AudreyMy stomach twisted into knots into knots at the sight of that peeling paint, that overgrown lawn, those cracked windows letting in the cold late-autumn air.The sight of my childhood home brought back a flood of memories I had tried hard to forget. The house looked even more dilapidated than
“Audrey, I… I’m so sorry you lived like this,” he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to my temple.I turned in his arms, burying my face in his chest.“It wasn’t always like this,” I said softly. “My first home was much nicer than this.”Suddenly, a floorboard creaked. We turned to see my mother stand
Edwin“Anything useful?” Charles leaned over my desk, tossing aside another pile of papers from that dusty box Audrey’s mother had given her—mostly just old report cards and doctor’s notes.I shook my head frustratedly as I shoved aside more papers of my own. “The only ‘birth certificate’ is this,”
I just wanted to protect her, to shield her from any more pain. And when she had come to me earlier, practically ripping my clothes off the second she saw me, I knew that she needed the kind of comfort that only her mate could give her.So I gave it to her. Slow and sweet and long.But as we reached
AudreyAs autumn break approached, I found myself finishing up my midterm exams and preparing for a much-needed week off of classes. The campus buzzed with excitement, students eagerly discussing their plans for the harvest feast.I, however, felt a bit less enthusiastic. Especially after visiting m
Tina’s parents burst out of the house before we could even get out of the car. Her mother, a bubbly woman with Tina’s red hair, immediately engulfed us both in a hug.“Oh, girls! We’re so glad you’re here!” she exclaimed. “Audrey, honey, I’ve heard about… You know. I can’t believe you’re a werewolf!
Audrey“Get out! Get out of my HOUSE!”Tina and I burst out into the cold night air, bags in hand, hearts pounding. Tears streamed down my friend’s face as screams echoed down the quiet street. The peaceful harvest feast had turned into a nightmare in a matter of moments.“And don’t come back!” Tina
“Hey,” I said softly, stroking her hair, “you didn’t ruin anything. We can still have our own harvest feast. Just the two of us. Who needs them anyway?”Tina nodded weakly, and I gave her one last squeeze before pulling away. “I’ll go grab us some snacks from the convenience store. You stay here and
“I think you’re going to change so many lives,” I said to Eliza. “Those kids are so lucky to have you.” Eliza looked down, her cheeks pink. “Thank you, Audrey. Really.” Tina piped up next. “And my LGBT counseling department is finally off the ground! ” She paused, leaning into my mother, who was
Audrey After a long flight, we finally touched down in Italy. The sunlight streaming in through the plane window was a promising golden hue, and just the sight of it made me feel like my heart was about to leap out of my chest. “I might need a nap when we get to the villa,” Edwin yawned, shaking
And as I watched, I felt a hand slip into mine. I glanced up, finding Edwin beside me, his gaze focused on the runway but his approval humming through the bond. My mother stood on my other side, wrapping her arm around my shoulders. A lump rose in my throat, and I couldn’t even speak. None of us c
Audrey Edwin and I emerged from the small room, his hand still resting protectively on my back. The hustle and bustle of last-minute preparations immediately hit us, assistants running back and forth, models being ushered into position, and the soft hum of the audience’s chatter drifting through t
“There’s always time,” I whispered, grabbing the wrist of his free hand and pulling it close to peer at his watch. The movement caused him to topple forward, and he caught himself on his other palm, caging me against the hard wood of the vanity. “But maybe not enough time to waste right now.” Edwi
Audrey Before I could even answer his question, Edwin rushed past me and locked the door. When he turned back to me, he was grinning from ear to ear. The sight of that mischievous look on his face made my breath hitch. Once, it had been like pulling teeth to get the man to smile. And now here he
He didn’t need to tell me twice. I tore into the wrapping paper, revealing a soft red scarf. I could tell immediately that it was handmade—there were more than a few uneven stitches, and the outline was lumpy. It was far from perfect. But I loved it all the more for that. “Goddess, Edwin,” I laugh
Audrey The morning of the show was a frenzy. No, more than a frenzy. It was complete and utter chaos. I spent the entire morning from sunup to noon running endlessly from one end of the venue to the other, desperately trying to make sure every last detail was perfect. The racks were lined with c
“Uh… Yeah,” Malakai said. “Coffee would be nice.” A few minutes later, the three of us sat around the table, steaming cups of pitch black coffee in our hands. I kept it bitter, just in case Malakai was here to stir up more shit. It burned a little going down, but I sipped it anyway. Malakai look