Hey MAMers! TFA has come to a close and I can dedicate some time toward finishing MAM. I'm going to do 3-4 chapters a week until it's completed. I appreciate your understanding! Thank you for your support.
I’ve never seen Clara so relaxed and I definitely have never seen her giggle. She’s so enthusiastic that I can’t help but want her to keep being this way. I need to match her energy. I think I deserve a nice little kick back. I’ve never really had a close group of girlfriends and this feels like the closest I’ll ever get. Dropping the shot glass to the table, I open my eyes to find the world is spinning, or maybe it’s me? I steady myself and find Nyx's burning gaze on me.“There’s no need to worry. I’ll keep an eye on my sisters,” Nyx mouths.Clara’s cheeks are flushed as she pours me another shot. I’m not surprised as cold liquid splashes against my hand. Looking down I watch as liquid courage pours down my hand and onto the table.“There!” Clara squeals. “I filled it!” I can’t help the giggle that shakes my chest and spills from my lips.“That’s not what you did,” I said.“What?!” Clara asked.“That’s not what you did!” I yell.“Did too!” Clara says as she turns her attention to her
“Oh my gosh,” I giggle. “That IS a good idea,” I laugh. Clara linked her arm with mine. She wiggled her eyebrows and I nodded furiously at her. I tightened my grip on her as we scooted out of the booth arm-in-arm. I stood up and she giggled as she dragged me back. “Oops,” she giggled. “Friends?” Something lifted her up from the seat and placed her on her feet. I’m assuming she was talking to gift. Her “friends”. “I’m so jealous, I wish I could just float above ground,” I whined. “Say the word and I’ll help you float,” Clara said. “Although, I must say, I don’t think your boys would like that.” “True,” I nodded, “but we’re not worrying about them right now are we?” I slurred. “You’re right,” Clara said. “We’re going to feel boys.” “Yes! To the booooyyyyssssss,” I sang. “To the boys,” she repeated. Clara pulled me forward but I looked back over my shoulder at Nyx. She stared at me and gave me a slight nod. I smiled and faced forward. Our steps seemed to glide forward and if I w
The music cut and screaming filled the club. People on the dance floor were either running, backing up slowly, or frozen in fear unable to look away from the carnage. Blood oozed down his body while it spurted in other areas. A sickening thud announced the dropping of a head and Jake lifted his chin. Our eyes locked while the world around us spun out of control. A cool hand landed on my shoulder and I turned to find Nyx behind me. “Don’t feel bad for him. He was in the wrong here,” Nyx said. She was trying to comfort me. Her words were meant to be one of comfort, but all I could think about was the fact that he would still be alive if I had stuck to my schedule. Did I regret coming here with the girls? No. I was able to see another side of Clara because of it. Not just the usual cold mask she always presented to the world. I turned to find Jake as he got to his feet. He ran his fingers through his hair and pushed it back. The anger in his eyes was still there. The life he just took
An animalistic growl vibrates in Jake’s chest. In a flash of movement he’s chest to chest with Clara. His head lowered to bring himself closer with her. His body trembles with his anger. If I thought he was a danger to Clara I would intervene. I’d stop him if I thought he was going to try and physically hurt her, but I also knew Clara could protect herself. Clara lifted her chin, her eyes staring into Jake’s baby blues, the smirk on her face was evidence she wasn’t afraid of Jake. “What’s a matter?” Clara asked. “Did I say something wrong?” Clara asked. Jake didn’t answer. He just growled low and stared at Clara. “If I didn’t know any better I would think that you were jealous, Jakey.” She moved her head closer to Jake. “The question is who has you so riled up?” “Isn’t it obvious?” Jake asked. “You’ve done nothing but bring trouble. Now you’re dragging Kacie along. We don’t need anymore trouble or drama in our lives.” “So it’s the trouble that has you so riled up?” Clara asked. “Bec
Clara and I looked at each other. I didn’t find her threatening and I didn’t see her as an enemy. I definitely didn’t see her as the rival I once saw her as. Back then she had come to Viktor and asked him to be more. I even remember her saying she was willing to share. At the time, I remember hating her. I felt gutted knowing that someone had offered themselves to Viktor like that.At the time I felt betrayed. I felt hurt. I didn’t want to share Viktor with her and the thought of him possibly saying yes to that frightened me. Now that I look back on it. Wasn’t it hypocritical of me? I didn’t want to share Viktor yet after Clara left we let Jake into our relationship. I felt a tinge of guilt after our earlier conversation. Clara wasn’t wrong. Yet Jake hated her for wanting what he had.Was it jealousy that Jake felt when he saw Clara? Or was it something else? Was it something more? Was it fear that Jake felt when he saw Clara? When I looked at Clara she stared at me as if she knew wha
“What?” I asked.“It’s not my place to say this, but I can’t stay silent about this. Nyx, Jade, and I don’t have anyone. We don’t have someone to call our own and so of course, we don’t have anyone waiting for us. I shouldn’t be so peeved by this but I am. You’ve got not only one but two men who love and adore you. You’ve got one of them going home to wait for you and you’re taking him for granted. I know he’ll be waiting for you… and I think you shouldn’t take that lightly,” Clara said. Before I could say anything she continued. “If I had someone waiting for me I wouldn’t think twice about going home to him. I know you have two of them but you shouldn’t … I wouldn’t… I don’t want to be the reason you keep a man like that waiting.”I swallowed and felt a tinge of guilt at her words. I am lucky. I’m blessed beyond words to have two men who love me. I don’t think I was being cruel to Jake and I don’t see anything wrong with me trying to have some girl time. It’s not something I usually
After a day with the witches, minus Jade, our bellies rumbled and we decided to go to a restaurant. It probably wasn’t the best idea to go under the influence but we had Nyx watching over us. It didn’t matter how many drinks she had she remained unfazed. Eventually we found ourselves sitting at a place called Mirak. It was a simple place with booths set up all over the restaurant. It was a Korean self-serve barbecue place. They gave free sides and placed our meat onto the hot grill built into the middle of the table. We were then given tongs to flip our meat. I wanted chicken and beef but Clara demanded pork belly and Nyx wanted octopus. I was not looking forward to grilling that up. I told her we could cook it after the other meat was ready. Inhaling deeply, the mouthwatering smell of grilled meat had drool dripping down the side of my mouth. When the waitress walked up to our table she dropped a couple bottles of fruit bottles on the table. When I looked up at her with a puzzling l
KacieBAM!I jumped at the sound of it slamming shut harder than I meant to. The element of surprise was no longer on my side after that. If anyone was home they would know that I was here now. I stood still, holding my breath as I listened for movement. Nothing. There wasn’t any movement. I don’t know what I was expecting but I didn’t think I’d come home to an empty house. I lifted my phone, the screen lit up, and confirmed my suspicion. It was late, really late. The sound of the shower alerted me to someone being home. I don’t know if I wanted it to be.Viktor?Jake?The two of them?I had a lot to talk to Jake about but found myself angry. I don’t know why I just was. I walked into the room, huffing as I pulled my outfit off, and threw it to the floor. I was completely nude and wobbled forward. I headed toward the bathroom door. It wasn’t until I tripped that I kicked off my shoes. Reaching for the door I turned it left and right before it opened. Pulling it open, I walked in and f
My heat aches as the thoughts flit through my mind one after the other. Tears prick the corners of my eyes before filling them. My chest pangs with the need to be wrapped up in his arms. I know without a shadow of a doubt that Jake would do all of those things. He would care for me as he had before. He would look after me as my Beta, my partner, and the father of our child.My soul wept for him, my heart broke for him, and my mind went mad for him. I curled into a ball on the bed and grasped at the sheets as the pain poured from my body. I screamed as it became unbearable and my vision went white. I cried out, my cry turning into a scream, as the door burst open. It slammed against the wall, but still my vision remained impaired.I couldn’t see anyone, but I heard voices. I felt the rush of people around me and hands checking me and prodding my belly. I froze when I felt the warmth of a hand on my shoulder and a familiar scent I didn’t think I would ever smell again. I threw my head ba
Kacie I want to bury my head into his chest but I can’t. I can’t bring myself to look away. I continue staring at him as Viktor lays down by his side. He props himself up and stares down at him. The love and sadness in his eyes blend into one. His gaze darts back and forth between the two of us. A sad smile pulling at the corners of his lips. “I love you,” I whisper. “I love you,” Viktor says quietly. We shared stories, we cried, we laughed. I told him about one of the mornings after my Luna Ceremony when I woke up and found Jake naked across from me. He flexed and tried to show off. Viktor chuckled and shared a precious memory from when they first kissed. It was sweet and I wished I could have seen the look in Jake’s eyes if he had heard Viktor tell the story. The next memory Viktor shared with me was the look on Jake’s face when I walked out that first day in Ken’s house. When he smelled me and knew I was his mate, he only trusted Jake to be alone with me. That’s why he let him
Kacie“I have one request,” I said.“Anything my love,” Viktor said.“I don’t want him in the lobby. I want him in our room. Can we do that?” I asked.“We can do whatever we want Kacie,” Viktor answered.In the olden days, it was common for our kind to spend the dead’s last night with them. It was like a ritual, we clean their bodies with a cloth, wash their hair, and clothe them in something loose. After the ritual the body is placed in the living room or the pack lobby if the dead was an alpha. The family would then bring their blankets and pillows to sleep in the front on the couch or the floor. It’s the last night you get with the dead. It’s a form of closure and was done away with one hundred years ago, or at least that’s what Viktor told me. When he told me about it I clung to the knowledge and asked him if we could do it too. He admitted that he mentioned it to gouge my reaction. We looked into each others eyes and knew without a doubt that we needed to do it.It may have been
Kacie “I’ve failed. I failed and lost him,” Viktor said. The weight on his shoulders was large enough to make anyone crumble beneath it. Still, my mate stood firm. My heart broke for the mate we’d lost, but it soared knowing that he was safe. Instead of keeping my thoughts to myself I would make sure he knew. I would make sure he knew every day how much I loved him, how much I needed him in my life. I would make sure he knew how loved he was, but first, he needed to face Jake. He needed to come to grips with it as I have. He needs to make peace with it, so he can move forward. We both needed this. “Come here,” I said. I watched as he mentally drew back, away from me as if he would hurt me. As if he thought he’d lose me too if he touched me. I reached for him, my outstretched hand open in offering for him to take it. He had to take it. Viktor stared at my hand for a moment before his eyes darted to Jake on the ground between us. Desperation clear in his eyes when he looked back at m
Kacie In an attempt to feel whatever warmth Jake had left I pushed my body as close as I could to his. I ignored the unevenness of his body, the difference between it now and what I remembered. Everything in me came flowing out as my hair flowed out all around me. My hands grasped at his muddy shirt and my heart broke for the second time today. Jake’s body was hard and the finality of it pulled the sheet from beneath my feet. I was no longer able to deny the crushing reality. The warmth was seeping out of him as quickly as the clouds had formed above us. Footsteps squelched behind me announcing Viktor’s presence. My pain vibrated in his chest as he stopped behind me. It was enough to pull him away from mourning his sister. The curiosity outweighing the fear led him to me. I could feel his pain as he felt mine. I knew when he saw who lay beneath me because he made an unintelligible sound behind me. Still, I couldn’t bring myself to lift my head. I couldn’t look back at him. I couldn’
KacieI’ll hurt you.I don’t want to hurt you.I don’t want to hurt him. I wouldn’t hurt him. The urge, no, the need to make sure I don’t hurt him runs through my veins as the idea of burning him strikes me hard in the chest. It’s like an ice cold bucket of water and I feel like I’ve jolted awake from a dream. The flames protest against my will as my mind refuses to hurt the man in front of me. For the first time since becoming aware I look at him. My eyes wander over black hair, a sharp jaw, and full lips. Dark tired eyes filled with worry stared down at me. My mate reaches for me a second time and this time I extinguish the flames with the flick of my wrist as realization dawned on me.My mate.He’s okay.He’s alive.If my mate is here than why am I so hurt?My does my heart bleed?I lean in toward him and his hand gently grazes over my cheek, his shoulders relaxed, and relief stared back at me. I was safe. I was in one piece. I had survived. If he hadn’t gotten my attention things
Kacie My father’s breathing is haggard and strained beneath me. At my words he roars angrily. He’s weak, useless below me, unable to get away. When I straighten my back, lift myself up, and stare down at him. I take a moment to look over the expression of fear and regret in his eyes. I don’t bother with emotion because right now, I feel nothing. There’s only a high, a haze of bliss from his acceptance. It’s settled over me as I hover over him. The power of taking what I want, getting the revenge I sent out for. I’m hurting him, torturing him, killing him. I focus on this as he stares up at me. “All of this will do nothing. You may have killed my friends and you may have won the fight between you and I, but there’s one you haven’t and can’t win. You can’t win against death,” Charles chokes. I don’t want to hear anymore. I don’t want to hear the truth drip from his lips like poisoned honey. I won’t let him win and I won’t let his words get to me. I won’t change my mind and I won’t hea
Charles yanked his arm back but I didn’t let go. I did the opposite, I dug my nails in as he pulled, my claws dug into his skin and ripped. Blood pooled and burned, he yanked again this time, ignoring the bite of my nails as they pierced deeper. He wrenched his arm free, or what was left of it. I could feel his skin under my claws, chunks of meat between my fingers, as he cried out in pain. I take a moment to enjoy my work. His once scorched pink skin had turned black, blood ran down his arm and dripped to the floor. Charles turned to glare at me, and for the first time since meeting him, fear stares back at me. He clutched his injured arm and I watch as his Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows nervously. Sweat pools on his temple and slides down his brow. I chuckle at this small victory. He must have thought that I would be an easy kill. The young girl he once knew died a long time ago. Did he think that his words would have weakened me? Did he think that his words would have an affect
KacieNow that I knew Viktor would be okay, I could give in to what I’ve wanted since seeing the devastation the Elders caused. Now that I knew that Clara would have Viktor, I felt the opposite of what I’ve before at the thought of them together alone. I felt relief. She would make sure he was safe. I turned from Clara and focused on that man I once called father.Answering to the call of my growing flames I dashed forward. I promised to give them what they wished soon. The need for blood, for sliced skin, and the smell of burning flesh drove me forward. I would have what I desired, I would have my vengeance, my revenge. My anger fanned the flames and they grew hotter than they ever have before. I screamed out in anguish as I rushed toward the man who should have been the father I deserved. He was nothing but a disappointment.Tears run down my cheeks before they dry up and evaporate. I don’t cry for him or what I’m going to do, no, I’ll revel in my father’s death. The tears continue