" Love!" A deep voice jolts me out of my thoughts, and I turn around to see Luis. He was my best friend in the pack. " Hey, you!" I smiled at him, and he pulled me into an embrace. I hugged him back before pulling away. Luis grew up good-looking with soft curls, mesmerizing eyes, sharp features, an
EllisI was losing my mind. I felt like I couldn't breathe. I was in Love's room, and all her clothes were gone. When she wasn't answering my phone, I thought she was avoiding me, so I gave her space. I didn't know she had left my pack. She left me without as much as a note. I collapsed against the
LoveThe next day, I woke up early to jog. Luis told me we should go together, so I met him outside my house. " Good morning," he greeted me with a smile. " Good morning," I said, and we started jogging. We jogged and only stopped when we reached the docks. It had become a routine every morning. I
DavidShe was pregnant. She was fucking pregnant with Ellis Carter. I scrutinized the beauty lying in bed. Love Jane Chasia is a woman to behold. She was deadly gorgeous and had an aura that made her irresistible. How could Ellis Carter leave her? What a fool. I sat on the edge of her bed, stroking
" Abortion is an option these days-" " No!" I shouted. The only words that replayed in my head were abortion. I shook my head fiercely. I didn't want to kill my baby. It was mine... And Ellis' love was growing in me. " Very well then, I will give you some medication suitable to drink during this p
After ten tequila shots and three white Russians, I turned and observed the scenery before me. The music is loud, and the room is starting to spin. My alcohol tolerance was low. I didn't want to go out, but Luis dragged me out of the house. He said I needed to get laid. I snapped out of my thoughts
I smiled at him and let out a long sigh. " What are you smiling about? You lost the bet," he grumbled. He wanted me to go out more, so he betted me to get laid.We stayed up, chatting a bit longer, before I went upstairs to my babies' room. They had separate rooms, but they loved sharing a bed. May
Ellis. Five years later, guilt still washed over me for what I did. Love left her friends, packs, and family because of me. To get away from me, I hurt her. She left everything she knew to get away from me. I regret hurting her as I did. I tried to contact her to no avail. I often wondered how sh