You know I love a good shower chapter, lol.
Nivia’s povAnd there he goes again being a fucking dreamboat of a man…But I don’t trust it!‘You enjoyed it, though….’ Gwyn sounded weaker than normal, and I hated that I had to keep her like this to ensure my ankle would heal properly.‘It’s fine,’ Gwyn reassured me. ‘What did I miss while I was gone?’My wolf was able to peek through my memories; we literally share a mind, so she knew exactly what happened yesterday and the night before.She knew how angry I was at Ford and how I had held back from yelling at home, knowing there was no point. But she wanted to talk about it all and convince me it wasn't so bad.It’s why I was quiet yesterday instead of getting angry at Ford for being such a dick to his kids.And the sad thing is… I think Ford is actually nicer to me because of it.‘Why is that sad? It makes sense he is nicer when you two don’t argue that much?’ Gwyn asked.I sighed, ‘because it means we’re not meant to be. It means he would never like the real me.’‘You’re jumping
Ford’s pov “As the alpha of this pack, I do not like to be surprised by unannounced guests,” I started the meeting. “They’ve been our allies for centuries, Alpha Rutherford; you of all people must know that.” I wanted to tear the head off the old pillock but refrained from doing so for now. “That may be so; however, one does not invite a guest to stay here without my authorisation first.” “Alpha Fletcher seemed to think you were old friends,” the other decrepit council member started. “He is mistaken.” I simply stated. “I barely know the man, and with the arrival of my mate, the timing of this visit does not seem wise. She has yet to grow accustomed to our ways.” “It’s precisely why now is perfect,” Walter replied. “Your mate should see we have just as many allies as the Iron River pack and that you’re seen as a reliable partner, -“ I did not let the fool finish, “how many people is he bringing?” “Well, the alpha, of course, then security and a few, -“ It pleased me to interru
Nivia’s povI haven’t been carried like this since I was a child. Being this close to Ford surrounds me with his scent, but beneath that delicious scent lies something else.Fear.Ford is scared of that alpha Fletcher guy, and despite everything, I still can’t seem to stop myself from feeling protective of my mate.It’s funny, really. He’s so arrogant and sure of himself, so unwilling to compromise, yet he lets the council walk all over him. Will it be the same with Fletcher? Or will I finally see the dangerous side of him I’ve been hearing about?People fear Ford, and it’s not just because he knows how to insult people well. You don’t get a reputation like he does without earning it.Even inside his pack, people seem to fear him. Which isn’t a good thing in my opinion.I scratched his neck without thinking, hoping to take away some of that fear and replace it with comfort.Since I needed time to find out more about this pack’s finances, I might as well help out Ford while Fletcher vis
Ford’s povI am unwavering in my commitment to honour my word. And I have given Nivia my word not to cross her boundaries, although it’s becoming increasingly difficult to adhere to my promise.I had not seen the mate bond in action while I was growing up. I had not encountered what it looked like when two mates feel the need to take care of each other.My mother never had that type of bond.Even without love, there is this constant need in my body to be near Nivia, to touch her, to care for her. This instinct to provide and nurture my mate is almost similar to the one one feels for their pup, only in a different manner.I want my children to be safe, content and capable human beings. Yet I feel comfortable leaving them in the hands of those I trust.The thought of Nivia always lingers in the back of my mind, like an unscratchable itch. The longer we don’t mate, the stronger it becomes.I must have her. I must see her come undone by my touch. I must mark her and claim her as mine.Does
Nivia’s pov“Luna Nivia, to what do I owe this pleasure? I thought we weren’t scheduled to meet until later this week.” The packdoctor asked.I had stayed in the bathroom trying to come up with a plan after that disaster last night.It all started with Ford having a nightmare about Fletcher. He might deny it and pretend he doesn’t remember, but while he was flailing around like a madman, he yelled out Fletcher's name.It was sad, really. Ford looked so scared, and he was practically begging Fletcher to let him go.Maybe that’s why I didn’t move away immediately after he woke up.‘Sure, keep telling yourself that… Is it also why you started rubbing yourself against him?’ Gwyn said.It’s dry humping, basically what I did. What we did. And it’s crazy to think I did that. It’s not like me at all!I’m a fucking virgin, for crying out loud!Which I’m not telling Ford, because he’ll either mock me or see it as a challenge.‘Are you pretending it didn’t feel good?’ Gwyn asked.‘No! It felt ama
Ford’s pov Bullocks! I am not an emotional man. I try to make every decision based on logic and rules. A tight schedule, routine, and order are what I need in life. Even when I have taken a life, I have done so because there was a valid reason for it. When someone insults their alpha, they sow doubt in the minds of the other pack members. It’s for my benefit and for the benefit of the pack if some people are no longer alive. ‘But you enjoy it…’ Callum said. There is a side of me that revels in the carnage and violence. I have a temper that I can usually control. Yet since meeting Nivia, my control had begun to waver. My decorum, my self-control – it feels as if she’s pulled at a loose thread, and it can all unravel if I don’t keep a close leash on myself. Yet when I found out Nivia went to the doctor behind my back, I could not curb my frustration. It feels unfair to take something from me that mattered. I've become accustomed to our daily shower routine. You cannot alter this
Nivia's pov“You…” He growled lowly.I did not want to turn around, recognizing the voice of the person I had grown to hate over the past few months.The whole evening I had searched for this delicious scent of burned wood and marshmallow. It’s a scent that isn’t just delicious, but there are memories tied to it. Memories of having smores with my great grandparents and my grandparents.Memories of them sharing laughs and drinks around the fireplaces while I listened to their stories.My favourites were the love stories, and second came the ones of war.While war isn’t something to celebrate, they told their stories in such a way that made the fighting almost sound romantic. They weren’t just fighting to protect themselves, but those they loved.I had the privilege of never having personally witnessed a war.My parents had made alliances and deals to make sure our kind wasn’t destroying each other over different world views or territory disclaims.It wasn’t always easy, and there were
Nivia’s pov“You are fucking nuts, Krullebol. You can’t be serious.” Dad said, staring at my mom in disbelief.“Do you trust the Moon Goddess?” Mom asked, and dad sighed before confirming he did.“So, why do you think she paired these two wrong, then? You don’t even know the guy, and neither does Nivia.” Mom said, looking at me and dad.“I’m going to ask Ash to join us; maybe your dad can talk some fucking sense into you.” Dad replied.“Snitch. And no, you will not. Storm, it’s not your choice; it’s our daughter’s. And I think it’s worth considering that they might be right for each other.”“He’d almost twice her age! He’s fucking old, krullebol.”“You’re older than me by nine years, old man. So don’t fucking start with that. You just don’t like him.”“I don’t like him either, by the way.” I chimed in.“See…” Dad said. I have always been a daddy’s girl, and he knows it. I guess that’s why he’s having a hard time letting go, and for once I am not complaining.Mom sighed, “I just think
Ford’s pov Bullocks! I am not an emotional man. I try to make every decision based on logic and rules. A tight schedule, routine, and order are what I need in life. Even when I have taken a life, I have done so because there was a valid reason for it. When someone insults their alpha, they sow doubt in the minds of the other pack members. It’s for my benefit and for the benefit of the pack if some people are no longer alive. ‘But you enjoy it…’ Callum said. There is a side of me that revels in the carnage and violence. I have a temper that I can usually control. Yet since meeting Nivia, my control had begun to waver. My decorum, my self-control – it feels as if she’s pulled at a loose thread, and it can all unravel if I don’t keep a close leash on myself. Yet when I found out Nivia went to the doctor behind my back, I could not curb my frustration. It feels unfair to take something from me that mattered. I've become accustomed to our daily shower routine. You cannot alter this
Nivia’s pov“Luna Nivia, to what do I owe this pleasure? I thought we weren’t scheduled to meet until later this week.” The packdoctor asked.I had stayed in the bathroom trying to come up with a plan after that disaster last night.It all started with Ford having a nightmare about Fletcher. He might deny it and pretend he doesn’t remember, but while he was flailing around like a madman, he yelled out Fletcher's name.It was sad, really. Ford looked so scared, and he was practically begging Fletcher to let him go.Maybe that’s why I didn’t move away immediately after he woke up.‘Sure, keep telling yourself that… Is it also why you started rubbing yourself against him?’ Gwyn said.It’s dry humping, basically what I did. What we did. And it’s crazy to think I did that. It’s not like me at all!I’m a fucking virgin, for crying out loud!Which I’m not telling Ford, because he’ll either mock me or see it as a challenge.‘Are you pretending it didn’t feel good?’ Gwyn asked.‘No! It felt ama
Ford’s povI am unwavering in my commitment to honour my word. And I have given Nivia my word not to cross her boundaries, although it’s becoming increasingly difficult to adhere to my promise.I had not seen the mate bond in action while I was growing up. I had not encountered what it looked like when two mates feel the need to take care of each other.My mother never had that type of bond.Even without love, there is this constant need in my body to be near Nivia, to touch her, to care for her. This instinct to provide and nurture my mate is almost similar to the one one feels for their pup, only in a different manner.I want my children to be safe, content and capable human beings. Yet I feel comfortable leaving them in the hands of those I trust.The thought of Nivia always lingers in the back of my mind, like an unscratchable itch. The longer we don’t mate, the stronger it becomes.I must have her. I must see her come undone by my touch. I must mark her and claim her as mine.Does
Nivia’s povI haven’t been carried like this since I was a child. Being this close to Ford surrounds me with his scent, but beneath that delicious scent lies something else.Fear.Ford is scared of that alpha Fletcher guy, and despite everything, I still can’t seem to stop myself from feeling protective of my mate.It’s funny, really. He’s so arrogant and sure of himself, so unwilling to compromise, yet he lets the council walk all over him. Will it be the same with Fletcher? Or will I finally see the dangerous side of him I’ve been hearing about?People fear Ford, and it’s not just because he knows how to insult people well. You don’t get a reputation like he does without earning it.Even inside his pack, people seem to fear him. Which isn’t a good thing in my opinion.I scratched his neck without thinking, hoping to take away some of that fear and replace it with comfort.Since I needed time to find out more about this pack’s finances, I might as well help out Ford while Fletcher vis
Ford’s pov “As the alpha of this pack, I do not like to be surprised by unannounced guests,” I started the meeting. “They’ve been our allies for centuries, Alpha Rutherford; you of all people must know that.” I wanted to tear the head off the old pillock but refrained from doing so for now. “That may be so; however, one does not invite a guest to stay here without my authorisation first.” “Alpha Fletcher seemed to think you were old friends,” the other decrepit council member started. “He is mistaken.” I simply stated. “I barely know the man, and with the arrival of my mate, the timing of this visit does not seem wise. She has yet to grow accustomed to our ways.” “It’s precisely why now is perfect,” Walter replied. “Your mate should see we have just as many allies as the Iron River pack and that you’re seen as a reliable partner, -“ I did not let the fool finish, “how many people is he bringing?” “Well, the alpha, of course, then security and a few, -“ It pleased me to interru
Nivia’s povAnd there he goes again being a fucking dreamboat of a man…But I don’t trust it!‘You enjoyed it, though….’ Gwyn sounded weaker than normal, and I hated that I had to keep her like this to ensure my ankle would heal properly.‘It’s fine,’ Gwyn reassured me. ‘What did I miss while I was gone?’My wolf was able to peek through my memories; we literally share a mind, so she knew exactly what happened yesterday and the night before.She knew how angry I was at Ford and how I had held back from yelling at home, knowing there was no point. But she wanted to talk about it all and convince me it wasn't so bad.It’s why I was quiet yesterday instead of getting angry at Ford for being such a dick to his kids.And the sad thing is… I think Ford is actually nicer to me because of it.‘Why is that sad? It makes sense he is nicer when you two don’t argue that much?’ Gwyn asked.I sighed, ‘because it means we’re not meant to be. It means he would never like the real me.’‘You’re jumping
Ford’s pov“They did what?!” Samuel is the only one who is allowed to see my outburst.He has been ignoring me most of the day, which does not bother me. I find it petulant behaviour, but if he must continue with this nonsense, then he will.At the end of the day, when I was busy rounding everything off, Samuel came into my office with an expression I could not decipher.It almost appeared to be pity. However, what reason could my beta have to pity me?My first thought was of Nivia. Perhaps something had happened to her, but I had given Viola clear instructions to check on my mate every hour and to keep me updated.Unlike the doctor, Viola did give me brief updates throughout the day.Nivia was asleep most of the time; she had eaten lunch and seemed to be fine.“What is it?” I asked impatiently.“Um, the council has invited Alpha Fletcher of the Wind, -“I stopped my beta from speaking further: “I am fully aware of which pack Fletcher is the sodding alpha of.”I had avoided speaking to
Nivia’s povCan this dumb mate of mine be anymore fucking clueless?He’s smart; I mean, his words show he has some intelligence. But emotionally? He’s like a fucking toddler.No, even his daughter is emotionally smarter than this dipshit who is now pushing me home in my wheelchair.The wheelchair is temporary, thank the Goddess. I can’t imagine having to rely on my mate to go around all day.The nurses said I should take it easy today, but starting tomorrow I can try using crutches, and then it should take about a week until I get a walking cast.Gwen is slowly coming back; I can feel her, but I can’t hear her yet.She’d probably scold me for telling Sam and Sarah so much, but there is so much I left out! I didn’t tell them about the nosebleed or the council bullshit.Marley is right; I do curse more when I’m angry.“Do you wish to unwind at home?” My stupid mate asked me.How could he not feel bad?I felt so embarrassed. Grandma Leia always says if someone shows you who they are, beli
Ford’s povWhen I awakened, I realised I was running. It took me a second to come to terms with the fact my wolf had hijacked my body and had shifted in my sleep.‘Are you mad?!’ I growled at my wolf as I forced him to cease his movement. ‘How dare you take advantage of my sleeping state to, -‘My wolf interrupted me, ‘our mate.’Nivia. What was the matter with Nivia?‘She didn’t return home,’ Callum said, ‘I stayed awake all night, trying to hear her come in.’I continued running until we reached the hospital.The doctor would check to see if my mate needed surgery. I assumed if that was the case, someone would have informed me.If she didn’t require surgery, she would have been sent home.Perhaps I could have suggested she call so I could inform someone to fetch her a ride.‘You should have offered to give her a ride back yoursel