The way she says that has me wonder what else she has been through. Because with that its pretty clear that she has dealt with more than just mate who rejected her, for whatever reason. I don’t see a single thing not to like and come to love. I also don’t understand how he was able to resist the bond in his chest. Waiting till the morning, then for a reasonable time to come see her was the hardest thing in my life. Well maybe not. Seeing her standing in the door with the surprised look on her face, dressed adorable in her Gryffindor onesie and not grabbing her and kissing her forehead was pretty hard. Then again looking at her sitting on the couch surrounded by pillows blankets with a stuffed Hedwig and some blue alien cartoon looking thing just make me want to wrap up with her. That’s why I didn’t want her to move any of it, it was clear she really felt unhappy about the thought her scent started to turn sour as she went to do it. I love her pour honeysuckle scent fill this space. It almost reminds me of something, its hovers just on the outside of my mind. Just like the distinct thought of not being able to sit on the couch with her, I don’t know why but I know I can’t sit with all her things there without her asking me too. Part of me wanted her to leave it and ask me to join her there. My wolf cryptically telling me it was important to have her ask us. Yet not explaining why. Its like he knows something I do. And even though I tried to ask him he won’t tell me. Annoying asshole.
When its clear she isn’t going to say anymore, and a little uncomfortable I try to keep the conversation going. “So, after the movie what were your plans?” She looks up a bit still not willing to really look at me. I can’t pinpoint what she is feeling right now.
“Embarrassed” Koda my wolf offers.
“Now you want to tell me things?” I say back.
“Shut up, focus on mate.” I mentally roll my eyes.
“Umm this?” She gestures to her couch of practically overflowing with everything she has piled on. It is starting to really bug me that I can’t figure out what looking at it makes me think of.
“Nest” Koda says again. Yeah that is what it kind of looks like but…
“It’s not a nest.” He huffs like I am the idiot and rolls his eyes then just lays down in my mind. “It’s not.” I say firmly.
“You mean hanging out and watching Harry Potter?” Her cheeks turn redder than her hair if that is even possible and shrinks further into stuff like it will protect her. And now that she is embarrassed as been pointed out to me, I can see I just made it worse.
“Yes, now fix.” Koda starts pacing inside of me getting upset as her being upset. She must feel him somehow because she pulls her hood up more and more stuff to her including Hedwig. Her scent also starts to smell burnt she is scared.
Soon as Koda he starts whines and we both start to purr. Which I still don’t understand. But when the sound reaches her, she visibly calms the burnt honeysuckle smell starts to dissipate.
“Y-yeah.” She finally answers.
“Give mate food.” Koda demands. Its not a bad idea. I get up and walk the twenty or so feet to her kitchen. “Sounds fun. Let’s see what you got for movie snack.” There is only three cabinets so when I open the first and see some spices cereal I start to move to another one. When her voice stops me.
“Umm I need to go shopping I only really have cereal right now….” Something in the hesitation in which she says that rubs me wrong. Like its not a lie but not the full truth either. Still, I open the other two cabinets. I see plates in one. And bread in another. Koda and I are both getting more and more upset. But trying not to let it show. I go to move the fridge and she comes out of nowhere to stop me.
“There really is no reason to keep looking. My fridge is messy.” She nods up and down very fast, so fast that when stops, she needs to push her glasses back up her nose. “Yes, very messy. No reason for you to see all my secrets.” She tries and fails to give me an innocent smile.
“You don’t have any food in there do you? And jumping by the empty milk jug on the counter you can’t even have more cereal unless its dry.” I trying to stay calm right now is proving to be very difficult. I watch her swallow hard.
“Umm…”
“Please don’t lie. I will find out.” I couldn’t stand if she lied right now. This is about her health. Her life. The thought of her not having food….she might as well ripped my heart out bald eagle style. She drops her head.
“No, I don’t… I might have like a bottle of water in there.” She sounds so small. So different from the girl who told me off last night. I take a chance putting my hands on her shoulder and pulling me to me slowly. Gently. Giving her time to stop me or object. When she doesn’t, I wrap my arms around her keeping them on her upper back and shoulders as much as I can she it so tiny compared to me. she rests her cheek on my chest, not completely relaxing but at least taking a deep breath.
“Okay, how about I order us a few snacks and when its time for lunch I will order something then.” What I don’t tell her is I’ll be ordering more than some snack. Her kitchen will be full be lunch time. She looks up at me. Still not pulling away.
“You’re going to stay?” She looks confused. I smile at her.
“I can’t skip out on a Potter marathon. No one in their right mind would do that.” She opens and closer her mouth a few times then gives up and nods. I drop my arms to take her over to the couch and wait for her to sit. Then I don’t know why, or what comes over me, but I hand her, her stuffed animals and make sure to cover her up.
“More, everything but her face so she can see.” Koda says and I just do it because it feels right. I pull her hood back up from where it fell when she was nodding her head. And pull the blanket up to her chin. Then pull the air charm so I can see the television, grabbing the remote before I sit and pressing play. Then take out my phone to start ordering her some grocery.
“Can we get butterbeer?” She asks as she melts into the couch, I can’t help but smile at her.
“Of course.” I would give her anything she asked for.
So apparently today the alpha in me can’t be bothered to show herself. I am hundred percent omega today. And well, that was the plan. The whole point of curling up in my makeshift nest was to relax and decompress from everything that happened last night, knowing that I would need to be strong in the coming day to face Jace, and prepared to try and stand up to Alex is he came around again. I let myself fall into that part of my completely because this is or was my safe space. When he showed up, I was already so relaxed into enjoying my omega space that I didn’t have time to pull out. Its tricky being two things. Much of the time it’s a perfect balance. But others it need to be one or the other in order to function. Just like any other werewolf, only they only need to balance time between skin side and fur side. Sometimes the wolf just needs to be free. Sometime my alpha needs to take the reins sometimes the omega. So, that’s what today was about. And you just can’t one-eighty that shit
Jace's WolfI don't understand. Mate has tears in her eyes. Her beautiful hazel eyes that look more gold then green right now. I know she is skidish I also know something the human does not. She is more special than he knows, and He can figure it out himself because right now she doesn't want to tell him for some reason but that is a later problem. The right now problem is that she is going to cry, her scent sours, I need to fix it. What was it she said? No one likes her? I don't understand that I instantly loved her because I know she was made for me. I want to hold her and tell her that. But I can't for two reasons. One it will scare her, and I don't know if she will run. I don't want that."I like you lots. I am sorry little one, my name is Fenrir. I did not mean to upset you." I step just a little closer to her. And while I don't allow myself to get too close, I purr for her to show her that I didn't mean to or want to cause her any distress. I can tell the second she hears it; he
ReneeI know who is at the door before they even knock. I don't know how Alex found me, but I don't want to see him. I am hoping he will smell another male here and leave. So, when he does know I can help but whimper. He can not come in here. I don't even want Fenrir to open the door. I can't rest. He may be able to smell the difference in my scent to what he once knew it was. So, when Fenrir growls towards the door, getting to his feet, I jump up, every ungraceful like. But I am able to get in front of him before he answers the door. I stand with my arms and legs spread out. It works. He stops and gives me an odd look."Please don't answer it." I beg with a whine. I never wanted any of this and if this is my last day I don't want it ruined. Because Alex is if he thinks I am what I am he will take me and claim me without second thought. I don't want that. I will never be free to be who I am around him or my old pack. I can't go back."Do you know who it is?" He asked me. I don't want
As I take a step towards the door, a whimper escapes my throat, a sound I cannot control. I am usually strong, but with the omega's command, I am reduced to this—a mere follower of orders. But just as I am about to step and to reach for the doorknob, a strong arm wraps around my waist, pulling me back into a firm chest. I recognize the scent immediately—it's him. My alpha. NO! I can't think that that, but Jasmine is pushing it trying to make me see this is the truth. I refuse to listen. He holds me close, and I can feel his growl vibrating through his chest. I know he is upset, and I can't help but to start to whine low in my throat. I hate that I've upset him. But then, suddenly, his growl stops, and he starts to purr. He buries his nose in my hair, inhaling my scent, and I can feel his warm breath on my neck. It's comforting and reassuring, and I know he's not truly angry with me. I relax into his embrace, feeling safe and protected. He nuzzles my hair, a possessive gesture, and I
Men are trash, especially Alpha men. Alpha men are at the very bottom of the trash heap covered in even more stinky smelly trash. Yes, I am bitter, I was rejected by my Goddess chosen mate. And why you ask because I am "wolf less and weak."It was bad enough growing up the pack outcast because I was different. I never really cared about the same things they did. I was always different from the other little girls. In elementary school it wasn't so bad. The little girls like the princesses, I was just into them a little bit more, okay a lot more. How cares if I liked to try and dress up like them? And who care's that I felt lucky to have brown hair to match Belle? She is the best, that's the hill I will die on. They would tease me and pull on my ponytail. No big deal. But when middle school came that's where the hair pulling got real. I remember Tracy Maxtor she was the worst. One time I was getting my books and came up behind and pulled so hard some of it came out.But I knew that thin
My eyes widen in surprise as I take in the man standing in front of me. He is tall and muscular, dressed in a perfectly tailored charcoal grey suit that accentuates his strong physique. The shirt he is wearing seems to be painted onto his chest, highlighting every muscle and curve. My gaze travels up to his face, and I am met with a sharp jawline, a straight proud nose, and parted lips that reveal a set of perfectly white teeth. But what catches my attention the most are his blazing green eyes, piercing and intense.For a moment, I am frozen in place, unable to move or speak. It's not just his physical appearance that has me captivated, but there is something else, something deeper that I can't quite explain. And then it hits me like a ton of bricks - he is my second chance mate.The realization is like a jolt of electricity, igniting a spark within me that I have never felt before it wasn't even this bad with Alex my first mate. And I knew him most of my life. Even in hiding his time
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To say I wasn't going to cry would be a lie because I totally am but not sad tears. Oh, no I am so mad I am shaking. Why the make me go through this a second time. He thinks the same as everyone else does. It's not the truth but still, it stings. I busy myself as he stands there in silence, his rejection hanging in the air like a dark cloud. Thankfully, before he can utter those dreaded words, the kitchen becomes a flurry of movement.I briefly see someone start to drag Jace out of the kitchen and a small spark of hope ignites in me. Maybe, just maybe, I can make it through the rest of the night without completely falling apart. No, I refuse to even think that. So, I stomp that shit down. But then, the energy in the room shifts and a powerful growl cut through the noise. Everyone, including myself, freezes in fear."Don't look, don't look," I try to mentally kick myself back into gear, but fail miserably when I feel him standing behind me. Before I can even figure out what is happenin