I stare at Liam's name as my phone rings, and I decide to get back to him when my guilt has died down.
I get up and go straight to the living room, and I find a note from psychic or stalker or whatever his name is. After reading the note about him catching his flight early, I take a quick shower and head to the airport. When I arrive in Seattle, I take a cab to THC club in Tacoma, the club that I hate the most for its high sales of limbicus, but it is the only club that is open during the day. The club is midnight dark, and illuminated by neon lights. There are people dancing, there’s kissing and smoke that is enough to fill the entire city. The smoke makes me cough, and I look around for a place where there is a possibility of not being disturbed. I head to the bar, the staring eyes making me feel like a lamb in a lion’s den. “Hi baby girl. What do you drink?” A large man in a biker’s jacket sits on my right as soon as I sit down. I sigh. I just wanted to be sad and alone, but here I am, with two lions already on the hunt. “Baby girl?” He raises a single eyebrow. “Long Island,” I snap. “We also got weed for you. It’s the best you’ll ever find.” Another guy appears on my left. He is wearing a hoodie, and he has a piercing on his eyebrow. “Dude, you heard the lady. Give her what she wants and put it on my tab.” The biker’s jacket says to the barman. “Coming right up, sir.” "I will pay for my drink," I give the barman the $20 bill. “I will be your weed master.” The hoodie guy says, delicately holding a fancy wrapped weed between his index and middle finger. I shake my head in response. I ignore my two acquaintances who are staring at me, and I take small sips of my cocktail. “Let’s go sit in a more comfortable place. I’m in a VIP section.” The hoody guy grins and points at the place that is separated from the normal club by glass doors. "I'm fine here." I hiss, and he holds his hands up, showing his surrender. When they realize that I have no intention of entertaining them, they leave. I continue drinking as my mom's and sister's words about my selfishness replay in my mind. I’ve always felt like the ugly duckling of the family, and I’ve watched my mom try but struggle to maintain a relationship with me. My brother and sister were always her favourites, the most successful international models. She always said they were following in her footsteps, because she was once 'the beauty of the year' in high school. The more I take sips of the drink, the happier and less anxious I become, until I feel different. This time, I feel like my head is carrying the entire planet, and I struggle to move. I just close my eyes while sitting on the bar stool to regain my composure, but I feel more dizzy. ************** My head feels like it weighs a thousand pounds as I try to raise it from the pillow. I notice the huge bed that I’m lying on, feeling like I'm back at the hotel. Was my trip back to Seattle a dream? “You are finally awake." A voice that is a few feet away gets me startled. “Finally?” I sit up to get a better look at him. He looks up from his laptop. “It has been three days,” he continues typing. “What? Oh! No, no, no. Have you seen my phone, by any chance?” I try to get up, but my body aches. "Why are you looking for your phone?" "I have to speak to Liam." "That's what you are worried about? You are worried about Liam?" His eyes are still focused on his screen, but I notice his grimace. "Why are you getting mad?" “Don’t you want to eat first? Or take a shower?” He closes his laptop and looks in my direction. “No, I’m fine really. Where am I anyway?" "You are at the hospital." "What happened to me? I can't afford this. Why didn't you take me to a normal hospital?" "I paid for it already." He gets up and presses the call button next to me. "Why are you doing this?" "I'm a stalker who is in love with you," he says nonchalantly. "That's very funny. If you were a stalker, you wouldn’t be in love with someone like me." He opens his mouth, but then the nurse walks in. "You are finally awake. Your boyfriend didn't ever want to leave your side," she smiles. "No, no, no." We both say. "Sibling?" "No!" We repeat in unison. "Friends?" "Never. It's complicated. I don't even know his name." I reply to the nurse while glancing at him. "With the way you disagree with each other, I will go along with sibling." The nurse grins and walks out, after telling me that she will call my doctor. “What happened to me?” I ask when the nurse walks out. “Your pulse was weak.” "Thank you for keeping me alive.” "You are welcome," he grins. "Complicated? I thought I was becoming something to you." He continues. "Yes, we are getting married tomorrow." I roll my eyes. "And now that I think about it, you don't know my name." "See? You are a stalker. Was I really at that club? How did you find me?" “Like you said, I am a psychic. You are not going back to that club. Do you hear me?” His jaw tightens. A small part of my memory suddenly returns. “Oh! You are the brother?” I ignore his command. “There’s no need to pretend. There’s no one else in this room right now, or is there?” I look around for dramatic effect. “There’s no one. I mean it. I don’t want to see you near any club ever again. If I do, I swear...” “You swear what!?” I look up at his tall frame. “Are you one of those stubborn people who puts themselves in danger in order to prove nothing at all? What you did was stupid!” “How is it any of your business? I’m fine.” How dare is he? He speaks to me as if I’m a child. “You almost left with two men last night.” “I appreciate you and stuff, but you really need to leave me alone, and I only drank two glasses.” A hint of worry flickers across his face, then he moves a few steps away from me. The door is flung open and Liam throws himself inside the room. "You are finally awake, babe. I have been worried sick. This dufus banned me from coming to your room." He glares at the stalker. "Why?" I glance at the stalker. "To protect you," the stalker protests. "He is my boyfriend." "He is married!" "And you are a stranger." "Why are you still here?" Liam looks in the stalker's direction. "To be here for her," he shrugs. "I need to speak to her alone. These days I can't have some time alone with my girlfriend. You are everywhere." "Leave dude, you can talk to her when she is okay. You are not what she needs right now." He shows Liam the door. "Willow, should I leave?" Liam folds his arms and raises his eyebrows. I look from Liam to the stalker, and I desperately want to say Liam should leave. I must break up with him at some point. "Stalker, get out, please. I need to speak to Liam." "I'm trying to protect you." He murmurs while moving closer to the bed. "From my boyfriend? Come on. I'm sorry, psychic stalker. Please leave, or I'll call the nurses." "That won't be necessary." His face drops. "I'll pay you back in installments for paying my medical bill. Thank you." "I paid him already. I sent the money to his account. Finding the account wasn't easy." Liam interjects. "Thank you babe," I smile at Liam. "This is not over!" He glares at Liam, and glances at me before walking out."What is really going on?" I look into Liam's green eyes. "Nothing babe, just ignore him. He is obsessed with you. Ignore him wherever you see him.""You said you wanted to tell me something." "I just wanted him to leave." He sits on the bed and puts his arm around me. "I haven't washed my body in days." I try to move away from him. "I don't care." He smiles, and kisses my head. Then, once again, I feel conflicted about my feelings for him. "I will pay you back for my medical bill, but in installments," I place my head on his shoulder and I wrap my arm around him."No babe, don't pay me. I just want you to be okay. What really happened? Where were you three nights ago?""Huh?" I ask, even though I heard his question. "Where were you three nights ago?" "I was at the hospital. I heard you came to see me." "Before that, when you were at home in Minnesota."His phone rings and I take a peek. I glare at him as he glances at me."I have to take this," he turns the screen away. "Of
When I wake up, I find myself laying in bed and staring at the ceiling, with the relief that I woke up before my alarm clock rang. I finally pick up my phone and realize that the class will be starting in an hour! I didn’t set an alarm clock, and I should already be in class with Dr. Brown, in order to prepare for the lesson.I yank myself out of bed to take the quickest shower of my life, and I wear the first dress that I set my eyes on, with my heart already drumming as I think of my 15 minutes run to the chemistry lecture room.“I’m sorry I’m late, Doctor Brown,” I say breathlessly as I enter the empty lecture hall twenty minutes before class. “Hello Willow Gordon,” he looks up from the computer with a wide grin. Doctor Brown is the stalker? “Couldn’t my life be any worse?” I freeze on the doorway, and cover my mouth with my hand when I realize that I said it out loud. “Is that a nice thing to say to your new boss?” He raises his eyebrows. “No,” I shake my head. “Did you stu
Liam: Flashback I am holding the head of the dead rogue wolf in my hand, and it is in wolf form with its mouth open and its tongue out. I am welcomed by deafening cheers when I walk through the door of the wooden house, wearing my shorts with my body covered in sweat, dust and bruises that are already healing. "How are you, son?" Beta Duncan, who is my adoptive father, gets up from his seat, and walks towards me, standing taller than usual, and he pats my back with a wide grin that he struggles to hide. I just nod to indicate that I'm okay. I drop the head on the table, in the centre of the meeting house where the elders are gathered, and look I around the elder pack members who are looking back at me with pride on their faces. "If my daughter’s head wasn't filled with ideas about romance, I think the moon goddess would've chosen you for her." Alpha Hunter says with his lips curling up a little. I smile sheepishly, and I feel the pride surging within. "It was my daily ple
When I get to my room, I throw myself on the bed, and I try to cry myself to sleep, but I just cry, and I don't feel sleepy. I get out of bed to go to the THC club again and guilt envelops me. When I get out of the cab, I stand at the gate as I contemplate going in. This is the club that sells limbicus, the drug that killed my brother, but it is the only club that sells alcohol that can make me sleep for days. I decide that I'm going to drink one glass and rush to my dorm room to sleep afterward. “Don’t you dare even think about going in there!” I wince at the sound of the authoritative voice behind me. I turn, even though I know who it is. “You are not my dad, or my brother, or whatever you think you are.” I want to walk in, but I get rooted on the spot. “What are you doing here?” Dr. Brown folds his arms, ignoring my dramatic speech. “I'm doing what everyone does, obviously drinking. Are you stalking me again? You creep. You are my boss, for goodness’ sake.” He smirks, amuse
Leo Liam and I stare at Willow as she walks away. I walk away from Liam to walk after her, but Liam casually jogs, and stands in front of me to block my way. “Stop trying to turn my girl against me, or I’ll...” “Your threats are getting old.” I cut in dismissively, gazing at the corridor where Willow was a few seconds ago. “I can’t wait for the day you regret...” My smart watch buzzes, signalling the ringing of my phone. I grimace when I see Mike’s name, and I wave Liam off before walking back into my apartment to take the call. “Bro,” I say, while I try not to sound too annoyed. “Bro, we’ve run out of stuff. When will you deliver?” “How soon do you need it?” I exhale. “You can send it today. You always make extra.” “Well...” I trail off, wondering if this is a good time to tell him that I want to stop making limbicus. “Don’t tell me you have been slacking off.” His words me out of my train of thoughts. “I'm out of town.” “Really? They said they saw you outside my club,
Leo I use my snout to point at the end of the forest, showing Willow that she should leave, and she eyes me with doubt written on her face. I point again and she glances at Poseidon, Alpha Hunter's wolf, and her heart beats fifty times louder than before.She takes one step forward. The alpha growls and takes a threatening step towards her, while baring his sharp teeth. This causes her to take five steps back, then she runs further into the forest. Fuck! How am I going to fight for myself and protect her at the same time? Alpha follows her, taking slow, menacing steps. She looks back once, then she continues to run. By the time we reach her, we find her climbing a tree. My dad lets out a satisfied groan as he looks up at her, the glint in his eyes making my stomach churn. ‘Only if she knew that we could turn into humans and climb trees as well.’ ‘Are you my real father?' I glare at him. ‘I wish I wasn’t.’ He retorts. ‘I thought as much. You think I’m in love with a girl, and
Willow The big black wolf that protected me runs further into the forest, and he is followed by the other, more scary and bigger black wolf that looks at me like it’s mad that I exist. “Don’t go!” I shout at the wolf which had turned into my friend, but it seems not to hear me, or it probably thinks I’m crazy. I prepare to climb down the tree to go to help my wolf friend. I look down and four wolves walk towards the tree. I freeze, hoping that they won't notice me, but they stand right under the tree that I’m on. I suspected that these wolves could communicate, but now I’m really sure. “I know you guys understand me. I tried to threaten you with fake wolfsbane, but here you are, still fighting.” The female wolf with dark brown fur growls in response, and the other wolves do the same. “I can’t believe I’m arguing with wolves,” I chuckle nervously, and they growl amongst themselves. Where is Liam when I need him to talk to the wolves or to translate? “Liam?” I whisper, as if my
I open the door to create enough space for me to walk out, and as soon as I’m outside, I quickly close the door behind me. Professor Eleanor Malino smiles, showing me her straight white teeth and the warm smile again. I notice her green eyes light up behind her glasses, and I feel myself getting conflicted. My mind tells me she is danger, but my heart tells me I can trust her. “I know what’s going on, Miss Gordon.” She says calmly. “May I come in?” “Well...” I falter. “Students have been complaining about you.” “Did they tell you why?” “The security department was called by students who claim to be afraid of you. That’s all I know for now.” And they sent her for that? Not the security officers? She obviously knows more than she is telling me. I open the door to let her walk in, and I can't help but look at her white floral maxi dress. She is wearing white flip-flops, and her chestnut hair is in a simple ponytail. She also has a white cardigan on, and her whole look seems so h
Willow “Leo, please leave.” I look up at him. My eyes avert to the pencil on the floor. He picks it up and gazes at me. My heart beats faster as his eyes burrow into mine, his face void of emotions. “Leo?” I whisper. His jaw clenches, he exhales, and then opens his mouth as if he is about to say something. Then he walks out. I open my mouth, but I decide against asking if he ate something, or what on Earth is he doing on campus when he is supposed to be recovering? My phone rings as I lock the door to head to my meeting with Jeremy. Jeremy’s name appears as my screen flashes. Jeremy apologetically tells me he has to cancel our plans, informing me he has an emergency meeting with his agent because of his fan meeting. “I’m so sorry, Jeremy. I didn’t mean to get you into trouble.” “You didn’t. I had so much fun. But, why did I risk my career for you?” “You have just said...” “Just in case I’m in trouble,” he interjects. “I know that the cops weren’t happy.” He laughs. “You kno
LeoAfter tossing the entire night, I prepare myself for work in my lab on campus. That’s all I need right now, as much distraction as possible. I feel a growth of my emptiness within. There's Asclepius’ silence, the recently broken mate bond, and Willow’s coldness.It’s a relief that Willow knows what I have done and doesn’t think of me as a saint, but the weight of what I have done still weighs down on my shoulders. Her image of when she was crying and screaming on the floor keeps replaying itself in my mind, causing me to wince.After leaving my car in the parking lot, I head to her dorm room to find her locking up and dressed up in a pretty red dress. She looks up at me, her eyes cold and unwelcoming.“How are you feeling?” I ask her, surprised that my hands are slightly shaking.“I’m okay,” she says dismissively. “What are you doing here?”“You are not okay, you were crying your eyes out yesterday.”“And whose fault is that?” She glowers at me, but gestures for me to get in. “
LeoThe door busts open, letting in about a dozen police officers who throw themselves into my apartment. Their shouts fill my house and three German Shepherds frantically search the area. I watch as three other officers follow the dogs as they move to the sink and away in uncertainty. Two police officers walk to me. I slowly get up, glaring at them before they get to me. How are people going to take me seriously when I look this fucking weak?“What the fuck?” I roar in a low tone, keeping my eyes on them. The rest of the officers are not paying attention. Instead, they search the cupboards, yelling at each other to work faster. “Sir, you are under suspicion.” One officer who looks young, and probably fresh out of the academy, says timidly.“For what?”“Drug creation,” the authoritative brunette lady next to him chimes in. “Sir, we are really going to need you to co-operate. These allegations against you are serious.”“There are other cops in your other apartments. It is said that
“Leo, please give me that,” I hold out my hand. “I’m sorry,” he shakes his head. “I will get you bodyguards if I have to, but I’m not staying.” “You are being unreasonable! You are being a coward.” “Willow, what you are trying to do won’t work. I deserve this.” “Every night before I fell asleep, I imagined myself making a person who created limbicus suffer. When Liam told me it was you, I got so mad, I felt betrayed. I wanted to make you pay.” I blink back the tears. “I never thought I would meet the person who created limbicus and say these words to him, but I want you to forgive yourself. You are a good person, I don’t care what you think.” “How did you buy this?” He wrinkles his nose as he gazes at the packet in his hand. I feel a sting after my ignored speech. “Liam did.” “I thought as much.” He clenches his jaw. “If I go to jail, I think he will set you free. You will be of no use to him.” “Use?” I chuckle awkwardly. “Liam and I started dating before I met you, we didn’t
Willow TW: Mild mention of suicide “Whoa! The hottest TA on campus needs my help?” Jeremy’s still cheerful voice says on the other end. “Jeremy, you are such a flirt,” I force a chuckle. “Only with you.” I force another flirty chuckle. “So, to what do I owe the pleasure?” He asks. “Jeremy...” I hesitate. “I need your help.” “If I help you with whatever you need. What do I get out of it?” “Anything.” “Hmmm... How about a date?” He asks as if the idea has just popped into his mind. “Fine,” I sigh. “A date is okay. We will never ever be together, just to be clear.” “I just want to spend a day talking to you. What do you need, my queen?” “If you said this under normal circumstances, I would be blushing right now,” my lips slightly curl up. “I need you to organize a fan meeting at the location that I will send to you, and it needs to be held right now. Just do something, do some fan signing and stuff.” “Now?”“Two dates?” I plead. “I don’t want to come as desperate to my fan
Willow I walk into Chloe’s hospital room, half expecting her to be asleep, but I find her sitting up, her eyes focused on her phone. “Chloe!” I throw myself in bed next to her and hold her in a tight hug. “Are you my sister?” She places her palm on my forehead. “Are you okay?” “I’m fine,” I chuckle. “I’m glad,” she grins. “Willow, Leo loves you. He can’t even hide it, everyone can see it. His protectiveness, the way he looks at you, and how his eyes light up when you are around.” “He’s supposed to be your man,” I frown in confusion. “We both know he would do anything for you,” she shrugs. “Because he feels guilty. Please don’t make me change my mind.” “Guilty of what? Change your mind about what?” “Chloe, Leo is not the person we thought he was.” “What did he do? Does he have something to do with your kidnapping?” She asks. “No, it’s something else. We had a fight.”“People have fights all the time, I want you to think about it. I'm not asking you to marry him, I just want
I freeze in the middle of the living area, begging my frozen brain to think of an explanation, while trying to keep my eyes away from the sideboard. The room gets quiet gain, and I exhale when I realize that it was a false alarm. “I’m doing this for Marcel,” I whisper to myself to get rid of my guilt. “You still here,” he sighs when he finds me in the kitchen, dishing up for him. “There’s no need to be rude, I just want to ensure that you eat.” I glance at him, in his black pajamas, his almost dry hair tousled, and my senses get bewitched by his scent, which smells like a mixture of wood, leather, citrus and something sweet. “You smell good,” I blurt out. “It’s not too strong, but it’s...I don’t know how to describe it.” “Thanks?” He smiles weakly. “It’s just a lotion. Willow, I told you to keep your distance. I don’t want to put your life in danger again.” He sits on the barstool, and I hand the plate to him. “Luckily, my life is not in danger. Mike is not all that bad.” “He
Willow “What are you girls doing? Why is Chloe not taking my calls? Am I interrupting your girl time?” My mom’s call wakes me up. “No, Chloe is probably asleep.” I try to ensure that she doesn’t sense my confusion. “Probably? I thought that your dorm had only one bedroom.” “We decided to sleep at a hotel. Didn’t she tell you that?” “No! She just told me that she is out of the hospital and you two decided to spend some time together. I wanted to come.” I chuckle in realization. “She’s okay, mom. I’m glad that the two of you patched things up.” “Me too,” she sighs. “You girls are all I have.” “And you are all we have. I have to go, we’ll call you later.” “Just forget to eat healthy food.” “Forget?” I laugh. “Don’t forget,” she titters, making me laugh more. “I love you,” she says. “We love you too.” I take a quick shower, and I prepare myself for what is probably going to be a long day ahead. I grab a cloth and delicately pick up the 1 kg pack of limbicus from Liam wrapped
Leo “No!” I take a deep breath. “I’ve had it with people using Willow to get what they want from me. I won’t allow, I won’t allow...” This damn pain! "Professor Brown," nurse Marie nods as she passes and I nod back. “If you don’t do it, I’m going to make her go insane, slowly.” He stares into my soul, his jaw clenched and his green eyes gleaming with fury. “I’m going to make her lose confidence in herself, and you can’t tell her my plan or I will reveal your little limbicus secret.” He continues. “You petty bustard!” I manage to string up a sentence between breaths. “Let her go! She needs to move on, to find someone better. Don't involve her in our fights.” “Why do I get the feeling that, that someone is you?” He titters. “I wonder how Alpha Hunter would react to this. His son is in love with a human.” “Don’t, don’t mention that monster!” “That monster is a father figure to me, and he is going to make me an alpha.” “I would die before I let that happen!” “Fine by me. At least