Veronica stopped and then I turned to her. She started to stare at me, very much with those brown eyes of hers, and then the emotions I have kept in all these while started to ooze out of me.“Why did you leave?” she asked, her voice sounding like that of a mother should. Why does she have a way of bringing out the part of me that I didn't want to show anymore? “It hurt...” My voice came out lower than I thought it would, my emotions spilled out. My eyes stung from the pain of drawing back my tears. Veronica knew, she understand and she just nodded caring less about all. I loved that she didn't step back from me, she pulled me in. She didn't care if I was a man pouring out my feeling like mom would constantly mock me of. Veronica liked it better when I let out of my emotions. “It's fine, it's fine...” she patted my back with one hand and then used the other to rub my head. Her hand on my head was soft and I loved the way my jaw went to her shoulder. It was perfect, every thought I
I thought it wouldn't work when he decided to go to the wilderness for reasons he didn't talk about. Still, I told one of his men to help me put the substance in his tea, and gladly, one day, his mind linked me to come over. Alexander scooped me around and almost made love to me in the face of everyone but something was wrong, he kept calling me Becca. TWO WEEKSBECCA: It's been two weeks since we moved into Ezra’s mansion, it's been the best decision as mom and I have been living better. I have been training with Liam and Chelsea doesn't seem to be happy about it. She tried to tackle me a lot of times and tried to make me seem like a bad person but I avoid her as mom had told me to several times. Today, it was pack training again. We didn't have to train in the bushes except the wolves needed to run. I was in my room wearing my tank top and leggings when a knock came on the door. I went to open the door. Behind the door was Patricia standing there looking ready for training.
He turned to me, looking at me as though I was a monster. Yes, I killed his mate. But I have paid for it every single day, and I have regretted it every single time for doing such a thing. However, Ezra seemed to have forgotten that it was because of their curse I awoke my own curse.Collins died, no one felt responsible, I... Only I took the blame. “I won't feel sorry anymore.” I groaned, standing up from where I was. “Don’t you ever touch my mom!” I screamed at him, challenging him, and then he smirked surprised at the confidence that grew in me. “Why? Are you scared I would turn to a monster like you, one who killed my mate?” he asked, scoffing. “No Ezra, I am done. I am done feeling guilty. Vivian was my friend but what about Collins? He died because I broke your curse, the one your mother caused. If it weren't for me, for the sacrifice I made, you would never have found Vivian. No, I am not being proud of myself, and I never will but I am done blaming myself for things tha
I knew it was Ezra’s but I didn't believe it cause the voice was softer. Not as soft or easy but it was lighter than the tone he used on me before. Has he finally forgiven me? “Come on, do what I said,” he commanded as a coach should and I did as told. When I didn't get it right, he came and wrapped his hand around my waist and then held my hand in the right direction and angle. “You should go slow, at first, always. Until you are comfortable with the pain,” he told me and I nodded, doing as told. After one hour of training, Ian came over with bottles of water and then threw one to Ezra before throwing another to me. I drank all of it before sitting on the wall and then resting my back against the wall. The thought of Patricia and Chelsea slipped into my head, I needed to know what they were talking about. As I thought of it, an idea popped into my head. However, I don't think it would work but I am counting on it. “Are you okay?” asked Ian, he placed his hand on my lap. I look
EZRA I took the car out of the pack house to meet my brother. Fiddling with the radio channel I finally found one that had good music on, it was Falling like the stars by James Arthur. My love for music was definitely not from this world. I drove through the forest, and I had to stop when I reached a thick forest. I couldn't shift, I was ready to rip my clothes off. As I walked, I mind-linked him to come closer hence we could meet each other at a spot. After a few minutes of walking and shoving thick branches to the side, I found Reid walking toward me. He was wearing a short and then a t-shirt. He looked the same. “How long has Becca been with you?” He asked, his voice hoarse. Reid rarely uses his hoarse voice, he was the mature one of us all, he stared at me with dagger balls and I smirked. “A couple of days now, Reid,” I answered, moving closer. “But you informed no one about..” “And you? The last time I came over, Reid, I saw what you went to do. I asked you where yo
BECCA: After washing the sweats off my body, I walked down the stairs to prepare myself some food since I hadn't eaten anything good since I woke up. Going down the stairs, I spotted Patricia standing in the way of the kitchen, her back was unto me. She has her golden hair in a bun and wore a short gown which I think was too short since we have unmated rogues in the house. However, thinking about how nakedness wasn't a big deal amidst wolves, I tossed the thoughts off. Making my way into the kitchen, she didn't expect to see me. I was that Chelsea was there too, she had her brown hair in a bun as well and wore a short and sports bra. Ignoring them, I made my way to the fridge to take out some vegetables and rice. “You can't use the cooker.” A voice sounded behind me. I scoffed, not wanting to argue with them. “You two should better shut your mouths, I know your secrets and that means I can tell you out.” I looked at Chelsea whose eyes dropped. She turned and look at Patric
BECCA: The next weeks in the rogue pack house were messy, everyone was busy with one thing and the other. I busied myself with training, Ezra didn't help much but he came over once and told me I was doing great. It meant a lot.Alexander had eaten up my thoughts, I guess being occupied with many people hadn't really made me think about him. The scene with him and Celine had broken my heart so much I didn't want to think much about it. Serving my punches to the tree, Ezra’s scent filled my back. He was coming toward me but then I didn't pause. I was getting better at enduring the pain and I was stronger than I ever thought I'd be. “You’re better.” he looked at him from the back, I turned and saw him holding bunch of papers in his hand. He went to sit at the nearest tree after mine and waited for me to be done. Taking my last punch, I stopped; breathing heavily before going to take my water bottle of water which was beside me. Having done this, I went to take my seat by his side
He squatted in front of me with widened expression. “Oh, my goddess!” he exclaimed yet again. Even the pack warriors with high ranks who sat in front of us on a high chair were doing the same, whispering to each other and looking at me. “You are so huge.” Said Reid. I felt different in my wolf form this day, I didn't know I had become bigger. Was it because of training? I wondered. Everyone seemed to be impressed with my wolf size, I smiled inwardly knowing that was progress. The next round began shortly after we turned to our human form and got dressed. We were supposed to fight each other. Whoever stood last was the victor, everyone was each other’s enemy and you can't trust anyone. The concept of the second round wasn't just about winning, it was about knowing as a warrior no one was your friend, no matter what we didn't have friends. Our mission alone was to protect the Alpha and his Luna. I realized my punches had gotten better, they were strong and defined. I loved how m