Trista’s POVI have finished dealing with the wound and Stevia was with me. Apparently I don't want to become the one sandwiched between two men, so we went to the coffee shop in the lounge area on the second floor.Ding. I glanced at my phone. It was a text from Johnson. He wanted to know where I was so he could pick me up. I told him the name of the café.Stevia and I finished our coffees while we waited. I asked about her relationship with Liam but she was elusive. I wanted to question her further, when Johnson walked in.He didn’t look very happy.I was afraid that he and Liam had fought.“He really is a handsome one,” Stevia said to me as Johnson came to the table. “I suppose that makes your choice that much harder.” She was just teasing me in good fun, but Johnson didn’t take her comment well.He pressed his lips together angrily.“I saw on the news that you and Liam are together,” he said.She dismissively sipped her coffee. “We are, yes,” she said non-committedly.“Then
Trista’s POVThe children were overjoyed. They bounced around happily in the backseat, clapping their hands. Johnson, too, beamed with pride.The decision to call Johnson ‘daddy’ was a big decision.And I felt like I’d been left out of it.Seraphina whined softly as we drove home. That was odd, since she didn’t usually voice any concerns. She didn’t seem too pleased about this decision, and I didn’t know why. I tried to console her.As far as I know, she only showed this expression when she was scared. The last time she gave me this uneasy feeling was when I was a young adult and first went to a human school. I was in the library until 2 a.m. to study for an exam, and when I came out of the library, I had left my glasses behind.Usually, wolves have better eyesight at night, but that doesn't help us blind wolves.That night we encountered an unknown creature. At first we thought it was a burglar who might be taking advantage of the darkness to rob us. An ordinary human adult is not st
I sighed. I think I'm really not good at relationships.I had been driven out by the wolves. I had adapted to human society.Human love is sometimes a philosophy. They think more about their sense of responsibility to their family and whether the two of them are "a good match."I don't know if it's a choice from the heart, or if it's a choice to break free from the shackles of the mate bond.But at the same time, it seems to me that it is more like a gamble and a risk.And Johnson’s strange behaviour today didn’t help matters. I remembered his blood red eyes. The way his face had contorted and twisted. The feel of his hand crushing mine.What had that been about?Was it his Lycan bloodline?And he had basically accosted Liam. He’d been belligerent and ornery. Then he’d been outright rude to Stevia.I felt uneasy.I knew Johnson very well. Or at least, I thought I did. But this side of him? It had my mind spiraling.I decided to confront him. I had questions, and I needed to know the a
Trista’s POV The next morning at my office, Hazel and I were hashing out the details of the seating plan for her reception dinner.“And…” Hazel said with a flourish, “you and Johnson will sit here.” She put a sticky note on a table at the front.She paused, staring at the seating plan. “You know, I’m a bit surprised you’re taking Johnson,” she said. “Has he ever been to a pack? I mean, like a real werewolf pack?”I shook my head. “No. But there’s a first time for everything,” I said with a smile.“Hm.”I sensed that she had more to say, so I prompted her.“You think it’s a bad idea? Taking Johnson with me?”“Not at all,” she smiled. “Please don’t get me wrong. I support you no matter what. It’s just that, well, I guess I hoped that maybe you and Liam…”I cut her off. “Me and Liam? Are you serious, Hazel? You know what he put me through! You were there!” I couldn’t believe it. Was Hazel secretly holding onto hope that Liam and I would get back together.”“I know,” she sighed. “But pe
Trista’s POV“Can we PLEASE take the Ferrari?” I begged Johnson.We were standing in the driveway, dressed up and ready for the big wedding. The morning had not gone well. I tried to make breakfast for the kids, but I burnt the pancakes. Then Billy tripped on his way to the bathroom and scraped his knee. Gladice was late because she’d had some sort of personal problem to deal with. So I’d barely had enough time to get ready!And now, Johnson and I were arguing over which car to take. He wanted to drive to the wedding in my crappy old beater. I wanted to arrive in style, in my Ferrari. It was my best friend’s wedding, after all!He was firm though, so my shitty car it was!I was agitated at first, but the day was beautiful with clear blue skies and sunshine. It was a bit of a drive to Red Moon, up the coast to the south side of New Jersey. Red Moon Crescent pack was near the ocean, and I rolled down the windows to let the salty ocean air fill the car. Because the journey was quite lon
Johnson glared back at Liam.“He was invited,” I told Liam. “By Hazel as my guest.”Liam shook his head and scoffed. “He’s an outsider,” Liam said. “These are OUR people. Are you sure you really want to bring an outsider into our community?”“No, he’s also…” I started to say. But then I stopped. I didn’t want to tell Liam that Johnson was a Lycan.“He’s what?” Liam asked, raising his eyebrows. But something about his expression told me he knew something about Johnson. Did he already know the truth?“He’s also…excited to be here,” I finished vaguely. Good one, Trista, I chastised myself. I’d never really been a good liar.“I bet he is!” Liam snapped. Then he fixed his eyes on Johnson. “I know ALL about you,” he said, his voice low. “You’re a liar. Pretending to be all clean and innocent. Fooling Trista with your dirty tricks.”“Liam,” I gasped. This was hardly the place or time! This was a wedding and I wasn’t about to let Liam make a scene. “Stop it.”Liam glared at Johnson. He cli
Trista’s POVThe party at the grassy area was only one part of the afternoon party.Apparently,half the guests were down at the beach.The Red Moon pack was a little famous on the east coast in the werewolf world for having their very own beachfront.Most of the packs on the east coast were in the forest or the mountains.Red Moon Pack was unique because the pack was right beside the ocean.I pulled on Johnson’s hand.“Can we go down the beach?”I asked him,excited.“Of course,”he smiled.He followed me down the trail that led to the waterfront.I gasped as we crested a small hill.The sight was breathtaking.The beach stretched on in both directions for miles.The azure water lapped gently at the white,sandy shores.There was a big bonfire,with flames blazing,surrounded by tables and tables of food.Everyone was barefoot,happily taking in the sun and the peaceful seaside vibes.As we approached,a couple puppies ran in front of us.They squealed with laughter as they chased one another across th
Trista’s POVThe elder glared at us.The elders sitting on their perched chairs glared at us.The front row turned around and glared at us.I blushed….deeply.Hazel didn’t make eye contact with me.She pressed her lips together and stared at the ground.Was she upset?I couldn’t tell.But everyone else she the hell was.“Do you have something you’d like to say?”the elder holding the dagger asked.Johnson’s face was also beet red.He stammered and wrung his hands.“I…um…well…no…Sorry.”“Shsh,”I snapped at him.“I apologize,”I said,addressing the elder.“My friend,here,has never bore witness to a wedding ceremony before.He was just…a little…surprised by some of our customs.It WON’T happen again.”The elder stared at me for a moment.I didn’t think it was possible to get any redder in the cheeks,but then he said:“Perhaps you and your FRIEND should leave.”I was mortified!Was I being kicked out of a wedding?My best friend’s wedding?In front of all these people?There were few things so shameful.T