When I open my eyes, I am in a room, laying on a bed. It was dusty and it seemed like it hadn't been used in a while. My whole body ached which wasn’t a surprise given I was thrown right through a windshield.I struggle to get up. It’s when I'm seated against the headboard that I realize my skin wa
She continues. “I was livid but I knew that I needed to think everything through. Come up with a plan to break them up. They then announced that they were going to have a baby. You can’t imagine how much that hurt. I was the one that was supposed to carry his offspring, not Hailey.”“She was his mat
“So you manipulated your own parents into agreeing to mate you to your dead sister’s man, who was still grieving?” I was honestly disgusted.“Pretty much…It wasn’t hard given they were already vulnerable from grief. Everything was going well except for you. I didn’t want you around. I wanted to get
“Impossible!” Valery screams, falling to the ground while clutching her stomach.“Nothing is impossible dear sister, you more than anyone should know that” Hailey sneersValery’s wound was wide open and gushing blood at an alarming rate. She tries getting up but Hailey punches her hard enough that s
Sebastian helps and leads me downstairs. I was nervous and curious at the same time. I didn’t know what to expect or how to even react.It has been a rollercoaster of emotions since I got here. I am still reeling from all that I have found out about my and Claire’s background and also from my own au
I watch them. Study them. The pain was still there from all those years ago. It’s hard to accept all the damage that Valery did in a quest to get a man that wasn’t hers.“Yes. I felt that you were a hypocrite…when you left I kept falling in and out of consciousness from the fatigue and stressful lab
“The grief pushed my recovery back. I had nothing to live for and all I wanted was to die and follow her. Peter relocated us and kept pushing me. Almost two years after everything had happened I was still paralyzed and nowhere near recovering. I remember Peter yelling at, calling me pathetic for all
I was back in the building. Watching as the wolves were being tortured. This time though I was one of them. They kept calling to me. Asking for me to help them. To save them. But how could I when I myself was a prisoner.I watched as they dragged yet another body. Another dead werewolf that I hadn’t