Pain. I felt pain all over my body like I had been run over by a speeding truck. Multiple times.I tried to open my eyes, but my lids felt very heavy. I tried to move, but I couldn’t.Taking in a deep breath of air, I slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. I was in a bedroom, but it wasn't mine. The room was dimly lit, with only a sliver of light peeking through the curtains. I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my head, making me wince. I fell back onto the pillow, trying to remember how I got there.As I struggled to recall, a scent wafted through the air, familiar yet distant. My heart skipped a beat as I recognized the smell of Chase's cologne. I tried to sit up again, this time more slowly, and that's when I saw him. He was sitting in a chair beside the bed, his eyes fixed on me with a mixture of guilt and concern.“Easy,” a deep voice said as I tried to sit up.My eyes bulged out of their sockets as I stared at the man that made me feel like I wa
I walked out of the house, feeling like I was leaving a part of myself behind. The tears I had held back in front of Chase now streamed down my face as I made my way to the bus stop. I couldn't believe I had been so blind, so trusting. The man I thought I knew was a stranger, a liar.As I waited for the bus, I couldn't shake off the feeling of betrayal. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of uncertainty, unsure of what was real and what was a lie. I thought about all the moments we had shared, all the laughter, all the whispers of sweet nothings in the dead of night. Was it all a lie?The bus arrived, and I got on, finding a seat at the back. I stared out the window, watching the world go by in a blur. My mind was a jumble of emotions, anger, sadness, and confusion. How could he do this to me? How could he lie to me like that?I thought about all the times he had held me in his arms, all the times he had comforted me at my lowest. Was it all a lie? I felt a pang of sadness, realizing
_Chase’s POV_I stared at the phone, my heart racing with anticipation. It had been days since I last saw Elodie, days since I hurt her with my lies. I couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt, of regret. I had to make it right.Last night, I could hold myself back. It felt like my wolf was going to rip out of me and go in search of her.I had been miserable without her.After seeing her again, even just for a little while, after taking in her scent again, I knew I had to be with her no matter what.Then her parting words, those words struck a chord of realization inside of me that made me realize what I’d been feeling for her all these while.I loved Elodie.I took a deep breath and dialed her number, my fingers trembling with anxiety. The phone rang, and I closed my eyes, praying she would answer."Hello?" her voice was hesitant, unsure."Elodie," I whispered, my voice cracking with emotion.There was a pause, and for a moment, I thought she would hang up. But then she spoke, her voi
I stood frozen, my eyes fixed on the storm brewing before me. My mother's face was a twisted mask of anger, her eyes blazing with a fire that made my heart race. Daniel trailed behind her, his expression a mix of concern and confusion.As they approached, the air seemed to vibrate with tension. I felt Chase's presence behind me, his calm demeanor a stark contrast to the chaos unfolding before us."How dare you come near my daughter?" my mother spat, her voice venomous. She lunged at Chase, but I instinctively stepped between them, my hands raised in a futile attempt to placate her."Mum, stop!" I pleaded, my voice shaking. Her gaze snapped to mine, a whirlwind of emotions swirling in her eyes. For a moment, I saw a glimmer of the mother I once knew, but it was quickly extinguished by her anger."What are you doing here, Elodie?" she hissed, her words dripping with malice. Chase intervened before I could respond."Meredith, please calm down and listen—""I'm not talking to you, imposte
Three weeks had passed since that fateful night. Three weeks since Chase had pushed me away, his eyes cold and distant. Three weeks since my world had shattered into a million pieces.I stood in my bedroom, surrounded by half-packed suitcases and memories. My mother's voice echoed from downstairs, a constant reminder of my impending departure."Elodie, come down! We need to finalize the travel arrangements."I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm brewing inside me. In 24 hours, I'd be on a plane to Tokyo, bound for my aunt's house. A "temporary" solution, my mother called it. A chance for me to "reflect" on my actions.But I knew the truth. I was being exiled.I made my way downstairs, my feet heavy with resignation. My mother stood by the kitchen counter, her eyes still flashing with anger. The same look that had been in her eyes since the night I came back to the house with my head bowed."Elodie, I've booked your flight for tomorrow morning. You'll be staying with Aunt Yumi
_Chase’s POV_I settled into my seat, the soft leather enveloping me as I gazed out the window. The cityscape below grew smaller, fading into the distance as the plane lifted off.My mind wasn't on the view, though. It was consumed by the news that had shattered my world.Alex was gone.My best friend, my brother, my beta, my partner in every sense of the word.The memory of his laughter, his smile, his unwavering loyalty – it all flooded my mind, threatening to drown me.I'd received the call that night, just as Elodie was standing before me, her eyes full of love and concern.I'd pushed her away, unable to process the emotions swirling inside me.Guilt, anger, grief – they'd all tangled together, forming a toxic knot in my chest.His death has knocked me off balance and threatened to tear down everything I ever thought I knew. I hadn’t grieved as hard as I’d done in the past three weeks, and each time it dawned on me that I wouldn’t hear his silly jokes anymore, my world was ripped
I slowly opened my eyes, grogginess clouding my mind. Where was I? The last thing I remembered was walking into the airplane bathroom, and then....Chase.His eyes had been blazing with an out-worldly color, his face twisted in a snarl. He had these inhuman claws had been wrapped around that man’s throat.I sat up, my head spinning. I wasn't on the plane anymore. I was in a luxurious hotel room.Chase sat across from me, his eyes fixed intently on mine. My heart tugged painfully at how breathtaking he looked, reminding me of the void he had created in my heart after pulling it out of my chest and repeatedly stomping on it.He had dark circles around his eyes like he hadn’t slept for days, and his hair was disheveled like he had no care for it, and despite myself, despite the pain I felt, I wanted to wrap my arms around him."Elodie, what were you doing on my jet?" he asked, his voice low and guarded.I rubbed my temples, trying to piece together the events.My head spun. What were the
_Chase’s POV_I caught Elodie as she collapsed, her body limp in my arms. I held her close, feeling her erratic heartbeat against my chest. My own heart was racing, filled with worry and fear."Elodie," I whispered, my voice shaking. I scooped her up, cradling her in my arms, and strode back to the hotel room. The city lights blurred around me, a kaleidoscope of colors that seemed to mock my despair.As I laid her on the bed, I couldn't help but think about the look of horror in her eyes. "You're a monster," she'd said. The words cut deep, but I knew I deserved them. I'd kept my true nature hidden, afraid of losing her. Now, I'd lost her trust, maybe forever.I sat beside her, gently brushing her hair back. She was so fragile, so human. And I'd dragged her into my world, a world of darkness and danger. The weight of my responsibility crushed me.Elodie's face, pale and exhausted, haunted me. I'd seen the fear in her eyes, the revulsion. How could I expect her to understand? To accept