{~~Avery Sterling~~} Love, that emotion is such a hoax. Actually, itâs not. Itâs beautiful with the right person, ugly with the wrong person. But I canât have the beauty or the ugliness when my love is unrequited. When I first met him, the Medic alpha in training, I was enamored. Mostly due to the fact that our pack has never had a medic alpha before. Theyâre usually assigned to the bigger, and more popular packs, ours was none of that. I was delighted. At the age of eleven, I was getting into the phase of having crushes, and the thirteen-year-old medic alpha was right in my sight. He was smart, charming, too good to be training to work in a pack like ours. No offense. I know my father worked hard but we had to be honest. I hoped heâd notice me, and weâd become friends. Move from friends to lovers. Yes, I had it all planned out in my head. I knew when weâd get married and have children, and blah blah blah. I was learning what it meant to love, and he was befriending my sister. Ne
{~~Avery Sterling~~} I said yes. Iâm weak for him, I know. Iâm disappointed in myself too. The more I thought about being his wife, the less the consequences seemed to be. Two weeks went by and we were set to be married. Iâd had all my stuff moved here, Logan gave me a spot in his house to put them in. A large room. Not the master bedroom. Iâm not sure why, but slowly it started to dawn on me. I am the definition of desperation. Who gets engaged to the man who spent half his life fawning over her sister? I must be crazy. I stared at myself in the mirror. Weâre not having a big wedding. Loganâs invited his family, and my family is going to serve as witnesses. Weâre having a court wedding. I tried to suggest something else but his response was chilling. Still, that didnât stop me. First loves suck. Iâm not ava. Why did I think him deciding to marry me would... this is so stupid. I donât have to go through with it. My parents only paid for my fees but thatâs all they did for me. I d
{~~Avery Sterling~~} The next morning I woke up feeling like my body was tired, and just in need of more sleep. Iâm still Avery Sterling. Logan wanted to keep his last name for himself. This is truly the most humiliating thing Iâve done. I got out of bed, unable to sit with the shame but still hopeful that I could turn this thing around. I did my regular morning stretch, checked the time, and noted that I had two hours until I started my first shift as a medic alphaâs nurse. One who is also my roommate. I wanted to smile, but the shame was still there. I did this. No one forced me. I could have left. I could have left and told them all to fuck themselves. Kept some semblance of self-worth. I sighed and finished the last of my stretches. I went into the bathroom, brushing my teeth and washing my face. The girl in the mirror is beautiful. The girl in the mirror is worth it. I am worth a lot more than what I was given. It is not my fault they didnât pay attention to me. I had to go t
{~~Logan Gray~~}âI donât trust that girl. First, you bring me a gold digger, with the dumbest look on your face. Saying, oh this is who I want to marry, and now you bring me her sister? At least that one was a thief this one has no backbone. I must have done something wrong to you for you to treat me like this.â My mother was wailing, holding onto my fatherâs arm while my brothers stared at me.They had stopped by this afternoon to complain. As if that would change my mind. I was in love no less than six months ago, and not running my own pack had the woman I wanted to share a life with running into the arms of another man. Of course, that shit hurt.My family was ready to hunt and kill her. I wouldnât let them. To them, she was a gold digger and selfish. But I know who the real Ava is. I know she would never have done this to me had that guy not brainwashed her.So Iâm going to wait. She didnât like Avery- what an ugly name- but she seemed to envy whenever her sister got any form of
{~~Avery Sterling~~}When the CMO asked one of the nurses in training to go and get my husband, I straightened up and told myself to wait for him to arrive. But the patient was screaming, and the CMO couldnât figure out what to do, so I suggested I take a look. As the medic alphaâs nurse, I should be able to gather information so I can pass it on to him. So the medic alpha doesnât have to stress himself, he can just focus on the patient.It took me five minutes but I figured it out. The man was refusing to tell us the real truth but I could see it.âYou got an infection, thatâs what shattered your hips. Itâs common in zeta wolves over sixty who have sex with infected omegas.â the man stared at me in shock.âNo, I fell.... I-â he looked at his wife, an older woman who was glaring daggers at me.âAre you insinuating that I gave my husband this infection?ââNo. Itâs a parasite. Something that omegas can contract if theyâve recently swarmed around in murky waters and didnât clean their bo
{~~Avery Sterling~~}Today was a rough day, and all I wanted was to slip into bed. Tomorrow would be another hard one. I did the night shift until 12 a.m. when the CMO told me to leave. He couldnât risk the lives of his patients if the nurse taking care of them was falling asleep.I was so grateful. The man was nice. In fact, everyone was nice. The problem stood with Logan and his family.I sighed and got into my car. The drive back was slow, I was too tired to go at the right speed and I wasnât about to risk my life. I pulled into the garage and turned off the engine. Placing the car in park, I took out the car keys and stumbled my way towards the door. It opened before I could touch it. My face ended up planting in a strong bared chest.I grumbled and tried to straighten up.âYou look like youâve had too much to drink.â Loganâs voice wiped all traces of exhaustion from me. I moved quickly and forced a smile to my face. Goddess, heâs so handsome. Sometimes I canât breathe around him.
{~~Logan Sterling~~}She wasnât a virgin. It irked me for some reason. I almost found it on the tip of my tongue to ask who she had lost it to. Last I checked, she was socially inept. No social media accounts, no long lines of boyfriends. The disappointment annoyed me for whatever reason.I value virgins. Ava and I had given our first to each other. I guess I expected the same from her sister. What a joke. I rolled my eyes as I settled behind her. From the back, I could tell she wasnât Ava, but I will never work on making Ava jealous if I stop making comparisons.At least in the public eye. I murmur to myself, easing my palm over her back. She paler, when she blushes it goes all the way to her back. Not an attractive quality, but I donât hate it either. I almost sighed, forcing my mind to think of Ava. She wouldnât just let me do anything, Ava loved being in charge.Sex was whenever she wanted it, and it wasnât as often as Iâd like but I respected my woman. I picked up the lube Iâd co
{~~Avery Sterling~~}What just happened? It was a blur. I canât even explain it. I showered, and my brain tried to process why Logan had left. He made sex weird. Not the good kind of weird, the one that made me regret my choices. Well, I have no intentions of dwelling on regrets. Iâm trying to build a genuine relationship here.So the next time I call him my husband. He wonât correct me. He might just go with it. Thatâs all I could ever ask for.I sigh and turned the knob. I stepped out and toweled my skin dry. The moment I was done, I got dressed for the night. Shoving my foot into some socks. Suddenly, I didnât feel so hot. My orgasm comes with guilt thanks to the way he bolted. Goodness, he sounded equally turned on and disgusted. I shuddered.Unable to fall asleep despite the energy being wrung from my body, I got my phone and called a friend. Due to time zones, Aisha would be preparing for work by now, or lost in the land of sleep. I can never tell with her.Ethan, he might not b
{~~Avery Sterling~~}The waterfall is majestic and stunning. Logan suggested we go in naked since weâre the only ones here. Iâll admit, trusting a radically vegan hippie to plan my honeymoon was a bold and disturbing choice. Third year in college she lugged me off to the rain forest where we camped for six weeks so we could connect with the gods who brought us here.It was my worst summer vacation. Six long weeks. But I got so much work done that I felt like I came back even smarter. I love Agatha, but my goodness, her ideas of fun are always nature-like. The lack of wifi is going to kill me, but thank god I got another honeymoon present from Loganâs parents as an apology for the way they acted at the start of my marriage to their son.And that one is for two months on a cruise. Weâll be leaving for that after a week of getting eaten alive by mosquitoes.The water is cold, and the view is even better. I talk alot of crap about Agatha but the woman is far more connected to this world t
{~~Logan Grey~~}My honeymoon is not at all what I expected. Itâs one of those situations where you step back and think, How did I not see this coming? But I guess thatâs what happens when you go with the flow and donât plan out every last detail, just trusting that things will fall into place. We decided not to bring Hope with us, even though part of me wanted her to be here. Sheâs spending the week with my parentsâher grandparentsâwhich feels like a huge milestone, not just for her, but for me too. Avery and I wanted this time to ourselves, to really celebrate our marriage without any distractions, to focus on us for a change.Weâre an odd pair to most people, and I know some didnât expect us to last, but weâve made it work in ways that surprise even me sometimes. Over the last year, weâve settled into this rhythm thatâs become second nature. Itâs a good rhythm, one thatâs brought us closer, and made us stronger. Itâs funnyâwhen you think about it, but it feels like so much longer.
\One Year Later/{~~Avery Sterling~~}So, you know how little girls always dream about their wedding day? Itâs supposed to be this big, magical event, where everything falls perfectly into place, and for some, itâs the pinnacle of their dreams, right? But not me. I never had those kinds of dreams. You know how my life was, how crappy my sister and parents treated me. There was never much room in my head for fantasies like that. Growing up, I couldnât even imagine what marriage would feel like because I was too busy surviving and getting through the mess of my family. But, okay, maybe deep down, I had some dreams. Everyone does, right? I just never thought theyâd come true.And marrying Logan Greyâthatâs a whole different thing altogether. I mean, when we started planning the wedding, I was so overwhelmed. There were just so many details, and so many decisions, and with everything Iâve been through, I just didnât have the energy to care about floral arrangements or seating charts. So, I
{~~Avery Sterling~~}The almost-car accident shakes me up more than I expected, but Logan is fine, and Iâm fine. It all happened so fast, and yet I can still feel the pulse of my heartbeat in my throat when I think about it. That truck had come out of nowhere. The driver didnât even slow down. Had I not tripped over that stone while I was looking for a signal on my phone and heâd come to check on me... logan would have died a painful death before my eyes.So of course I was a fucking mess. That driver is crazy. Did he not see the car? Why did the car even stop? What was wrong with the engine? I have like six million questions!He called Ryan to come get us. I was in his arms on the side of the road, watching as other cars drove around the wreckage. They donât stop but look on surprised at the mess. Whoever that driver was I hope to god his truck breaks down and heâs fired. Because what the hell?He should have at least stopped. Panic fills me but so does anger. The panic wins though.
{~~Avery Sterling~~}Logan and I had left Hope in the hospital. The tiny bundle of lifeâso fragile, yet resilientâwas resting safely in the nursery, surrounded by the quiet hum of machines and the gentle presence of nurses. Weâd return tomorrow, once we were sure theyâd had time to scan her brain and ensure she was truly safe for release. My heart ached to leave her, but it was necessary. Thank goodness she was a baby, still too young to understand fear in the way that we did. She wouldnât know the anxiety, the sleepless nights, the never-ending worry. All she knew was warmth and the safety of sleep, cocooned in blankets too big for her tiny form.The snow had started falling again, soft and silent, covering the world in a layer of purity that felt both soothing and unsettling. Logan drove carefully through the winding streets, the heater on low, warming our chilled fingers. We didnât speak much, but the silence wasnât uncomfortable. It was the kind of silence that sat between two peo
{~~Avery Sterling~~}Iâm back in this beautiful pack, surrounded by familiar faces, and yet it feels so foreign after everything weâve been through. the rain stopped while I was away and now we have a new season. The landscape is stunning, especially now, with the first snowfall of the season transforming the dense forest and the lake into a quiet, white wonderland. The snow blankets the ground in thick, untouched layers, making the whole world seem calm and serene, but coldâbitingly cold. It's as if the snow carries the weight of my worries. The weather has shifted dramatically over the past few days, moving from endless, gloomy rain to this sudden onset of winter. So, congratulations on freezing my butt off, even with all the layers I'm bundled in.Logan and I had spent last night at the lake house, a place of solace for us, trying to reconnect after everything thatâs been thrown at us. It was bittersweet, those quiet moments by the fire, the crackling logs filling the air with warm
{~~Logan Grey~~}Avery is coming home today. Avery is coming home today. Iâve been repeating that sentence in my head for the past 48 hours, counting down the seconds like a kid waiting for Christmas morning. The excitement, the anticipationâitâs all bubbling up inside me, and I can barely sit still. I glance at the clock on my phone for what feels like the hundredth time, knowing it hasn't moved much since the last time I looked but somehow hoping the hands of time have sped up. It's been far too long since Iâve seen her.The air in the terminal is thick with the usual airport chaosâpeople rushing by, announcements echoing through the speakers, kids whining in the backgroundâbut it all fades into the background noise. Iâm laser-focused, my heart pounding in sync with the roaring engines of planes outside. Sheâs been gone for weeks, and though it wasnât that long, it feels like an eternity. Weâve been working tirelessly on the cureâsleepless nights, constant research, trial and error.
{~~Avery Sterling~~}Agatha and I had been at it for hours, possibly days, though the passage of time had become something of a blur in the dim, candlelit room. The air was thick with the scent of dried herbs and burning incense, their heady aromas mixing in a way that both calmed and invigorated me. I had never spent so much time in the presence of a witch doctor beforeânot like this, not in such an intimate setting where every movement, every word, every breath was part of a delicate and complex dance of life and death.Iâd seen witchcraft before. In university, we had a professor who dabbled in the ancient arts, using it to enhance her knowledge of medicinal plants and natural remedies. Itâs why i wished Iâd been chosen to be a doctor, it would be so nice to be able to do so much than what a nurse can. But even she had never worked with the sheer precision and raw power that Agatha wielded. It was... mesmerizing. I couldnât help but be drawn in, watching her every move, the way her
{~~Logan Grey~~}Two days without Avery isn't an eternity, but it sure feels like a long time. Iâm surviving, or at least I think I am. Tonight, Iâm having dinner at my parents' place, and the whole family is here to celebrate the newborns. Felixâs child, Marley, and my daughter, Hope. It feels good to be around everyone, even if my mind keeps drifting to Avery. The house is buzzing with laughter and chatter. The babies are in their playpen, tapping at toys, oblivious to the joyful chaos around them. My parents are practically glowing as they fawn over their grandkids, doting on every little coo and babbling like theyâre treasures.I sit back in a rocking chair, watching the scene play out before me. My brothers are in the kitchen, joking around while they cook, and their wives are on the couch, chatting and laughing. And Ronanâs children are lying on the floor coloring something. Itâs one of those moments that feels picture-perfect, like a scene out of some old family movie. Even Rya