who saves her emperor and bring honor to her family."Mo
I hurried down the stairs and out of the building. I knew mom would give me an earful if she caught up with me and I didn’t want to deal with all that at the time. I decided I’d walk to my apartment instead of waiting for her. I’d only made it a few blocks when she pulled up beside me and not wanting to cause a scene, I got into her car.“What were you thinking? What is wrong with you?” she asked. Straight to it, I thought.‘Why did you bring me here today?”She was gripping the steering wheel so hard her knuckles were turning white. “All I want is the best for you. Why can’t you see that? I thought if I brought you here today and you saw how happy these people were you’d realize what you were missing out on. You can’t possibly want to live like this forever Logan. It’s no way to live.”Over and over again with this same thing. I was just about sick of it. “I told you how he used to bully me when we were kids, right? I’d tell da and you and you’d tell me he was just playing with me a
A couple of minutes later, I was dressed and as I walked down the stairs, my nose was blessed by a savory aroma. Walking into the kitchen, my eyes were greeted by the sight of a delectable feast that almost made me cry.My mom had somehow made a feast out of nothing. When I looked in the fridge, all I saw was a bunch of cold things in packages. I could make a decent sandwich but my mom had made French toast, egg, bacon, hash browns, and other stuff that I couldn’t even identify.I walked over and kissed her on the cheek. “Eat,” she said as she cleaned the pans she’d used.“Don’t mind if I do,” I said as I grabbed a plate and heaped my plate with food. Nothing cures a hangover like a hearty meal and it didn’t get any heartier than this.My mom turned around and looked at me with that same look. This time though there seemed to be worry mixed in. “So,” I started as I stuffed my face, “where are we going?”“Don’t talk with your mouth full.” I rolled my eyes at her words but her dismis
Logan’s POVBodies moved in unison to the beat blaring from the speakers above, grinding against the girl I was dancing with. Her hair kept getting in my mouth as she swayed from side to side. Great. I had so much sweat on me, most of which wasn’t mine. Just great. At least I’d numbed my mind with alcohol. I could barely make out the images before me, the thronging bodies a little more than a blur. My head felt as if a construction crew was in it, jackhammering my consciousness away. I felt like I was on autopilot with my body moving on its own accord, almost like I was going through the motions of something I’d done a million times before.I had been there before. I knew exactly how all this would end; with at least one of the girls I’d just so happened to meet at the bar in my bed, have some mediocre sex, and wake up with a diabolical hangover. Why did I do this to myself? Nothing about this was appealing to me but what was the alternative? Be mated, get married, and live a long, u