HAZELAs soon as we get back to the house, Ramon and I go our separate ways. I head straight upstairs to take a shower, while Ramon decides to serve himself something to eat. He seems to always be hungry.The shower water pours over my aching body, and I've never been more grateful for ice-cold water in my life. Goosebumps rise on my skin, and I can't exactly complain about it. Usually I take showers hotter than lava, but this time- I needed an ice cold one.It wakes me up, but I know that as soon as I crawl into bed I won't be so wide awake anymore. After this shower, a long nap is needed. I've never been so over worked in my entire life.Ramon and I ran at least ten miles. I tried my best to keep up with him, and put behind my aching limbs. However, that was too difficult, and I feel terrible that I couldn't get her wolf out. He assured me it'll take more than just a day to coax her out- but I just want her out. I'm sick of always having a babysitter, and I'm so sick of everyone bei
HAZELI wake up an empty spot beside me on bed, and the front door slamming shut. I tiredly roll onto my side and look at the clock on the nightstand. It's almost one in the morning. My nap turned into a sleep-all-day event. I quietly toss the blankets off my body and shuffle towards the door.Downstairs is lit up, and I hear the clinking of dishes. A wave of worry washes over me. What the hell is he doing? I regret napping, because now I'll never be able to go back to sleep and it's going to mess up my entire sleep schedule. Disappointed because I can't sleep tonight, I continue down the stairs.As I enter the kitchen, Ramon has his back to me and the sink water running as he rinses a bowl clean. "I didn't mean to wake you." He says softly, acknowledging my presence. I quietly look over the marks on his shoulders and exhale softly."It's alright," I mumble, quietly tugging my shirt further down my thighs. "I slept too long anyways, I'll probably just be watching tv until like ten" I
HAZEL"I wanted to tell you earlier," Ramon says softly, cupping my cheek in his hand. "I don't know why I didn't. I couldn't bring myself to tell you after what happened earlier, I just didn't want you to think I only said that because I got intimate with you." He sighs."I guess I was just afraid to tell you, because I haven't said I love you in such a long time-" he explains, but I cut him short. He's nervous. I may not be able to shift, or tell what he's thinking, but anyone that knows Ramon knows that he isn't the type to grow nervous over nothing. So when he does, it's as obvious as a sunflower in a patch of daisies.My heart swells with joy over his confession. I have been aching to hear him tell me this, but I didn't expect him to ever say it this soon. He hasn't had a chance to really connect with anyone for years. I know he has to be afraid of letting emotions in. He has lost everything that he loves, and I know that he's afraid of losing anything else. He has told me time a
HAZELI look at myself in the mirror and hold my breath. I have changed so much since left my parents' home and moved in with Ramon. My mom and I hardly ever talk anymore, and when we do the conversation is kept short and sweet. Trevor and I never speak unless I call him first. I guess that's what happens when you get older. Everyone seems to forget about you.Quietly, I study myself. My hair has grown a few inches since I moved in with Ramon, and I think I may have even grown a few inches taller too. I know that I've gained a few more pounds since as well but there's nothing wrong with that.My fingers scrape over the crook of my neck where my mark is supposed to be. The bareness of my neck makes me feel so many types of ways. Most of all, worthless. Ramon had spilled his heart out to me a few days ago, but without his mark on me, I don't feel like we're complete. My wolf aches for him to claim her like he has claimed me. A mark is to show that I belong to him, to his followers. With
HAZELI wake up completely sore. My body feels as though its been thrown around on concrete while I was unconscious. Which, it probably was. My neck aches when I try and turn my head, and that's when everything comes back to me.Ramon! My head is heavy from whatever sedative they stuck in me, but I try to push past that I bring myself up off the new concrete floor. I'm somewhere else. Furrowing my eyebrows I bring my hand up to my head.Where am I? I look around and try my best to figure out this place. It's dark, but I can see just fine. The smell in my head reeks of sitting water and cigarette smoke. I try my best to get on my feet."No, baby girl." A deep voice says from my side. I snap my head in that direction and come into eye contact with an older man. His eyes are dark and a scar crosses his features. "The sedatives are yet to wear off completely, and I don't want you falling and busting your head open." He grins.I know this man. I swallow, hard. I can't exactly pin point whe
HAZELI don't think and I don't feel. My wolf gain powers through the pain of what Ramon gave us. Strength courses through my veins with every beat of my heart.The only thing on my mind is getting out of here. I don't care who or what stands in my way. It won't be standing for very long. I bolt down a quiet hallway, hoping that my first choice will be straight to an exit.Instead, I'm caught between taking a left or a right. I turn and go to the left, in the direction that I can hear something other than the sound of water. My paws beat against the ground, my nails clicking on the wooden floors.My breathing is heavy, and I stop in my tracks upon seeing a man. He is tall, and built like a muscle man. My ears rest against my head and my teeth bare at him.A low growl escapes me as I lunge forward. I make the first move. I shut my emotions away, and let my wolf do what she wants to do with him.He falls silent, lying in his own pile of blood. A sort of sickness makes my stomach churn,
HAZELThe only thing the entire world can agree on which is an important factor of the human race is Loyalty. The simple word alone can either bring people together or tear them apart. Loyalty is something that every single one of us relies on.Ramon has based his life around that factor. He trusts Jackson and his warriors to keep the Pack safe and under control. If only one of them breaks their loyalty with him, it could mean harm to him or the Pack. Loyalty and trust are the two most dangerous things that one has to put themselves through."Hello?" Jack waves a hand over his face and I blink, focusing my attention back to the blonde-bafoon in front of me. He makes a face, and I can't exactly tell what he's thinking."Hey, don't look so sour." He pouts, "I was hoping that you wouldn't start being as mean as Ramon after he marked you- but so far my hope is fading-fast." He grins. I just roll my eyes and don't take his comment to heart."Ramon is only mean to you, because you're annoyi
HAZELI quietly kick my feet back and forth as I sit in the porch swing. My head is buzzing from the amount of liquor I've put into my body, but I don't mind.Ramon digs into his pocket and pulls out a blue box of cigarettes. Taking one, he brings the stick to his teeth and flicks the lighter. I focus on the orange flame and pull my lip between my teeth."So, why do you think that Jackson is involved?" I ask, breaking the silence.Ramon turns to me and sucks in deeply before exhaling the smoke from his lungs. He makes sure not to get it anywhere near me."I've been around for too many years, and I've come to understand to pay attention to body language. I'm not accusing him of anything." Ramon shrugs his shoulders and brings the cigarette to his lips again."His body language?" I knot my eyebrows. "Like, I don't get it. If he was against you, would he have jumped from a building trying to get me out of it and back to you?" I scratch the side of my head."I don't know, Hazel. You may a