Ever since she returned to the room, Snow has been pacing back and forth while in deep thought. She had been obviously stressed out regarding a lot of things for the past few days, and the earlier scene that unfolded seemed to have done little to lessen the burden she was carrying. She doesn't really know what drove her to behave in the ways that she did, but most of the time she is unable to even try to stop and control herself.
Eris, feeling the weight on her shoulder, asks her, "Snow, are you alright?" given that she can't really blame her for the way she is behaving and that she is aware that Snow hasn't been herself recently. Both of them are venturing into an unfamiliar environment, and everything about this is foreign to them.
"I don't know what's happening with me, Eris. I am starting to lose it. Maybe we should just leave and go back home."
Blaze's nose was filled with Snow's exquisite scent as soon as he stepped into her room, and once again, he started to lose control of everything. For a split second, he closed his eyes, wanting to take control of the circumstances that he was in. He came here to have a conversation with her and urge that she leave their place immediately, but he lacks the strength to do so now that he has to deal with her face-to-face. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Snow had been staring intently back at him, and those stares were enough to give him goosebumps. Before he had a chance to compose himself and stop himself from doing anything stupid, his mind had other plans for that, so he pulled her in close to him and immediately gave her a needy but passionate kiss. And as expected, Snow is giving him such an intense kiss back, just like they do every time they come ac
"Blaze, where have you been again? Why do you always have to do this? Why do you have the habit of leaving me? I've been around looking for you everywhere, but I can't find you, and nobody knows where you are." Cleo instinctively enveloped Blaze in her arms as soon as he walked into the room, and he was making an earnest attempt to keep from his rash actions and not lose his composure about the woman in front of her. He disentangles himself from Cleo's embrace and heads straight in the direction of the couch, ready to do what he had planned to do. He doesn't want to drag this on longer than necessary. He made a mistake when he asked her to come, so he needed to correct that and let her leave. "We need to talk." Cleo is starting to have doubts about Blaze's intention for this sudden talk based on the tone of his v
"So, like, what's going on with us now? And I am specifically referring to what you and Blaze are right now. Aside from the fact that I am considering you to be clandestine make-out buddies, what else is there between you two in the real world? Is it some kind of relationship between you two now? Does this mean that you are not just believing in me but also accepting the fact that he is our mate?" I made the choice to go for an early morning stroll because all I wanted to do was get away from thinking about exactly the things that Eris is asking me now. However, as always, my wolf had other ideas, because she started to question me as soon as I was enjoying myself in tranquility. Once more, she grumbled into my thoughts, "Don't pretend to be deaf, Snow; I know you heard me. But to be honest, though, I know you are confused about this, and I am also as baffled
After having been able to pacify the two ladies that were engaged in an argument that turned physical, and after Blaze confronted Snow, the two of them quickly headed back to their home office. Once inside, Quen furiously exclaimed, "What the fucking hell was that?" to Blaze. Blaze responded with a flippant tone, "What do you mean, what was that?" making a concerted effort to tune out whatever it was that Quen was trying to say to him. "Why do you seem so surprised with what I did? I merely called out Snow for her behavior; in essence, there really is no issue here. Much like Cleo, she doesn't have the right to behave as though she is the owner of the house when in fact she is only an unwanted guest." "Bullshit!" said Quen, narrowing his eyes at him. "I am baffled by just how awful you are! You really are a piece of crap. Do you have a sudden loss of vision?
Over the last two days, Blaze and I have grown more distant and alienated from each other. He even lacked the nerve to explain and tell me why he did what he did, particularly why he chose to side with Cleo. And that action has truly pained me so much because I thought that I could depend on him. I'm not sure if he is genuinely trying to find a way for me to leave or if he is simply acting like the stupid fool that he is and believing what his girlfriend has said about me instigating things. I don't know what to make of it anymore, and the only thing that occurred to me was to pack up and leave without waiting for the full moon. Eris and I have not been able to find the strength to defend ourselves for the past two days. We gave up and conceded the loss to Cleo, and we are more than willing to walk away from a fight that we are sure we won't be winning. I've
At his warehouse office, Blaze has been consuming copious amounts of booze once more. After that awful day of confrontation he had with Snow in front of Cleo, this has been an ongoing situation for him. He has been staying here ever since, wanting to have the peace that he badly needed at this time. It is to be expected that Snow has been avoiding him in the same manner that he is avoiding her, and his heart is breaking with that reality. How can something so beautiful end so abruptly? Why is it that he has to be stupid to destroy something that gives him peace? He has made an effort to distance himself from Snow ever since he learned that he got Cleo pregnant, and that was the hardest thing that he had to do. But while it may be difficult, he knows that he has to do the right thing. Although it was not in his pl
"Snow, are you completely sure about this?" A nod of her head confirms her answer. "But why? What's the matter?" Needless to say, Blythe was not prepared when she found out that her conversation with Snow would be centered on her friend's impending departure from their home. "I mean, no one is asking you to leave, is it? I mean, forcing you to leave and go home?" A shake of her head answers her friend's next question. "Then why do you have to make this sudden decision? What's really happening? Is it Blaze, or is it Cleo again? Tell me, Snow." She wants to avoid adding to the already complicated situation, and she especially doesn't want Blythe to be caught between her and Blaze or with her and Cleo. Blythe has been nothing but a good friend, almost like a sister to her, and she could never put her in a difficult situation of choosing between her and Blaze whe
"Where the hell do you think you are going, Snow?" Blaze blurted out to me as soon as we went for an evening stroll outdoors to talk about things. Though I had no desire to talk to him in the first place, I can't tell him that directly, not with Blythe witnessing how he barged into our conversation earlier. "Who told you that you could leave?" Though I'm not sure if it is directed at me or someone else entirely, I get the impression that he is making an effort to restrain his anger. But I am not one to stand down from this. I am no longer the weak and fragile woman he thought I was. And for the record, for all that has been happening and all that he has done to me, I am just as furious with him as he is with me. With a stronger voice this time, he demanded an answer again: "Have you suddenly become mute again? Aren't you hearing me? Where the fucking hell are