JUSTINIt's been two weeks since Astrid fell into a coma and there's been no improvement. Although, as I had earlier resolved, I had stayed at the hospital all through, it was taking a toll on me. For the duration I had been in the hospital, I hadn't been to school and word had gone out in school about Astrid being my wife. Jonah came by regularly to fill me in on everything everyone was saying but I didn't care. I couldn't be bothered with that, not now that Astrid's life was on the line and I didn't know when she would wake. I told Jonah to shut them up since I didn't owe anyone any explanations. Despite being the Alpha, I wasn't allowed to see Astrid. Even when I tried to use the title card, I was strongly told off and even the doctor insisted that I shouldn't be allowed to see her. It made me recall the conversation I had with her parents two weeks ago. TWO WEEKS AGOI came back into the ward after I spoke to Jonah to see her parents by her side. They turned to see who came in
ASTRIDKrisI saw Kris again. I wanted to stay with her in the dream I knew I was having. It was better to be here with her than to go back to reality where everyone hated me. I could at least stay here with someone whom I know loved me. “You have to go back, Astrid.”Kris's mouth was moving but the words dropped into my mind. I couldn't hear her but she spoke to me in my thought. “No, Kris. Let me stay here with you.”She shook her head and smiled at me. “You can't. You have to live your life well, Tri. You have so much to look forward to.”Her use of her nickname for me made me cry and I screamed at her. “I don't want to go back. Everyone hates me, Kris. I want to stay here with you, forever.”“That's where you're wrong, love. There's someone who loves you so much and he cried because he thought he lost you. You have to go back, for him.” I am now awake and her words keep ringing in my ears. There was no way that was true. It had to be her way of trying to make me feel better an
JUSTINEven if she wanted to, there was no way I was going to let her leave me. I tucked her into bed and I knew she was on the brink of saying something, the very thing I dreaded having a conversation on. And I did try to avoid anything that would bring up the divorce again. I couldn't tell her why I didn't want the divorce anymore and there was no way I could tell her about my feelings just yet.I needed to be sure if what I was feeling wasn't just pity or guilt over the fact that her getting hurt was my fault. These feelings were new and totally foreign. What I had with Audrey was something similar. I figured telling Astrid about my feelings only to find out they weren't true later would be awkward. I sat down on the chair next to my bed and reached out to Jonah through my mind. Astrid was resting at the moment and that made it the best time to plan out the trial. As much as I wanted to be there through the “Have everyone know about the mandatory meeting and trial. The sooner Ast
ASTRID My mind screamed at me, telling me just how wrong this was, but I shut the words out. It was wrong, yet, I couldn't stop. It felt so good. I wondered if this was something I could allow myself to indulge in and enjoy even if it was once. I have the right to enjoy my husband, right? I asked myself and I knew what my answer was, which was exactly why I had said no in my mind when he asked me to stop him. I made sure I didn't say it out loud and he couldn't tell from my expression but my silence was more than enough for him because he kissed me again. This time, he picked me up from the floor and on their own accord, my legs wrapped around his waist, locking me tighter against him. He paused again. “Tell me to stop before you regret this because I know I won't.” He looked at me, as if searching my eyes for the answer.Would I regret this? Is this a good idea? I had several questions running through my mind and I knew I was supposed to run from the bond we had and not strength
JUSTINThis just changed everything. How was this possible? In a flash, I saw everything and I finally made sense of a lot of things. I felt a connection greater than anything I've never felt with anyone, nor even with Audrey but maybe that had to do with the fact that Audrey was never my mate, Astrid was. Astrid is my mate. The thought kept ringing in my head over and over. But how was that possible? How had I not known all these while?I recalled the conversation I had with my father concerning the mate bond. I told him about the disappointment I had felt when I didn't feel overwhelmed by the fact that I had my mate but I loved her, Audrey. With Astrid, however, it felt right. Overwhelmingly right. I felt everything my father had explained I would feel and even more. It felt like it was always meant to be this way. I could only imagine just how much Astrid had suffered every time I made love to Audrey. The mate bond would have ensured she felt everything. Why hadn't she said som
ASTRIDSo, what if everyone now knew the truth? I was mad at myself for being so stupid, enough to let my lust get the best of me. How could I have forgotten about the fact that once mated, mates would be able to read through memories, all of it. Stupid. Stupid. I'm so stupid. It wasn't entirely my fault though. Justin was wrong to have gone through my memories like that. Especially since I didn't know how to block him out yet. I directed my anger at him, using that to propel me. I would be able to function better if I blamed him for this and not myself. “I'm done with him. At least right now.” I whispered to myself as I walked away from them. I knew Justin wouldn't let go of me that easily but I wasn't going to give up. I would find every means possible to get divorced to him. I halted, having an idea. The perfect person to make sure that would happen had to be his mother. I knew she would find a way to get him to sign the divorce papers without him knowing what he was signing a
JUSTINIt didn't matter to me that she hated me. I knew she would heal eventually but she just needed time, something I had more than enough to give. I kept my distance from her all morning. It was torture not to be with her as I wanted but it had to be done. I knew her well enough to know that she would get spooked if I pressed on too hard and if she hated me now, I shudder to think what she would think of me if I pressured her. During her first place, I checked on her through the door and saw her deep in a conversation with a male wolf I didn't recognize. A frown marred my forehead, pissed that someone was already capturing her attention when that was what I was till working on. If looks could kill, I'm sure the boy next to her would have been dead and buried but before I could act on my feelings, I heard Jonah's voice behind me. “You're a professional stalker now?” He was directly behind me and could see that I had been watching her. I rolled my eyes even though I knew he could
ASTRIDEven though I had been wary of his smile from the onset, Hunter turned out to be a nice person. Although the teacher had been saying something, he managed to talk to me throughout the lesson. “I'm Hunter. What's your name, stranger?” He asked. His voice was extremely nice and I found myself smiling back at him. He seemed like someone I would love to have as a friend. “Astrid.” I answered, simply. I wasn't sure what to after that but he had no problems with continuing the conversation. “I'm sorry I bumped into you earlier.” I shook my head immediately. “No, I bumped into you, I think. I wasn't watching where I was going to. So, it's not your fault.” I told him, feeling a sense to explain though I knew he was the one who actually bumped into me. “I think not. I did. So, I'm sorry.” I smiled at his insistence. “It's alright. You already apologized earlier.” I said and tried to turn back to the topic being taught. A few minutes later, he spoke again. “So, Astrid. Are all cl