I stood outside the changing rooms, waiting for the others to get changed, and decided to check in with my mother. She was really enjoying her work and was getting along great with her new colleagues. She wouldn’t be back until 7 pm so she asked me to make dinner. I agreed, happy to help her out, excited to tell her how things went for me.
Ben was the first one out, heading straight to me. As soon as he reached me, and the moment Grace walked out of the changing rooms, I felt my hair get yanked backwards and being slammed into the ground, hard. My eyes watered from the impact, head throbbing after it connected with the hard floor. I jumped up, having to catch myself as I felt a little dizzy and spun around, and I was honestly not surprised at who I found behind me.
Marissa was fuming, I could almost imagine steam coming out of her ears.
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Walking into the flat, I saw everyone sitting in the living room, chatting and laughing. My mom turned and smiled at me, getting up to give me a hug. “What did the Alpha want?” she asked, being nosey. “He just wanted to tell me to contact him directly, if anything like this happened again,” I told her, pointing to my head. “Wait, as in mind link him?” Grace quizzed. “Yeah, that’s what he said,” I replied. “Literally nobody is allowed to mind link him directly. Well unless you are one of the Patrol officers, commanders or Beta Matthias, that is,” Ben stated, shocked. “I think it’s because I’m new? And he knows the situation mom and I have come from,” I explained.
I needed to have a quick shower, especially after the state I was in when I woke up and I needed to cool myself off. My body feeling hot. I jumped up off the bed and started to make my way to the bathroom, but I stopped and glanced out the window. He wasn’t there this morning. Feeling a little dejected, I padded into the bathroom and turned the water on. Once I was done, I dressed in legging and my long grey hoodie and slipped on my socks and shoes. I walked into the kitchen, finding a small note on the fridge from my mom. I had to leave early this morning, I should be back by 5 pm, but you go out and have fun, make sure to call me if you need anything! Love mom x x Smiling to myself, I grabbed a granola bar
Getting changed for training was a little awkward. The girls in the changing room were constantly glancing at me, but I managed. “Damn girl!” Dani whistled, “look at those curves!” I flushed beetroot red at her compliment. My leggings fit comfortably, but they really accentuated my curvaceousness. And my top, well it pushed my breasts up slightly, they were a little larger than. I was a little curvier than most, and a few people had told me that I should be proud of my body, but I had such a lack of self-confidence, making me feel uncomfortable with compliments about how I looked. I wasn’t worthy of them. I offered her an uncertain smile at her compliment and pulled my loose vest over my head. I yanked my hair back into a ponytail and tucked the little wispy bits behind my ears.
I couldn’t believe a month had passed already. For an entire month, my mother and I have been safe and protected. I would never have been able to believe that this could be real, would never have known that we could be cared for, not until it truly happened to us. I would not have had enough brainpower to imagine all these people around us. Thankfully over the course of the month, the rumours that had been spread about me had died down and no one seemed to be paying them any mind anymore. Marissa had backed off, but most certainly had not backed down. I knew she was planning something but for the first time in a very long time, I wasn’t scared of facing it alone. I had my friends, my amazing, supportive, sassy and hilarious friends to back me up and support me. And I do the same when they need me. We all spent so much time together, enjoying life and having fun. I haven't been so happy in many years and I
Waking up on Saturday morning, I listened to the sound of the wind, whistling through the blooming leaves and the bare branches, winding its way through the town. Two days' worth of massive April storms were heading our way, heavy rain, gale-force winds. The spring always seemed to bring with it some of the most intense storms. It was going to be a bad one and we were told we would need to bunker down. The town was making preparations to protect their homes and other buildings, just as a precaution and all activities were put on hold until after the storms had passed. There was something else brewing, and it was going to hit sooner than we thought. My old pack had been trying to cross the border for two weeks. They had been causing trouble with the patrols assigned there, attacking them, trying to find a way through. No one knew why they were beginning to cau
I followed after Alpha James, as he led me out into the ferocious wind again and towards the line of trees. The wind died down slightly once we stepped into the forest and were surrounded and sheltered by the thick trunks of the trees. He led me further and further away from the packhouse, deeper into the forest. The sunlight filtering through the clouds, turned grey, deepening some of the shadows. We had walked for about half an hour in near silence, the occasional sound of twigs snapping underfoot, or the wind winding through the trees, or even some small animals scattering about in the undergrowth, were the only sounds. Where was he taking me? “You’re not planning on murdering me out here right?” I asked jokingly, but still nervous. This made him laugh, a de
I have no idea how long we had been there, in that cocoon, kissing, but it had begun to darken. The almost black storm clouds had rolled in, threatening rain, the wind had picked up and the temperature had dropped further. I kissed him one last time and pulled away slightly, leaning my forehead against his chest, breathing in his scent, the scent that kept pulling me back in over and over again. “We should head back,” I sighed, leaning back and looking at him, “the storm looks like it's going to hit and soon.” “I know,” he agreed, “come on.” he urged, standing up and pulling me with him. I picked up the cushions and he took the blankets, both of us placing them in the chest and locking it. He turned and began walking through the clearing heading to the path we used earlier and I followed closely behind him, dodgi
He had been gone for a few hours and I didn’t know what to do. My mind was working through what to say to him, how to tell him about what had happened to me and with my brain moving at a mile a minute, I didn’t know what to do with the rest of me. I eventually decided to have a hot shower, to wash out the twigs and leaves that were inevitably in my hair and to warm myself. I walked to the closet, looking to see if there was anything I could change into, but only found a large dressing gown. I took it out and padded to the bathroom attached to the room. Taking my clothes off, I placed them carefully on the counter in front of the mirror wall. I stood there, naked, looking at my reflection, staring at the scars on my legs and remembering, with immense detail, what happened that day, what happened after. Shaking my head, trying to clear the memory from my mind, I hopped into the steaming shower, ignoring the
Hi everyone!Firstly, I want to sincerely apologise to all of you for not updating the story at all the past 9 months-ish. I have been in and out of hospital for the past year, after suffering with chronic pancreatitis and some other health problems. I haven't had any energy or brainpower to do any writing while I was in hospital or even the times i was discharged but, I have been discharged for the 10th time now, but I'm feeling much better than the last few times I was discharged. I am going to start writing some chapters, hopefully this week, and try to get my head back into the book and the writing. I am then going to start putting out updates again. I don't want to put a time limit or due date on this as I can only be productive when I'm not in any pain.Hopefully, you guys can forgive me. And thank you all for being understanding and so unbelievably kind about the book
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We eventually decided to get up and get dressed for the day, having spent a couple of hours locked in each other's arms unable to stop kissing. James ended up getting me a jumper of his from his wardrobe, as mine was still damp from the crying I did the night before. It was grey, soft and so warm, it also smelled strongly of his scent.With the storm having passed sooner than we thought, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake, we decided to head into the town and see if we could help anyone. Trees were down all over the place, branches and sticks scattered over nearly every inch of the ground. Walking towards the centre, I could see that a couple of houses that were the closest to the forest's edge, were smashed. A tree had landed across them, shattering through the roof, breaking the walls on the upper floors and smashing the windows.James and I both head
I fell asleep on that sofa, feeling safe in his arms and having one of the most peaceful nights of sleep I had ever had. I didn’t dream and I did not wake until the morning. The sound of bird songs was the first thing I heard and the feeling of warm sunlight that came through the gap in the curtain. There was no more rain, no sound of howling wind, it was quiet and almost tranquil.When I opened my eyes, immediately began to panic. This was not my room, not the room I was supposed to stay in and not the living room where I had fallen asleep. Was it wall a dream? Did I imagine it all? These thoughts slammed into me one second and disappeared the moment I felt an arm constrict around me. Slowly, carefully I turned my head, hoping I did not wake the man sleeping beside me.His face was so serene, his dark eyelashes brushed against the tops of his cheeks, fli
I couldn’t believe it. Was this some kind of trick?“Our mate, we found him!” Atonia was overjoyed, her excitement almost overpowering my thoughts.Was it luck that, when we ran away, we ended up in the same pack as my mate, my soul intended? I would never have found him if we hadn’t run away, if we hadn’t come here.I looked up at James, he was watching me, completely calm and not shocked at all at this discovery. He should be shocked, or at least a little bit surprised, maybe even freaking out like I was. But he wasn’t, he was calm and collected, just sitting there, watching me. Confused, I jumped up from the sofa and strode over to the balcony doors. I stood there, looking out into the dark, starless night, not really seeing
He had been gone for a few hours and I didn’t know what to do. My mind was working through what to say to him, how to tell him about what had happened to me and with my brain moving at a mile a minute, I didn’t know what to do with the rest of me. I eventually decided to have a hot shower, to wash out the twigs and leaves that were inevitably in my hair and to warm myself. I walked to the closet, looking to see if there was anything I could change into, but only found a large dressing gown. I took it out and padded to the bathroom attached to the room. Taking my clothes off, I placed them carefully on the counter in front of the mirror wall. I stood there, naked, looking at my reflection, staring at the scars on my legs and remembering, with immense detail, what happened that day, what happened after. Shaking my head, trying to clear the memory from my mind, I hopped into the steaming shower, ignoring the
I have no idea how long we had been there, in that cocoon, kissing, but it had begun to darken. The almost black storm clouds had rolled in, threatening rain, the wind had picked up and the temperature had dropped further. I kissed him one last time and pulled away slightly, leaning my forehead against his chest, breathing in his scent, the scent that kept pulling me back in over and over again. “We should head back,” I sighed, leaning back and looking at him, “the storm looks like it's going to hit and soon.” “I know,” he agreed, “come on.” he urged, standing up and pulling me with him. I picked up the cushions and he took the blankets, both of us placing them in the chest and locking it. He turned and began walking through the clearing heading to the path we used earlier and I followed closely behind him, dodgi
I followed after Alpha James, as he led me out into the ferocious wind again and towards the line of trees. The wind died down slightly once we stepped into the forest and were surrounded and sheltered by the thick trunks of the trees. He led me further and further away from the packhouse, deeper into the forest. The sunlight filtering through the clouds, turned grey, deepening some of the shadows. We had walked for about half an hour in near silence, the occasional sound of twigs snapping underfoot, or the wind winding through the trees, or even some small animals scattering about in the undergrowth, were the only sounds. Where was he taking me? “You’re not planning on murdering me out here right?” I asked jokingly, but still nervous. This made him laugh, a de
Waking up on Saturday morning, I listened to the sound of the wind, whistling through the blooming leaves and the bare branches, winding its way through the town. Two days' worth of massive April storms were heading our way, heavy rain, gale-force winds. The spring always seemed to bring with it some of the most intense storms. It was going to be a bad one and we were told we would need to bunker down. The town was making preparations to protect their homes and other buildings, just as a precaution and all activities were put on hold until after the storms had passed. There was something else brewing, and it was going to hit sooner than we thought. My old pack had been trying to cross the border for two weeks. They had been causing trouble with the patrols assigned there, attacking them, trying to find a way through. No one knew why they were beginning to cau