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“Hey, wake up,” Nico aggressively shakes me, but I groan because I basically just fell asleep after overthinking and hating my life all night, “Let’s go, we have a lot to do today. A lot.” “I don’t wanna go,” I murmur, pushing his hand away, “Deal with it yourself.” “Oh, fuck no, you won’t do this to me again,” he growls and grabs me harder, pulling me all the way up until I’m standing, “You can’t leave everything up to me!” “Yes I can. You have no idea what I went through last night. I don’t want to do shit today. Or ever,” I push him away and throw myself on the mattress again, “Just pay someone to do everything we have to do, that’s what money is for. I seriously can’t even worry about that right now. You’ll understand me one day, when you finally have your heart ripped open by a girl and she shits on it like it’s nothing.” “Farrow,” he growls, “Man, come on… this isn’t fair to me. If you don’t go, I won’t go either.” “Don’t go then. Let’s say we have a roach infestation and h
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{ Farrow } I walk inside the office and when I see Rose’s deceivingly sweet face, I give her a sheepish smile. During our last session, I promised I would keep going to weekly sessions, but of course I never did. I considered myself healed enough. “About time,” she mutters, arms crossed, “Sit down, Farrow. How are we doing?” “Me? Oh, absolutely horrible, how about you?” I ask, hoping she keeps the easy conversation going, but she just sighs and stares at me until I sit down on the couch in front of her, “Hm. This is comfier than it looks. Do I have to lay down like in t–“ “No, don’t lay down. Anyway… I haven’t seen you in a while, fill me in. Last time I saw you, you were still in the hospital and in a very pessimistic stage. Also about seventy pounds lighter.” “I’ve gained ninety pounds. Mostly muscle,” I brag, but she remains impassive. I lift my shirt to show her my abs, “See?” “I see. Good job,” she gives me a tiny smile, “You look more upbeat too, even though you say
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It's been two days and still, no communication from Sky. I'm staying in our old bedroom in her parents’ house. Being here again is bringing back all kinds of memories, but I'm still holding onto my very justified anger. So far, neither of us has talked about what happened during doomsday, but everyone knows we had a big fight. Luckily for me, Bobbie has taken my side. Like I promised, I’ve been taking her to the center after school and even though I have to deal with Henry too, we have a good time. I have to admit, the boy is growing on me, even if all he does is hit the treadmill twenty minutes and then spend the rest of his time distracting Bobbie as she trains. And as for me... I'm doing okay, I guess. Holding onto my anger helps a little, so I can't help but understand Sky even more. I understand that she had to stay angry at me instead of letting the sadness completely take over. It's a good technique. She just took it too far. Me personally, I’m ready to forgive and forg
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{ Sky } Every day I wake up, I feel blessed. I never get out of bed without expressing my gratitude to the highest power, the Moon Goddess, for giving me such a blessed life. I might not have a fated mate like my sister Hope, but I have a man who makes me feel like having a mate is more than just about fate. "Fuck! I'm running late," said man growls next to me and he untangles himself from my body to get up. I sneak a peak of his naked ass as he stumbles into our walk-in closet, "Today is opening day at the new training center." "Oh, right. Good luck with that," I say, allowing myself to stretch in our bed. "I didn't even remember it was today. Nico texted me about this last night, at midnight," he complains from the closet, then I hear a big thump like something huge just fell, "Ah, shit! I fell." I laugh for two straight minutes, just imagining his big body hitting the ground. Farrow Aleksei is easily the hottest, coolest guy to ever live, but he's goofy too. Sometimes. On
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Before I can keep reminiscing, a tornado comes to disrupt my peace. "Dad forgot me!" my daughter shouts all of a sudden, bursting into my room with a lunchbox on her hand. She's breathing hard, "I literally ran after his damn car, but he never even looked my way." "He was running late," I explain with a chuckle, keeping my covers up to my chin so she doesn't realize I'm naked, "I'll drive you. Wait in the car." Bobbie grumbles, still pissed, but she leaves. I stretch again and I go put on some clothes before driving my daughter to the same school we went to."I won't let this go," Bobbie threatens, just as vindictive and resentful as her father, "This is the second time he forgets to take me somewhere. But if he ever forgets to pick me up again, then he's really dead." "I won't let that incident happen again, I promise you," I say, shaking my head and remembering last year, when he forgot to pick her up from school so she sat outside waiting for two hours before I realized his mi
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We walk to the kitchen in awkward silence. That's unheard of, there is never anything awkward between us, but I can feel him being weird and I can smell his anxiety, so it’s infecting me. We sit down to eat together, but Farrow isn't eating like normal. He's a big man and spends most of the day exercising, so he's always hungry... except when he has a lot on his head. "Okay, what's going on?" I ask when I can't take it anymore. Farrow swallows but keeps looking down at his plate for a few more seconds, "Did something happen today at work?" He nods, still silent. Now I shut my mouth and wait for him. "I can't talk about what's going on yet," he mumbles almost to himself, a deep scowl on his pretty face, "I haven't finished thinking about it." "Overthinking about it, you mean," I say, pushing my food away and looking deeper into his eyes. Usually, I would let it go and let him bring it up on his own, but I can't today. I had that bad feeling all day, it's probably about this some
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I can't believe this is happening. I have absolutely no words, so I just stare at him. "I understand this is awful, but I don't want to be a liar or hide things," he continues, sighing. My delicious chicken Alfredo is now forgotten, because my appetite has gone to hell, "I wasn't ready to tell you this yet, though, I needed to think about it some more." I take a deep breath and open my mouth to speak, but I stop when I hear big steps approaching. Bobbie. Farrow gets up and takes a seat again, before she asks questions. "I decided to eat, but just a little bit," she says when she enters the kitchen and sees us sitting at the breakfast table, then she frowns, "What? The vibes feel very weird in here." "Nothing. Here, have this," I say and offer her my mostly untouched food, "I'll go get another plate. We're having a serious conversation." "Oh, serious," she mocks me before grabbing the plate and leaving again. In a while, she'll come back down to grab something to drink. And then a
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"It's fine, this is just a bump," I repeat when I'm looking in the mirror. I look like hell, so I advert my eyes and undress... but once I'm naked in front of the mirror, I can't stop myself from looking up again. I don’t like what I see. I haven’t felt like this since I was a teenager, but this time I hyper-focus on every little defect until I want to throw myself out the window. My hair is definitely my best feature and saving grace. Is thick, long and blonde. And very soft, shiny and healthy since I spend a fortune taking care of it. I love my hair very much… but other than that, I’m whatever. No, I was whatever when I was younger. Now I’m below whatever. I have the most basic of features. Average nose, average brown eyes, average lips. And my body is nothing to write home about either. I’m naturally thin, but that does not mean I have a good body. I have a soft belly, jiggly arms and my boobs are not as perky as they used to be. I think I've definitely let myself go.
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It's been two days and still, no communication from Sky. I'm staying in our old bedroom in her parents’ house. Being here again is bringing back all kinds of memories, but I'm still holding onto my very justified anger. So far, neither of us has talked about what happened during doomsday, but everyone knows we had a big fight. Luckily for me, Bobbie has taken my side. Like I promised, I’ve been taking her to the center after school and even though I have to deal with Henry too, we have a good time. I have to admit, the boy is growing on me, even if all he does is hit the treadmill twenty minutes and then spend the rest of his time distracting Bobbie as she trains. And as for me... I'm doing okay, I guess. Holding onto my anger helps a little, so I can't help but understand Sky even more. I understand that she had to stay angry at me instead of letting the sadness completely take over. It's a good technique. She just took it too far. Me personally, I’m ready to forgive and forg
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{ Farrow } I walk inside the office and when I see Rose’s deceivingly sweet face, I give her a sheepish smile. During our last session, I promised I would keep going to weekly sessions, but of course I never did. I considered myself healed enough. “About time,” she mutters, arms crossed, “Sit down, Farrow. How are we doing?” “Me? Oh, absolutely horrible, how about you?” I ask, hoping she keeps the easy conversation going, but she just sighs and stares at me until I sit down on the couch in front of her, “Hm. This is comfier than it looks. Do I have to lay down like in t–“ “No, don’t lay down. Anyway… I haven’t seen you in a while, fill me in. Last time I saw you, you were still in the hospital and in a very pessimistic stage. Also about seventy pounds lighter.” “I’ve gained ninety pounds. Mostly muscle,” I brag, but she remains impassive. I lift my shirt to show her my abs, “See?” “I see. Good job,” she gives me a tiny smile, “You look more upbeat too, even though you say
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“Hey, wake up,” Nico aggressively shakes me, but I groan because I basically just fell asleep after overthinking and hating my life all night, “Let’s go, we have a lot to do today. A lot.” “I don’t wanna go,” I murmur, pushing his hand away, “Deal with it yourself.” “Oh, fuck no, you won’t do this to me again,” he growls and grabs me harder, pulling me all the way up until I’m standing, “You can’t leave everything up to me!” “Yes I can. You have no idea what I went through last night. I don’t want to do shit today. Or ever,” I push him away and throw myself on the mattress again, “Just pay someone to do everything we have to do, that’s what money is for. I seriously can’t even worry about that right now. You’ll understand me one day, when you finally have your heart ripped open by a girl and she shits on it like it’s nothing.” “Farrow,” he growls, “Man, come on… this isn’t fair to me. If you don’t go, I won’t go either.” “Don’t go then. Let’s say we have a roach infestation and h
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{ Farrow } I'm one hair away from completely losing my shit and crashing out. I have no idea how a crash out against Sky would be, but it feels visceral. It feels like I'm just going to blow the fuck up from the inside out and take the whole house with me. I need to get some space. Away from her. I seriously never thought I would ever say that… but I also never thought she would ever tell me I have to watch her fuck someone else. No. No. I can't think about that right now. I’m done. "Where are you going?" She asks when I turn around and start walking upstairs. She's following me, but this is the only time I don't want her near me. I don't want to hear her voice or look at her face or I will explode all over her. Like a dead whale. "I don't know. Away from you," I spit out, heading straight to our bedroom thinking I'll be safe in there, but Sky follows me inside, "Go away. I'm not joking." "Ow, poor Farrow, you couldn't handle even the thought of it? Come on, don't be so resent
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"It's time for you to leave, man. Now," Farrow lets out with a strained voice. I stop touching Cam immediately and take a big step back, but that doesn't stop Farrow from walking up to him until they're nose to nose. Or more like, Farrow's nose to Cam's forehead, "This is me being nice. You should fuck off before I stop being nice." "He was about to leave, we were just saying goodbye," I say, trying to walk closer, but Farrow lifts a hand to stop me and looks at me for just one second. He looks pissed as hell already and if he wants me to move away is because he's totally planning on fighting Cam. And that's exactly why I step closer until I'm almost in between them. Farrow has to grab my arm and pull me away like I'm a flea then keep a hand stretched out to block me. "I’ll leave, Farrow," Cam finally says, but his eyes are guarded, "You don't have to get like this, we're not even together anymore. I just want you to calm down before I leave, okay? There’s no need for this.”
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Just a few minutes later Rocky comes home and I'm finally free to walk away and dwell on my despair. I go to the backyard and I try to connect with my wolf, to see if he wants to take the wheel for the night... he doesn't. He’s still depressed and rejected, dear god. Still, I need a break from reality so I walk to the woods to just stay there, trying my hardest to manage my emotions enough to figure out if I want to have another serious conversation with Sky or if that last night was enough emotional pain for this week. And... what else is there to say? ‘I love you, let’s never fight like that again’? That would mean nothing at this point. She knows I love her, I know she loves me, but love is not enough. Not with resentment thrown in the mix. This feels impossible. And now she's out with that fuckface again. God, I want to fucking kill him. And that's why I'm here. I'll stay here until I know for sure Sky's back home without him, then we'll have another awkward conversation
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I try my hardest to keep my mind busy the rest of the day, but the closer it gets to the time to go home, the more nervous I get. I don’t know what’s going to happen with Sky tonight, we’ve never had a fight like this, one that feels so real and raw. I don’t want to be the one to try to make a joke out of it because it’s not fucking funny. Her words last night really hurt me. Not only that… they really hurt my wolf. So much, it’s fucking scary. I don’t know if it was too evident, but Sky saying she’s not my mate broke my wolf’s heart as though she was down right rejecting him as a mate. He took it damn seriously and his pain didn’t let me sleep at all. I felt broken all night. In more ways than just one. I just feel like I’m not the same man yet and every time it looks like I’m finally taking one step forward, I run like four miles back. When it hits six, I have no option but to leave. I have to drop Henry off first, then have a conversation with his mother whose eyes wander
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{ Farrow } "Hi, buddy... would you mind, I don't know, working?" Nico asks all of a sudden, coming from behind me. I roll my eyes and stop my set, "Because that would be really cool." "I'm not in shape enough to do my regular work," I remind him. My usual work is training the SQ, but I'm not quite there yet physically. I point at the screen in front of us, "I'm researching new techniques and working out so I can implement them soon." "The same old techniques are great, you don't need to constantly come up with new shit. I mean, it's cool but not necessary," he says and turns it off, "I need you at the office with me, doing the boring shit." "Why? That's your thing," I groan, not in the mood for this. Or anything, really, "I'm only at 70 percent of who I was. I need to get back to my 100 percent, man." "Of course, but that's why you have that set up at home, so you can do that there. In here, I would appreciate some help managing this place... I made a mess with the payroll,"
My Ex-Husband Is My Mate Pretending
"Good morning," Bobbie says what feels like five minutes later. I wake up with a gasp and when I see the sunlight, I jump up. I fell asleep deep as hell, "Can I have some of those cookies you made for breakfast?" "No, not for breakfast. They’re for dessert after dinner," I say groggily, giving her a long good morning hug before walking to the kitchen. Alex stays in bed all by himself, "You're going to give this cookies to principal Johnson and say they're from you AND your dad, who feels very sorry about his behavior this past Friday.” "Oh, god, what did Dad do this time?" Bobbie asks, laughing just thinking about him getting in trouble. I start telling her a bit about his fight while I pack the cookies on the container and of course she laughs even harder, "So they used to have beef in school? What if he takes it out on me now?" "I'll fuck him up again," Farrow responds, walking inside the kitchen wearing the same thing he was wearing last night. Loose sweatpants and no shirt.
