Jake has been here every day for the past week and I have been doing my very best to avoid him. It’s hard and I hate to say that I have not succeeded.
At first I would leave the counter when I see him but he would wait outside until I finish my shift and I’m heading home so he can ask me out on a date.
His persistence is actually cute and honestly if he wasn’t a Beta I could see myself going out with him but I am avoiding the werewolf world at all costs right now. The only thing that can take me back there would be to find my mate and as long as I stay here in this human town that chance is pretty much nonexistent.
As usual he walked in by 2: 15 pm and I watched him as he picked up the same things he always does: eggs, milk, sugar, flour, cheese, bacon and watermelons. I already know his list by heart and he never misses a single thing any day and sometimes I wonder if he eats the same thing every day;
I was already dreading the date from the moment I woke up. I went about my day with my thoughts running around in my head. In fact, I was so in my own head that customers actually noticed and Greg had to give me a ten minute break to (and I quote) “Get my head back into the game”.“Are you alright today dear?” Mrs. Wiggins asked snapping me out of my thoughts and I quickly nodded and gave her a small smile, “You’ve just been so out of it today; I’ve been watching you since I walked in.” “It’s okay Mrs. Wiggins; I’m fine.” I said, “I’m just thinking.”“Are you sure?” she asked again and I nodded, “If you’re feeling a bit under the weather then I’m sure Greg will be more than happy to give you the rest of the day off.”
True to his words Jake has never bothered me for a date or anything romantic and he doesn’t come to the store every day anymore; he comes once a week- Tuesday to be exact. And although I didn’t ask why’ he offered up the information himself; he has to go back home every week because his “friend” needs him.I knew he couldn’t stay away from his pack for too long. In fact I wonder why his Alpha let him stay away this long in the first place. Father would have never allowed it.I pushed all thoughts of Jake out of my mind and focused on getting ready for the day but something didn’t feel right. I paused what I was doing to think about it then I realized- Greg wasn’t yelling at me to hurry up.“Greg,” I yelled as I poked my head out of the door, “Is everything okay?”Everywhere was quiet for a second and I was about to go looking for
I told him everything that happened and he just sat in his chair staring at me with an unreadable expression on his face.“I am so sorry.” I said when he didn’t say anything after a few seconds, “I totally forgot about the potion because you said that we weren’t going to the store today. I just assumed that I wasn’t going to leave the house at all.” I continued, “And I’m not trying to say it’s your fault in any way I was just careless and I’m sorry.”He still didn’t say anything and in all honesty I would take anything- even him yelling at me- to his silence. It’s a lot scarier as he’s quiet because I have no idea what is going on in his head.“So he knows you’re a werewolf.” He said and I nodded, “What did you do when he found out?” &ldquo
“What talk?” I asked, “I didn’t talk to anyone.” “Have you ever been told that you are a very shitty liar.” He said and I rolled my eyes. “You should stop trying because it’s funny trying to watch you lie when you obviously can’t.”“That is not true.” I said, “I would have you know that I am a very convincing liar.” “Of course you are.” He began, “Rule number 1 sweetheart; never play denial as a first tactic especially when you’re a horrible liar; everyone expects it and it’s so painfully obvious that it’s sad.”“I am a good liar.” “Whatever floats your boat sweetheart.” He said with a smile, “We all
Greg was right- as much as it pains me to admit it- I didn’t see Jake until shortly after noon when he came in to buy a few things. As soon as he walked in Greg caught my eye and shot me an ‘I told you so’ look and so conveniently made his way to the back leaving me to handle Jake on my own.“Hey,’ he said and I mumbled a greeting of my own back. “Look I’m not here to cause any trouble for you.” “Thank you.”“That said, I still need to understand why you’re here and not with a pack,” he said, “You’re not a rogue; you don’t have their scent.” “You caught my scent for what- five seconds- and suddenly you’re an expert?” I asked and he gave me a sour smile.“I onl
Jake never let me live that kiss down. He gloated about it for almost a full week after and he brought it up again a month later when he asked me out and I said yes. According to him one of the main reasons I said yes is because he’s a phenomenal kisser. I told him he was an okay kisser and he proceeded to show me otherwise.Greg wasn’t the biggest fan of me dating him because according to him someone was going to end up heartbroken and it was most likely going to be Jake because I won’t be able to be the Beta female he wants me to be and there was also the looming possibility of us finding our mates or Jake finding out why I’m really here and on the run.I actually tried to tell that to Jake (well not everything- just the part about me not being able to move to his pack with him our mates) but he promised that he was never going to try to put me into a box. He also said that we would end whatever we had when we found
I didn’t come out of the back until the end of the day and I was so on edge while we were driving home that I kept my head down through the entire ride and kept all my windows shut just in case. “You need to get out of the house Charlie,” Greg said as I sat across him in the living room, “You can’t stay locked in here forever.” “What if they’re here for me?” I asked, “If they see me then it’s game over. I’m going to get punished for running away and I will be forced to marry your father. My life would be over and everything would be in vain.”“I think you can get your point across without calling him my father,” he said giving me a pointed look. “I’m sorry; I’
My first thought was to refuse but he shot me a look that made me go quiet instantly.“I know you’re going to refuse,” he began, “But the only other option is leaving you here to chance and I can’t do that to you. I won’t leave you to the mercy of that bastard.” “So what are you going to do?” I asked “Are you going to hide me away and lie to your Alpha about me? He will kill you when he finds out.”“I don’t lie to Logan ever.” He said, “He’s a good guy and I know he won’t turn you down.” “He might be a good guy but do you really think he’s going to risk a war with another pack because of a girl who isn’t even your mate?”“I understand your
CHARLOTTE’S P.O.V Adamaris and the council were able to break the bond between me and Esmeralda before finally executing her and destroying the talisman. We held Samantha’s burial the next day. It felt wrong to hold it until after Esmeralda was dead. It was so difficult for me to stand next to her body and act like it wasn’t my fault she was dead. Logan assured me no one felt that way, but I felt that way. What made it a lot harder was having to explain to Amelia that her mum was going away. She wasn’t even two yet, she didn’t understand the concept of death, and she just stayed in my arms and kept on screaming the word ‘mummy’ over and over again. Logan tried to take her away from me but she refused to let anyone else hold her. Amelia’s things were moved into our house the day after the funeral. She was a frolicky baby with a terrible sleep schedule. I attributed that to the fact that she missed her mum. Considering each time she woke up, she would ask for her mother. A lot of pe
THIRD PERSON’S P.O.VCharlotte was mingling with the guests with a smile on her face. She had the part of being Luna down to a pat, she was sweet, respectful and paid attention to every little detail.Logan stayed behind her to give her space to talk to the people, but also close enough that he always had her in his sight. He was on edge and for good reason too; they hadn’t heard from the witch in a few days and that probably meant she was waiting for a good time to strike.A little girl walked up to Charlotte and softly tugged at the hem of her hoodie. Charlotte turned her attention to the girl with a smile on her face. She crouched down so she was at eye level with her.“Can I help you?” she asked and the girl nodded. “I was wondering how it feels to be pregnant.” Charlotte was taken aback by the question.“I don’t know; I’ll let you know when I am pregnant.”She started to rise but the girl held onto her arm with a grip that seemed too strong for a girl who looked no older
The next twenty four hours after Adamaris got rid of the brand were entirely uneventful. I guess that should have been my clue that it was the calm before the storm.The day actually started out like any normal day. I woke up with Logan bringing me breakfast in bed, then I lay back while he ran his fingers in circles on my baby bump. I looked up at him and he gave me a small smile but his fingers never slowed.“Are we going to stay here all day?” I asked and he raised a brow. “Shouldn’t you be happy that you have a day off from all the drama?”“I am happy,” I admitted, “I was just curious as to why we haven’t moved yet.” “We don’t have anywhere to go for now,” he explained, “Do you remember the changes you approved for the school music department?” I nodded, “Well they’ve been implemented and today is the grand unveiling.”“I totally forgot about that.” “I told them to go ahead with it while you were,” he trailed off, “While you were gone.”He seemed to close off
CHARLOTTE’S P.O.VWe all sat in silence while Greg sketched. Logan made tea for me while we waited. Adamaris muttered something about how chivalry is dead since Logan didn’t make one for her too. This led Logan to mutter about how witches should get their own mates to do things for them.They kept on trading back and forth quips between themselves until Greg muttered something about how he was close to stabbing his ears with his pencil. I giggled and they both shot me looks as if I had betrayed them.A little over half an hour later, Greg was done with the sketch and when I saw it, I was taken aback by how life like it looked. He got every single feature of her perfectly, from the slight crookedness of her nose to the fullness of her lips and even down to the meanness of her smirk.After staring at it for a while, I passed it on to Adamaris. She took one look at it and cursed.“Do you know her?” I asked and she nodded. “She used to be in my coven,” she said slowly as she fold
CHARLOTTE’S P.O.VI woke up to Adamaris sitting on a chair cross legged and looking bored out of her mind. She had cleared up the circle of salt and moved Kaden and Aubrey to a more comfortable lying position.Logan and Evan were still knocked out on the floor in the same position and I stifled a smile. Leave it to Adamaris to let the men suffer. Aubrey and Kaden began to stir; Kaden stirred first and as if she heard him, Aubrey moved too.Aubrey sat up first and cradled her head in her hands for a few seconds. It wasn’t until she heard Kaden’s whimper that her head snapped up and she rushed to him.He buried his face into her chest while she whispered a few words in his ears, too low for even my werewolf hearing to pick up on. Kaden just nodded and gave his mum a smile.Kaden looked up and saw me and he gave me a small smile. “Hey Charlie, I’m sorry I fell asleep.” I felt my lips curl up at the sides. He turned to Adamaris and gave her a confused look, “Hello, who are you?”“That’s n
CHARLOTTE’S P.O.VIt was Logan who snapped out of his reverie and realized that we still needed to find Adamaris a place to sleep. Thankfully, she has her house (I still don’t understand what the hell she means by that). She said that all she needs is a large expanse of land, preferably in the woods.Logan wanted me to stay home but I’m not going to let him go alone, especially since everyone is in this mess because of me. Reluctantly, he handed me one of his big, warm hoodies and I pulled it over my head.I sat in front with Logan while Adamaris and Celeste sat at the back. The drive was tense and quiet; Logan had one hand on my leg to keep me grounded because my thoughts were going haywire.Adamaris was lost in thought, her eyes were kept fixed on the window. Celeste was staring at me, not in a creepy way, but in a way that kept me alert. Occasionally, her eyes would move from my face to Logan’s hand on my thigh and back.I caught her eye through the mirror and she gave me a smile t
Logan and I decided to make dinner together. It’s been a while since I baked anything and I was itching to get into the kitchen.It was extremely fun, especially because he kept sticking his finger into the batter for the brownies and he would always pull away before I can whack him with the spatula.When we were done, we went to our room and he sat up against the headboard while I leaned against his chest as he fed me brownies.“Were you able to get in touch with Aubrey?” I asked and he nodded. “I spoke to Evan and they’ll be here tomorrow with their son.”“He agreed to that,” I was shocked that he did, if anything, I expected Evan to put up a fight about letting their son into anther territory. “He didn’t want to at first, believe me.” he scoffed, “But then he realized that it was for his benefit, not mine. He finally agreed on the condition that he comes with guards.”“He’s a bit over protective; we would never hurt him or his son.” “I think he’s the right amount
I sat up in alarm, “What do you mean she’s here?”“She got into my head,” his face was a calm mask but I could see the annoyance swirling in his eyes from being interrupted, “She wanted to give us time to be presentable; something about not wanting to see another wolf naked.” “For good reason too,” Adamaris strutted into the room, “I’ve been scarred enough for one lifetime.”She was wearing a black long sleeved bodysuit with skinny jeans and a huge brown jacket over it. She paired it with black high heeled boots. Her lips were painted a dark red color and her eyes were hidden behind dark shades.When she took them off, I could see deep bags under her eyes.“You don’t look good,” I began, “Is everything okay?” “That’s what happens when you’re bonded to someone who can’t seem to stay out of trouble.” Her tone was cold and sharp. “I was booted out of your head during a game with my daughter this morning; what was that about?”“I don’t know,” I looked to Logan for support, and
There was a sharp pounding in my skull and a soft hand caressing my curls in steady strokes. I let out a small groan as I forced my eyes open.Logan was leaning over me with a soft expression on his face. His hand in my hair stilled as I stared at him. His expression alternated between anger, fierce protectiveness and worry.I took in my surroundings and realized I was in our room- well, what used to be our room anyways. The chairs were turned over and I can see glass shards at the door of the bathroom. Wood splinters were sticking out of the door and the curtains had been ripped off and somehow replaced.Logan had the decency to look a little sheepish, “I’ll fix the room; I promise.”“It’s okay,” I murmured with a wonky smile but he didn’t return it, “Hey, what’s wrong?”I tried to sit up but he stopped me, “Don’t; stay down.”“I’m fine, Logan.” I told him as I sat up. His face showed that he didn’t agree with me. “What happened?” “You blacked out,” he muttered, “I heard you and