Oh my goodness. This woman.“Anyway, I made sure that wouldn’t happen tonight.” She had a knowing smile on her face.I didn’t even want to think about what she could have done.“But I’m serious,” she pointed at Tristan. “Take care of this one. I like her better than the other one.”Other one?I looked at Tristan and the boy actually looked away from me.Oh now I was mad again.Peter scratched the back of his head awkwardly. And Micheal just coughed.Nana Francesca seemed oblivious to the problem she had made and sauntered over to Peter to give him an kiss on the cheek.“My favourite godson.” She announced.He gave a dimpled smile. “I’m your only godson, Nana.” “And for good reason too.” She smiled a genuine smile.Huh, looks like she has a soft spot for someone.“I saw that fiancée of yours earlier.” She added.Oh... May was his fiancée.Now it made sense.I couldn’t help but actually think about what a good couple they made.I mean they didn’t show it at all during training or I gue
“Wow! My own girlfriend doesn’t trust me!” I fought the urge to roll my eyes at Roman. He sat across me, being a little drama queen. “Well so far you haven’t given me a reason to.” I shot back. “I’m your boyfriend!” He yelled. “That really doesn’t count right now!” He placed his hand on his chest and let out a long gasp. “Oh my - will you two stop it? It’s just a game!” Kat snapped from where she sat beside me. This time all three of us let out long dramatic gasps. We were seated at a booth in Chris’ mother’s bakery playing a card game that Chris had introduced to It was called ‘the Resistance’. It was basically a strategy based game where you had to identify who the spy was in the game. And so far, my money was on my dearest boyfriend. Roman and I had been hooked from the beginning but Kat honestly just thought the game was a waste of time. We didn’t care, we made her play anyway. “Someone here is trying to jeopardise this mission and I shall make it my life’s work t
I quickly got dressed in the clothes Bridget had brought. Perfect size, huh, May must have a talent.Bridget wasn’t in the room when I re-emerged. As I stood there, I had time to realize just how odd this felt.Being in the alpha’s manor, in Tristan’s room, using his bathroom so freely, sleeping in his bed...I didn’t even feel that weird about it because come to think of it, Tristan had been a part of me for almost four years.I might have rejected him but the bond still existed.We might have avoided each other like the plague but we still had been very conscious of eachother’s existence.Just knowing that someone is always around, someone who’s supposed to be that special to youcreates a relationship no matter how strange or non intimate.I made my way out of the room. A couple of maids who had been standing in the hallway talkinghastily bowed before scurrying away.I frowned, what was that about?Retracing my steps as best as I could, I started heading back to where I knew the k
May was driving again. I sat in the back of the SUV while Bridgette took the passenger seat. The ride was pretty quiet. May had greeted me and asked how my night had gone but after that, she had remained silent. She didn't seem to be in good spirits and I honestly didn't want to ask because it wasn't my place. Also, she looked as exhausted as Bridgette did and if Bridgette was right, it was my fault. I honestly didn't mind the silence, it gave me time to think. Not about the craziness of becoming the new luna of the Silvercrest pack. No. Somthing way scarier. How I was going to tell Uncle Victor and Aunt Sarah that I had been keeping all this from them.They would definitely freak when they found out I had spent the night at a man's house. Even if he was their alpha. The car stopped and I noticed that we had stopped right in the middle of town outside the alpha's offices. Next thing I knew the back door was opening and Tristan came into view. Or rather, his back. "Tell h
It was awkward.I mean, I expected it to be awkward but I hadn't really grasped just how awkward it would be. We sat at the dining table.I sat beside Tristan directly opposite Aunt Sarah and Uncle Victor.Aunt Sarah kept fussing with the place mats on the table and kept rearranging and arranging theflowers in the vase before her.Uncle Victor sat very still and was very quiet as he studied Tristan too intently. Bridgette and May stood at attention behind us as if they were bodyguards.I really wished that they would sit down because I could just imagine Bridgette staring daggers intothe back of my head, silently blaming me for this. It made me more nervous than I already was."So..." I begun, deciding to break the ice.I stopped, realising I actually didn't know what to say.I looked at Tristan but he just stayed silent instead of helping me.Sure I had told him I would do all the talking but since when did he actually get good at listening tome?I looked back at Uncle Victor an
"He isn't forcing me. I want this too." I told uncle Victor.I don't know why I didn't just tell them the truth, I guess I just didn't want to get into all that."If that was true, you wouldn't have rejected him in the first place." Uncle Victor rose his voice.Aunt Sarah saw that things were getting out of control. She rose and placed her hand on UncleVictor's chest. "Okay, Victor, why don't we just calm down." She urged him nervously."Yes, Mr Benson, we wouldn't want any problems." Bridgette's voice was low and threatening.I looked at Tristan. He needed to control his beta. As much as I was scared of her, I couldn't standhere and let her threaten my uncle."But we do have a problem here. The alpha of the Silvercrest pack abusing his power to claim mylittle girl!"Tristan glared at uncle Victor.I wanted to stop him before he said anything."Uncle Victor, that's not what's happening here. Let me explain." My head swam for excuses that Icouldn't seem to grasp."Crystal, don't li
I stumbled through the woods. 'Don't be mad.' They told me. 'These things are normal.' 'She'll come back for you." 'She loves you." Lies! All lies! They were all lying, pretending to care. Acting like this was what it would take to protect me. But who were they really protecting other than themselves? They were protecting themselves from having to tell me the truth. Which was simply, my parents ditched me here because they didn't want me. It wasn't exactly the easiest thing to tell a fourteen year old girl. So they lied and made empty promises about my mother coming back for me. Is it weird that somehow I had known? Not that she would desert me but that she would never look at me the same? The day I had fainted in PE and they had to call my mother. How I had to miss a whole two weeks of school a freaking animal's tail had emerged from no where. The constant fevers and bursts of energy. The splitting headaches that my mother would later sit me down about and explain
I was frozen in my spot, clutching Kat's arm."That's right." She grinned in satisfaction not seeming as mortified by the attention as I was.Just then, I noticed Joshua Melrose walking towards us, a crutch in his left hand. He winced withevery step and he honestly didn't look too stable. Micheal walked besides him, flinching with every step as if he felt his brother's pain too.They stopped in front of us."Could you be any louder, Katherine?" Joshua asked with a roll of his eyes and a scowl on his facewhich I had honestly gotten way too used to seeing. Seeing Joshua Melrose with a different facialexpression would probably confuse me more.Katherine folded her arms and looked at Joshua from head to toe."And could you be anymore gloomy, squid ward? We get it, you took a beating."I cringed. Oh Katherine...Michael snorted out a laugh.Joshua gave him a death glare.Michael shrugged. "Hey, it was a good one.""Then what does that make you? Spongebob?" Joshua shot back.Michael beam