Adam’s P.O.V.
As Jenna walked away from the house, each step that she took away from me felt like a heavy blow to my heart. The moon cast a cold, silvery glow on the path before her, and her figure grew smaller and smaller until she stepped into her car and disappeared into the night completely.
And I fucking let her go...
Because all that time, I had just stood there, rooted in place, the weight of her absence pressing down on me. The truth had torn us apart, and I couldn’t help but feel that I had let the love of my life slip through my fingers by keeping this secret from her. My one true mate. The one that my wolf needed, in order to survive.
The pain of her departure was like a knife being pressed deep into my chest, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that I had lost her forever by her finding out the secret I had kept hidden from her, especially in the way that she had discovered the truth. My family
“Eluna,” I sighed, reaching out to place a hand on her shoulder,“This isn’t your fault. You were just being a good host, and I appreciate that. But I was too reckless, too careless to show my wolf out in the open like I did. I should have been more careful, especially with the possibility of Jenna being around now. If it wouldn’t have happened tonight, it would have happened another night.” I spoke as she looked at me, her eyes welling up with tears.“I just don’t want to see you hurting, Adam. You love Jenna so much, and I can’t bear to see you suffer like this. For the first time since I can remember, you looked so happy. And I can't see you go downhill again.” She admitted as I offered her a reassuring smile, despite feeling dead on the inside.“I know you care about me, Eluna, and I appreciate that. But right now, I need to focus on finding a way to make Jenna understand why I did
Adam’s P.O.V.It was a cloudy day, even for summer, casting eerie shadows across the empty road as I clenched the steering wheel of my old pickup truck. The events of last night replayed like a cruel nightmare in my mind, and I couldn’t escape the guilt that gnawed at my heart. Jenna, the love of my life, had discovered my secret, that I was a werewolf. The raw pain in her eyes as she had fled from my house was etched into my memory, and it was tearing me apart.Raindrops began to patter against the windshield, matching the drumbeat of my racing heart. I had spent the entire night in my room, forcing myself and my wolf not to run after her, my thoughts a whirlwind of confusion, self-loathing, and regret. But as the storm clouds gathered overhead this morning, I knew I couldn’t hide any longer. I needed to see Jenna, to explain myself to her, to beg for her forgiveness, or at least try to talk to her.With every mile
“Gorgeous?” I stammered, my voice trembling as I couldn't look away from the luggage as if it was a death sentence.“What’s the suitcase for?”Jenna hesitated, her eyes downcast.“I… I need some distance, some time away to figure things out. I can’t stay here right now.” She said as her own voice cracked.NO!no, no, no, no!My heart shattered into a million pieces. I had hoped for the chance to rebuild our relationship, but now it seemed like that chance was slipping away.“Are you… are you leaving me?” I asked, my voice barely audible.Jenna’s tears flowed freely now as she nodded.“I don’t know if we can ever go back to the way things were between us.” She said.“I need to find myself again, and you ne
Jenna’s P.O.V.I sat on the edge of Jules' cozy couch, staring out of the rain-splattered window. It had been a full week since I had left Adam, and my heartache still clung to me like a relentless shadow. Despite my best efforts to try and move on, the weight of the past and the uncertainty of the future pressed down on me.Jules bustled about the room like she always did, her vivacious energy a big contrast to my melancholy. She had been my best friend since we moved into the same dorm in college. She basically knew me better than anyone. Maybe that was why I had decided to come to her. She could tell when I was lost in thought, and she wasn’t the person who would allow me to wallow in sadness. Which is probably why she twirled around before plopping down beside me, her bright smile the only cheerfulness in the room.“Girl, you’ve been moping around like a sad puppy for a week now,” she said
Another hour later, I was sitting alone on the sofa since Jules had to head out to go to work. The weight of my revelations from the conversation was heavy on my shoulders. The letters from my mother that my uncle had hidden from me had opened a door to my family’s hidden past, and I realized that I needed to confront my own secrets and demons, before I could even try to move forward with Adam. I knew that giving him a chance to explain himself, was the first step, but it was a step I had been hesitant to take. The pain of his deception still lingered, and I couldn’t ignore that he had kept something so monumental from me, making me doubt if he had ever trusted me in our relationship. Yet, deep down, I felt a connection to Adam that went beyond his hidden truth.I sighed, as my phone vibrated in my purse. Even though I hadn’t contacted Adam myself, he had sent me a text every day, as if he was afraid that if he didn’t text me, I would for
Tears streamed down my cheeks as I finished reading the letter, my emotions a turbulent sea of grief, understanding, and even gratitude. Uncle Ben’s actions had been motivated by love, not selfishness. But by a desire to shield me from the pain and chaos of addiction. He had sacrificed his relationship with my mother to ensure that I had a better chance at a better life. A life without the destruction an addicted parent could bring.It was a profound message of love and faith in my future, a gift that my uncle had left behind to ensure my well-being and happiness. The weight of my mother’s abandonment had been a heavy burden, but my uncle had tried to provide me with the love and support I had needed all along. At that moment, I felt a deep sense of closure and a newfound appreciation for the man who had raised me. I knew I would carry the weight of my mother’s absence and my uncle’s decisions with me for a long time, but I also und
Adam’s P.O.V.The warm embrace of summer sunlight should have been my favorite time of the year since schools were out for summer, but now, it only intensified my own misery and loneliness. Everywhere I looked, every scent in the air, every sound of laughter in the distance, it all reminded me of Jenna. I missed her more with each passing day, and the void she had left in my life seemed impossible to fill.My heart ached as I wandered the streets of Fairview, the place that had once been our safe haven of shared laughter and stolen kisses. The park where we had once picnicked beneath the shade of fall trees, now seemed empty without her smile lighting up my world. The ice cream shop on the corner of Main Street, where we had shared countless scoops and whispered sweet nothings, now held nothing but bittersweet memories. I had replayed our last conversation in my mind a hundred times, searching for a way to mend the rift between us.
Adam’s P.O.V.I had spent the entire late afternoon and early evening driving around the small town of Fairview, searching for any sign of Jenna at any place I could possibly think of. I had checked her house and even mine, but there was no trace of her anywhere, which right now made me feel as if this tiny town was in fact a massive city where finding someone almost seemed to be impossible. Each passing moment had weighed on me, the uncertainty gnawing at my soul. As the sun began its descent on the horizon, my hopes of finding Jenna began to wane, and I decided to just go back home and start another search for Jenna first thing the next morning.My heart felt heavy, and I couldn’t shake the feeling of defeat as I drove back to my parents’ house. I parked my truck in the driveway and climbed out, shoulders slumped in resignation and defeat.As I walked toward the front porch of the house, while searching for my