After the second 'vision,' Tyler and I decided I would go to the library the next day to see if I could find anything that might help us with an explanation. Tyler had classes, so he wouldn't be able to join me, but I didn't mind. It gave me an excuse to get out of the house and away from Ryder.In the morning, Tyler dropped me off at the library before heading to his lessons. The library had come to feel like a sort of refuge for me, and I took comfort in the familiarity I felt inside its walls.I spent the entire day poring over books, trying to find any mention of werewolves and visions. The closest I came was an outdated book on werewolf lore, where visions were mentioned as some kind of superpower. But it also mentioned that werewolves only shifted at full moon, which made the whole thing feel like a bunch of crap.By the time Tyler came to pick me up, my eyes were red and tired from reading all day. He looked at me with concern as I got into the car."Any luck?" he asked hopeful
As I walked past him, heading back to my room, he insisted, "Nothing happened with Bailey."I rounded on him furiously. "I don't trust you!" I blurted out, my voice shaking with anger and pain.He began to apologize, to assure me once again that nothing had happened, but I interrupted him. "I'm talking now!" I asserted, my voice hard. "I know why you did it, Ryder. You wanted to hurt me, and congratulations, you succeeded."I could see the shock in his eyes, but I pressed on, unable to stop the words that spewed out of me like a volcanic eruption now. "I never tried to hurt you. You accepted that I had two mates, but then you wanted to pretend that I was only yours. And when that wasn't the case, you turned on me, like I had betrayed you or something. You planned and orchestrated the whole thing with Bailey. It was malicious and vindictive, and your entire aim was to hurt me. How could you do that to me? How am I supposed to believe anything you say now when it's clear that you are so
(Ryder's POV)I was in my studio, editing a track, when the faint sound of urgent knocking rang through the room. I took my headphones off, uncertain as to whether I was maybe imagining things when Katelyn walked in.Her eyes looked wide and panicked and even from across the room I could see that she had been crying."Kate?" I said, my concern for her apparent despite the tumultuous state of our relationship. "Are you okay?"She ignored my question, her red eyes avoiding my gaze. "Listen, I know things between us are a mess," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "and I'm sorry for yelling at you yesterday, but would you be able to give me a ride?"I looked at her, puzzled. Katelyn asking me for a favor was definitely unexpected. I wondered if this wasn't maybe her way of extending an olive branch."Sure," I replied a little apprehensively. "Where do you need to go?"She let out a breath she had been holding and nodded, but ignored my question. "Thank you. I'll meet you at the fron
(Katelyn's POV)The day had started off well enough. I kissed Tyler goodbye as he headed out for his classes, hoping today would be better after a miserable week. My intention was to relax and take it easy, allowing myself a break from all the research and the lingering guilt after blowing up at Ryder the day before.I showered and got dressed for the day when a thought suddenly occurred to me. My period was due. I checked the app on my phone that I used to track my cycle and was horrified to see that I was two days late. I vaguely remembered getting a notification about it, but I had been in the library and shrugged it off, completely preoccupied at the time and then I had subsequently forgotten all about it.Panic gripped me. How could this have happened? I couldn't be pregnant! I was only eighteen! I was basically a kid myself, I couldn't handle the responsibility of being a mother now! Tyler had always used protection... but then it dawned on me. That first time, in the forest. I
As I finished taking the tests, I headed out of the bathroom, carefully setting them all out on the bed as Ryder watched me. I tried not to look at the results just yet, not wanting to get myself into a state when I knew there was a possibility that what they reflected now may not be the actual result. I needed to exercise patience and allow them the necessary time to provide the most accurate results possible, which, under the circumstances, was no easy feat."We have to wait a few minutes," I said, glancing up at Ryder.My heart was pounding so furiously that I worried I might have a heart attack. Ryder watched me with concern as I paced back and forth in the room, my anxiety reaching its peak. This was it. My answers were sitting right there on the bed. All I had to do was wait a few more seconds, then I would allow myself to look and then I could deal with whatever the results were.The alarm I had set on my phone went off, jolting me out of my anxious reverie.I hurried back ove
Ryder and I remained on my bed, both sitting quietly, feeling the awkwardness growing between us. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I got up and began clearing the used pregnancy tests.Ryder watched me, looking like he wanted to say something else, but he never did.When I was done throwing the tests in the trash, I turned to him. "Do you want a cup of coffee or something?" I offered.He hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Coffee sounds good."We headed to the kitchen together, still not saying much to one another. I told him I would make the coffee, so he said thanks and went and took a seat on the other side of the kitchen island, watching me.When the coffee was ready, I went over and handed him his mug, then I leaned against the counter beside him, sipping my own."After the morning I've had, it feels like this coffee needs a little something extra," I joked, attempting to lighten the mood.Ryder chuckled. "I was thinking the same thing."The awkwardness was still there, but we w
I hesitated. I wanted answers, but the experience was jarring every single time and left me feeling uncomfortable."Don't you want to know what it's all about?" Ryder went on, the hint of a challenge in his voice."Obviously I do... but... I dunno, it makes me feel weird," I explained."Yeah, that's no lie, but I think it's kinda worth it. This is pretty amazing. I wonder how it works?" he asked himself out loud.I took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay... I guess," I replied unenthusiastically. "Can we sit on the floor though? Maybe that will help with the falling feeling. It makes me feel kinda sick," I suggested hopefully. It reminded me of that sinking feeling you get in your stomach when something bad happens."Sure," Ryder agreed with an excited smile. "Let's go to the lounge then."We abandoned our coffee mugs, the drinks now all but cold and forgotten, and headed to the lounge. Ryder led the way, his eagerness and enthusiasm not lost on me.Taking a seat on the floor between th
The sensation was different this time. Instead of feeling like I was falling backward through the floor, it felt like I was being sucked through a black hole. It was a tug that seemed to emanate from my chest and pulled me forward violently through space and time. It felt similar to the way the tide seemed to pull at me when Tyler and I stood on the shore, allowing the waves to ebb and flow over our feet, only about a million times more powerful.Suddenly, I found myself in what appeared to be Ryder's bedroom, but the vision was blurry this time, not clear like the others had been. Ryder stood at my side, his image the only thing that was clear and crisp as his hand clutched mine while his chest heaved slightly. Clearly the slip had taken a physical toll on him too."Why's it so blurry?" he asked, looking around the room with confusion.It was kind of like everything was covered by a veil of some sort, or there was a weird layer of frosted glass that separated us from our surroundings