His expression softened when he saw that my intention was not to explicitly hurt his brother, but he still seemed mildly upset."You know that's a terrible idea, right?" he pressed, seemingly still on the defensive."Maybe... I don't want to get into it now though," I said, which was code for, 'I don't want to talk to you about it'.He sighed and wiped his hand over his face with frustration, but he didn't push me for any further details."You'd better let your aunt know that you're staying," he suggested, probably understanding that I might be waiting for quite a while."Good idea. Do you know where I left my phone?" I asked, looking around and feeling where I usually had pockets to tuck it away."Fuck... I think you said you left it in the car. I'll go get it for you," Ryder offered, already heading towards the door.The moment he left I collapsed back on the couch, groaning with self-loathing as I covered my eyes, trying to block out the rest of the world.I kept replaying the mome
At the top of the staircase was a dining area of sorts, which backed onto an open-plan kitchen. My fingers clutched Ryder's desperately as my anxiety levels peaked the further we wandered into what felt like an out-of-bounds area. We walked through a large archway into a cozy room that appeared to be some kind of hybrid between an office and a lounge. There was a large wooden desk and chairs for work, but then there were two well-worn brown leather couches facing a stone fireplace that seemed more for leisure. Ryder's dad sat at the desk while his mom hovered over him, pointing at something on the laptop screen as she squinted. Their focus shifted to us as soon as we stepped into the room. "Ah! Katelyn! How's your arm?" David asked, his voice brimming with concern as Liz straightened up. "I... It's much better, thanks," I hesitated, feeling my stomach twisting in knots. "Don't you two look adorable in your matching outfits," Liz said with a bright smile as her gaze darted betwee
I snuggled into him, glad he seemed to be a little less upset now. After a moment's silence, I piped up, "What exactly happens at a Lunar Eclipse Celebration?" I asked. "You didn't have those in Colorado?" he probed, seemingly surprised. "Well, we did, but I hadn't shifted yet when I attended the last one, and I'm just wondering whether there's anything I should be prepared for," I replied. "And maybe it's different here anyway..." "There's eating, drinking, socializing. Then everyone waits for the eclipse, some people shift, some don't, your preference really. Some like to run through the forest, some don't... Kind of a free for all, really. Of course, my dad will give some kind of speech..." he trailed off. "Sounds pretty standard," I replied with a shrug, recalling similar events from back home. He nodded, looking dejected. Then his eyes drifted up and settled on me as a serious look grew on his face before he added, "And sex. That's obviously also part of the celebration. Mat
We spent the rest of the afternoon casually making out and watching some comedy show on the TV. I somehow even managed to forget about my little slip-up, and things between us seemed good. Better than good actually.Maybe he felt better after airing his grievances during our little argument earlier, maybe it was the fact that I had professed my love for him, or maybe he was just happy he'd have company in his misery at the upcoming Lunar Eclipse Celebration. Whatever it was, he seemed to be more relaxed and calm now and I was grateful for it.The evening wore on, and we ate some snacks in the kitchen while I waited for Tyler to get home, but by 9PM my energy levels were at an all-time low. Ryder noticed my fading energy, "You sure you want to wait up for Tyler? It could be pretty late."I nodded, stubbornly clinging to the idea. "I really need to talk to him," I mumbled, leaning against the kitchen counter, barely keeping my eyes open.He frowned, looking concerned. "You wanna sleep
(Tyler's POV) The clock on my dashboard blazed in bright orange, 1:13 AM as I pulled into the driveway, the quiet hum of the engine cutting through the silence of the night. My muscles ached from the relentless physical training, the kind that drains every ounce of your energy but somehow leaves your mind racing. The house stood like a dark sentinel between the pine trees underneath the ever watchful moon. With a painful groan, I climbed out of my car and made my way to the front door, my steps light as I tried my best not to wake the entire household. The door creaked softly as I slipped inside and the familiar scent of home wrapped around me. My steps were light on the hard floor as I headed down the hallway to my bedroom. With annoyance, I noted that the door to my room was slightly open. Ryder, I thought with a sigh, my irritation flaring. I'd have to talk to him about this again. I hated it when he went into my room when I wasn't home. If he wasn't borrowing my shirts, he was u
Waking up in my own bed, I felt a sense of peace I hadn’t known for days. I was still wearing the clothes Ryder had loaned me the day before and they smelled like him. It only made me miss him more, but it felt like he was with me still in some small way. My sheets were all tangled from where I’d collapsed into them late last night, exhausted but feeling a warm sense of contentment following my conversation with Tyler. It had definitely gone better than I could have hoped and I was feeling good and positive about our relationship again. It was just after 10 AM when I finally stirred, the gray light streaming through the gaps in my curtains that indicated another miserable day, but I couldn't hear any rain at least. I sat up, stretching my stiff limbs, grateful not to have the weight of the cast to burden me anymore, as I reached for my phone which blinked with new messages. One from Tyler and one from Ryder. Tyler: I'm glad I got to see you last night, you made my shitty day infi
I was busy blowdrying my hair when I saw the little blue light blinking on my phone to indicate that I had a new message. Picking my phone up with my left hand, I continued to dry my hair with my right.Tyler's name came up and a surge of excitement coursed through me. He was going to pick me up for our long awaited date in 30 minutes and I sure as fuck wasn't going to be caught in a towel this time around. I opened the message eagerly.Tyler:I'm still in a fucking meeting with the Silverpine Pack. Probably going to be late ☹️ Can't even ask Ryder to pick you up because he's recording. You might have to wait for me, is that okay?I felt disappointment weigh me down for a moment, but then I figured it actually wasn't that bad. It's not like he was canceling, he was just going to be late. He had responsibilities and I knew that when I signed up for this.Turning off the hairdryer I headed to my bedroom door and poked my head out. "Aunt Mara, are you busy?" I asked sweetly.She was sitt
I rang the doorbell and stood under the awning as I waved Aunt Mara off, waiting for someone to let me into the Valentine house. I rang it again, but still no one came. Eventually, I pulled out my phone and called Ryder."Sorry, I know you're recording, but I'm at your front door. Please could you let me in?" I asked, hurriedly, not wanting to disturb him but having no other choice."Coming..." he grumbled before dropping the call.Fuck... I'd obviously interrupted him in the middle of something important. Maybe I should have just waited for Tyler to pick me up, I thought to myself with a frown.I heard the sound of footsteps approaching through the closed door. "Fuck, Kate! You seriously couldn't have picked a worse time," Ryder was muttering on the other side of the door as he unlocked it."I'm sorry!" I called out as the door clicked open. I could see he was annoyed as he swung the door open for me, but then he looked up and saw me. "Holy fuck..."His eyes raked over me and I fel