"What did you do?" Hope asks me, more worried than murderous now. "Nothing, I ran away! It was scary." "We need to stop running away so much," Rocky murmurs and starts pacing around with his hands on his hips, "What do we think? Violet bewitched Farrow? What about their fated bond then?" "Maybe it's a lie?" I ask and my whole body fills with hope at the mere possibility. I really don't want to be hopeful about this because he still fucking cheated and hurt me, but… what if? "What if he’s being brainwashed? What if the witch turned him evil?” I was half expecting everyone to say I’m being stupid, but they don’t. Danny even nods. He’s honestly the smartest one in here, so I know I’m on the right track. It’s a lie, it was all a lie. Violet is not really his fated mate, he’s being scammed and brainwashed. My poor Farrow. “It makes sense that the bond is a lie. They don’t feel like a fated couple… and the girl is unmarked,” Danny says, I nod a lot. I noticed that, too. Farr
"I need a bathroom," I say, covering my mouth because I feel like I’m about to throw up. Cassie jumps up and leads me to a bathroom. As soon as I walk inside, I get on my knees in front of the toilet and I heave painfully. I know it’s mostly stomach acid because it burns my throat. It hurts. My sister comes to help with my hair, all I can do is close my eyes and try to fight all those emotions hitting me at once. The relief, the happiness, the fear of this being just a dream, the love I still feel for Farrow coming back with a force, my wolf's excitement... "Let it out, Sky," Hope says, still stroking my back, "Let it out." I don't even know what I'm feeling, but it's not pleasant. Luckily, a few minutes later I'm able to get up and wash my face and mouth. Cassie gives me a bottle of water when we return to the living room. "I'm so sorry, Skylar," Cassie whispers when she's in front of me again, "I know what they’re doing to him is terrible. I did it once and I won’t do it
"If the council can find another real witch, then I guess I'm on your side," Cassie murmurs, not sounding too sure but knowing that's the best option she has, "But I really need protection, I’m not exaggerating. Violet saw me with you guys, if something starts to go down, they'll know it was me and they'll come get me. Ozzy knows about this house." "No problem!" Hope gets up, all frantic, "There's a woman shelter, they'll welcome you and your son for as long as you need to. Seriously, my mom knows all about it, she'll help you out. Go get your stuff right now, we need to set this in motion immediately." "I can help her pack while you talk to mom and explain everything," I tell Hope and she agrees, but she doesn't leave us alone. She follows us upstairs to Cassie's room and tells every little bit of the story to both of our parents while Cassie pulls her and her son's clothes out of the closet and I fold it into her two suitcases. "Dad's on his way with Alpha Frank,” Hope says wh
The breakfast next morning is goddamn tense as hell. Bobbie is the only one who is acting normal and eating like she's starving, but the rest of us are just sitting there, all of us lost in our own thoughts.I’m exhausted and worried, so I’m just looking at my empty plate. I know I should get some food even if I’m not hungry, but I’m really not feeling it right now. "Did something happen, guys?" Bobbie breaks the silence, bringing me back to the present. Her cheek is dirty with ketchup, so I wipe it with a napkin, "Is it about me crying last night? I know it's embarrassing, but whatever. Pimps can cry too." "Pimps?" Rocky repeats and laughs, snapping out of his own thoughts, "You're so stupid, Bob. I didn't even know you cried. Why?" "My bitch ass dad," she rolls her eyes hard. Normally, we would all jump on the Farrow Hate train with her, but this time we just get even more tense and awkward. Bobbie frowns, "What is it, seriously? I thought we all agreed I'm mature enough to know
{ Farrow } Witches. Goddamn witches. They bombed my entire fucking existence and I wasn’t even aware. For this past week, I've been in jail and then in the hospital, mostly all alone with my own thoughts and my furious wolf. And the healer. It didn't take too long for the weird fog to disappear from my mind and for my wolf to wake up. That was my only saving grace, according to the healer, him being asleep. He is a lot stronger than me… and a lot smarter too. He disconnected from me as soon as I started being messed with, but the fucker didn’t even try to warn me or something, he just said peace out and left. "Are you hungry today?" A nurse asks, coming into my room. I simply shake my head, "You need to eat, Farrow.” When I finally look at her and the cart she's pushing inside the room, I frown in confusion. She's not bringing the usual hospital food, that looks like steak. Two plates. And sides. And beers. "Former Alpha Noah will be joining you today, he asked for this s
"You're not the first man to go through this, Farrow,” Noah continues, “But you're the first one to snap out of it, we should be happy.” "What do you mean?" I push the table away from me so I can sit up better, "What happened to the others?" "They either lost their minds… or died," he responds, messing me up inside even more. What the fuck? I could have died? "Ozzy is a powerful witch. Dangerous. She doesn't just scam men, she feeds off their energy until there's nothing else. She drains men of life and then leaves them to die. She doesn't kill them with her bare hands, but she's guilty all the same. And the other girls are just as guilty for bringing those men to her, including Violet.” I can just blink. I didn’t even think about the possibility of other men going through the same shit, but it makes me feel a little better to know I wasn’t the only idiot. "Why was I different? And how did... how did you guys even find out about what was going on?" I finally ask the question g
I already knew that thing about the glamour spell, Healer Erika told me, but she didn't show me the pictures. I thought it would be just a little thing, I had no idea the difference would be so noticeable. But, holy shit, I really got played. For some reason, this picture makes everything just darker and realer for me. That girl I remember doesn’t even exist. I fell for an illusion. Also… everyone just saw me changing my gorgeous, perfection of a wife for that ugly bitch and said nothing? Not that it matters because of the supposed fated bond, but still. Damn. "You were a mindless beast, Farrow. Even if it doesn't feel that way," Rose repeats, looking at me with pity. This time, I believe her. I thought I was being a horny piece of shit, cheating on Sky because I fell for a dumb spell… but now it actually feels like I was brainwashed. That spell made me hallucinate a whole different person. Oh my fucking god. I really got myself brainwashed, how embarrassing. "What
Noah Anderson came into my life nineteen years ago just like this. Passively commanding and assertive, taking control of everything. He has a soft face and a calm voice, but he gets shit done. Always. He's more like a father to me than my own father, who I barely remember. I walk to the bathroom to get dressed but I avoid looking at myself on the mirror because it's depressing as shit. My body is gone, my strength is gone. I have gained a lot of weight since I’ve been here, but I still don't like the reflection, so I avoid looking at it. Once I'm ready, I follow Noah outside and when I go to have a talk with my main doctor, I make sure to thank him and apologize for being difficult at first. I thought there was nothing wrong with me except being skinny, but I was severely malnourished and dehydrated. My organs were about to stop working and my muscle mass was basically gone. I actually needed the recovery. Being outside in the daylight feels weird and unreal. I don't remem
I stand up and get closer to the mirror for a second to make sure there's no more cream on my face before rounding my bed to get to his. Farrow narrows his eyes at me and braces himself when I walk until I'm standing right in front of him. This time, he's forced to look up at me and I quite like how he looks like this. Shirtless, hair messy and a little scared of whatever I'm about to do. "If you think it's so easy to just say no..." I start, feeling like a villain when his eyes get wide like he’s terrified. "Don't do anything crazy right now, Skylar. I'm not a saint..." "Hush, this is a test. If you think saying no is so easy, just say no and send me away," I continue with a naughty smile that I can't help because he looks terribly nervous when I start taking off my old pajamas. Now I'm annoyed I chose to wear them, but the way his eyes fall to my legs when I drop the pants to the floor makes it all worth it.I proceeded with the shirt and then I'm standing in front of my e
I sigh and roll my eyes as Farrow walks away. I hope he keeps that sassy energy all night because if he actually tries something, I'll give in. There's no point in denying it, I'll simply give in. And I’ll do it with a smile on my face. "At some point you'll have to realize you're dragging this. You’re dragging the unavoidable," Rocky says, making me return my eyes to him, "You need him right now, there is clearly a very mutual bond going on here." "Shh!" I let out, looking to make sure Farrow isn't still hanging around, "Shut up!” "Even for Farrow, this amount of sick obsession isn't normal. It's definitely him feeling the bond," Rocky continues, brushing Alex's hair back. The little boy is completely lost on Rocky's phone, not paying attention to us, "And that sort of thing doesn't happen just because, okay? You shouldn't ignore it or it'll just bring a lot of pain to both of you. Resentment looks very ugly on you, sis, let it go." "Easy for you to say," I whisper angril
"He won't be a step dad at all, Farrow. We're only casually dating. Very casually," I finally respond, avoiding looking at him. Farrow huffs and stays there, literally just standing behind and breathing over me for two more minutes until I'm done with the salad, then he walks behind me to the dinning table, "Oh, I forgot the napkins..." When I turn around, Farrow starts walking backwards so he can follow me to the kitchen again. This time, I have to close my eyes and stop a smile from growing. Stop it, Sky. Don’t smile at something so unhealthy and psychotic. This is sick behavior. Codependent behavior, like Rocky said. But... it's the bond, isn’t it? The compatibility bond because of the pregnancy. Farrow feels it too. His wolf feels it. "This is getting ridiculous," I scold him anyway, trying to reach for the napkins, but he grabs them first and then has the audacity to look at me as if he doesn't know what I mean, "You're acting like an anxiously attached pet. You haven't
"Cam is such a lame, isn't he, Bob?" Farrow continues a couple seconds later and his naughty hand falls ‘casually’ on my leg, trying to grab my thigh, but I grab his hand and put it back where it was. "Yeah, now that I think about it, he's kinda lame. And too old for you, Mom," Bobbie mutters, her Switch making noise while Farrow returns his fucking hand to my legs. And this is why I can’t trust this man. He always disrespects my boundaries and he laughs while doing so, making a game out of everything. "And he's not even that cute," Bobbie continues absentmindedly, "Dad is cuter." "Oh, she's so right," Farrow lets out in delight, bringing his hand back and trying to slip it in between my thighs this time. When I give him a warning growl, he gives me an offended look, "I'm just looking for a warm place to keep it. I'm freezing, it's so cold." "Stop," I say anyway. Because even though he's not being sexual, it's making me feel things and I don't need that. Not after the weir
“Mom! Mom, can I buy this?” Bobbie appears in front of me all of a sudden, showing me a make-up kit with a lot of different things. I only blink at her, dazed, “It’s only eighty five dollars and I have the money to buy it myself! You know, the money I took from Dad the other day… oh, hello…” “Hi, Bobbie, it’s good to see you again,” Cam says and points to the lady in front of us, “This is my mom, Lucy.” “Hi, Ma’am,” Bobbie says politely and Lucy gives her a warm smile, “It’s good to see you too, Mr Randall. Uhm… Mom, are you done here? The guy is waiting for me to pay but I didn’t actually bring my money, so you have to pay for it right now and I’ll pay you back once we’re home. I promise I’ll actually pay you this time.” She’s being frantic and little rude, but she is giving me the out I need. I’ll gladly take it. “Alright. Go back to the stand, I’m right behind you,” I say and once she leaves, I turn to Lucy again, “I’m sorry, I have to leave. It was so nice to meet you, Luc
{ Sky } When Farrow comes back to the table with a smile on his face, I relax on my seat because I know whatever is going on with Bobbie is not going to be that bad. "She's okay, she'll come back soon," he says and returns to my side, instantly stealing my spoon to take a huge bite of our cake, "I told her about the ‘spoiling her’ pact, but don't tell her I told you I told her." I roll my eyes and nod, more than used to his useless secrecy when it comes to me and Bobbie. It’s useless because me and Bobbie tell each other everything. Just like they do when they’re alone. And just like me and Farrow do when we’re alone, so I don’t know why anyone even bothers. A couple of minutes later, Bobbie comes back to the table with her head held high and I can tell she’s been crying, but I don’t say anything as she returns to her seat next to Henry and whispers something to him. But once the kids have had their dessert as well, I tell Henry to stay with Farrow as he pays so I can have
"That sounds like a solid plan. I'll live at home for another year and a half to help you with the twins, but then I'm totally moving out. Once you feel like you have it all handled on your own and no longer need me, I’m out… let's shake on it to make it official," I offer her my hand. She grabs it, sealing her fate, "You can't take it back now.” "Alright... but you're way too happy about it," she murmurs with narrowed eyes, "I got carried away last night, but that's not going to happen again, okay? Not ever." "Never, I promise," I lie with a smile on my face but I think she knows I don't mean it because she hits my stomach, smiling too. And since it doesn't look like Bobbie is going to come back anytime soon, I guess we’ll have to stay a bit longer, “Do you want dessert?“ “Yes,” she responds instantly, “Do you want to share the lava cake with me?” “Obviously, friend,” I respond with a smile. We’ve been sharing the lava cake for almost two decades, she doesn’t even have to ask
When we get our food, Bobbie looks at the triple decker longingly, but that's what she gets for being fake and dumb about food when I’m sure Henry wouldn’t think twice about what she’s eating. Still, she's happily chatting with the boy about their friends at school, homework, her being grounded and the nintendo switch the boy wants to buy. It's very boring, but still annoyingly cute. So I start to think this is the perfect moment to let Bobbie know she's about to be a big sister, because she’s in a good mood. I have no idea how she's going to react. Not too long ago, back when she was still a sweet baby girl, she was very jealous. Any time there was another kid around and we paid attention to them, she would throw tantrums. Of course, she's changed now, so she might not care. Or she might care a lot, we don't know. Still, having Henry here was a good idea, Bobbie will definitely behave herself a lot better with him around. "So, Bobbie... we have something to tell you," I
"So, when are we telling her? Before or after we eat?" I ask, face to face with Sky. I can tell she wants to wrap her legs around me like she normally would, except we're in public (and just friends, supposedly) so she stays like that, with her feet dangling on the air, and just puts her arms around my neck. She's so close to me, all I can think about is how much I want to fucking kiss her again. "I think later, I'm starving," she says and I start walking to the restaurant, "Just let me do most of the talking, yeah? And don't be rude to the boy." "I won't be. His mom is a nice lady, so I guess he can't be that bad," I murmur, making Sky move away to give me a surprised look, "That doesn't mean I suddenly like him. Just that maybe he's not that bad. Maybe." "Okay, that’s good enough," she says and just lets me carry her inside. When I walk past the bar, I see Moe there, cleaning the counters. I greet him, making Sky turn her head to him as well, "Hi, Moe!" "Hey, kids. I haven