Aniston's POVI stood like a statue just frozen like a popsicle when Stormi came outside and guided me into his car.He drove off, all the while muttering curse words and slamming his hand on the car wheel. He was going too fast too, I should say something but no matter how many times I tried to, I couldn't.I was just frozen….but then I wasn't."Stormi…"My voice trailed off as I suddenly needed to catch my breath. I clutched my heart and I closed my eyes briefly as I tried to get my pounding heart under control."What is it?" Storm asked me but I couldn't even talk. I simply tried to regulate my respiration by breathing in and out from my mouth but it didn't work."Aniston, what is it?" He asked again and stopped the car. He took off his seat belt and came around to the passenger's seat and opened the door.Stormi pulled me out of the car easily but instead of standing I slid to the ground to sit down. My legs were suddenly too weak to carry the rest of my body and if I didn't sit
Aniston's POV I shoved him twice but instead he looked at me and murmured."I am sorry. It must be awfully lonely bearing all that guilt but you are not alone anymore. Come here"I am sorry what?Was he trying to hug me?What the fuck is going on?"No! You are supposed to be disgusted with me not hug me"Stormi shrugged. "I am not disgusted""You are supposed to hate me!" "I don't think I am capable of that, darling" he said softly.I rubbed my face, relief filling me up in an instant."Don't call me that, you are not helping"I murmured and he chuckled."Okay, weirdo" "Now, will you tell me about Nick?" He asked me.I took a lungful of air because for the first time in a long while, I wanted to tell the truth because with Stormi, there was no judgment or abandonment…with Stormi, I can tell the truth and Good lord, how I want to.(Two years earlier)My encounter with Nicholas Ray Morgan left me entirely different in every way that matters. When I stared at him, I got lost in his pe
Aniston's (two years ago) I didn't wait for Anisa to object when I took off. She was my sister after all, if a boy is interested in her then I needed to make peace with that and be happy for her. I didn't see Nick or Anisa for a while as I stayed away to find my inner sisterly love that was capable of snuffing out any atom of feelings for Nick Morgan but I couldn't help imagining Nick's lips on mine. I imagined him running his hand down my hair and whispering to me, how he cares for me. I imagined that I had his child or maybe children. I imagined him telling the whole world that I was his one true love. Even as I planned for supper, I smiled to myself. I left my room in search of my sister. I checked her room but it was empty and I went on my merry way. I was in a hurry to find Anisa and forced her to get down for dinner with our guest when I bumped into Elena, my best friend who is currently engaged to my brother. Elena was dressed in a black elegant gown with black heels. She
Aniston's POV "What? Was that your first kiss or something?" He asked, clearly amused. "Actually, it was and my sister was right. You are a fucking asshole" I stormed off. I found a bathroom and calmed myself down before I went to the dinning hall. I wondered whether people could tell just by looking at me that I had been kissed. correction, senselessly and earth shattering kissed by the devil himself. I wiped my lip with my palm but regretted it immediately. I wanted any part of Nick I can get or do I ? God! The thinking and the questions were driving me crazy. 'Get your head straight, Aniston!"' I whispered to myself. I adjusted my roughed up hair and straightened my dress and made my way to the dinning hall. I almost made it to the hall when I saw him again. He was holding a single rose flower. "Oh look, it's the asshole again" I murmured. He smiled like I just paid him a compliment. "Okay, I deserve that" he moved closer to me. "I obviously would have been more sensit
Aniston's POVEven though I have been awake for a few minutes now, I didn't try to move. I was very still. Anyone in my position would be. Because I was currently lying naked in the arms of the boy I really like and this moment was perfect, it was better than the reality of having to go back to my shitty life, where he might not be my true mate.It is the twenty-first century, most eighteen year old girls weren't virgins but Anisa and I promised each other to wait for love.And I did, I loved Nick and his actions said he loved me too.I watched him closely, especially his mouth. I thought about places that my mouth explored last night and it made me almost turn to crimson red as I blushed.Damn! It was real. Vanessa Aniston Jensen Stillblood is no longer a virgin, I couldn't wait to tell Anisa. I wonder what my life would be like post Nick and his true mate. Will I turn into those clingy women that don't know when to let go or will I sabotage his relationship with his mate any chance
Aniston's POV I looked at the dress I chose to be proclaimed Nick's mate and it was beyond gorgeous. The gown was a pepper red sleeveless that was just the right cut and very fancy, it cost Papa a fortune. I had never worn a designer dress before, Dryer-Red was successful but papa wasn't extravagant. To compliment the dress, I paired it with an expensive black strapless heel.I looked like a paper cut out of a fashion magazine. Even a blind man could see how stunning I looked.I was flawless….every part of me was except my out of control heart.I showed myself to Elena for her professional eyes.She was enchanted just like me."I think you are the most beautiful, elegant soul I have had the opportunity of meeting. And your mate if you find him today will be blown away by your beautiful Ani" Elena complimented me.I didn't tell her, I didn't want to spoil the surprise. "Thank you" I managed a little smile. I was so nervous and had butterflies in my belly.I put my necklace in place
Aniston's POV (present)It was the first time I thought of ending it all. I just remember standing outside my bedroom door with this giant heavy weight on my chest and the thought of going to bed and never waking up again sounded appealing...so appealing that for a moment I imagined standing on the edge of a bridge and just fall to a permanent sleep but that wouldn't be fair to a lot of people.Papa would lose a child, Markle and Anisa a sibling.It didn't seem fair but what about my life or anyone's life was fair.Everyday good people find themselves doing things we never thought we would do, being people we never thought we would turn out to be while assholes like Nick get to live happily ever after. Nothing about this life screams fair and I should be used to it by now but each time life knocks the air out of my lungs and I am left standing outside a mansion reliving the most painful part of my existence, just struggling to catch my breath.I can't breathe. I am struggling and I ca
Aniston's POVStormi and I made it into the mansion. He cradled me like a little frightened girl who couldn't trust her two feet to get her to her destination and I might as well be.I felt drained. Like someone had intentionally sucked out all the energy and all the strength and all the vigor and I was nothing but a husk…a hollow severely damaged husk.I was so God damned exhausted yet I couldn't stop remembering.I guess that's the thing with shoving all your pain and all your hurt into a glass box - once broken it could take forever to fix.And so, I let myself be taken back two years ago. To a time where my future seemed impossible and my zeal for living was severely depleted.Did you know a werewolf can accept his mate in a small ceremony or in the presence of two witnesses but with rejection…God! I am taking a deep breath because thinking about it feels like I am being kicked in my hoochie by a Scandinavian horse.Unlike acceptance, rejection had to be publicized. Yeah, I had