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
I've found my mate. My second chance, mate. Once again, out of nowhere, the moon has disregarded my pleas not to show me the truth. Who would have predicted that I would one day have another opportunity to find my mate after having been turned down by the future Alpha of Sky River pack? I am a rejected she-wolf. I am a rejected warrior, but right now the tables have turned and I have another mate. I feel like the Moon Goddess is playing tricks on me; therefore, I don't even want to think of myself as fortunate. How can I feel lucky when I have this overwhelming confusion in my head? Is it a natural and moral thing for me to be in the arms of yet another man when I know deep down that I am still tied to Phoenix? I never actually heard of anyone having a second chance mate when the bond between the first mate hasn't completely disintegrated yet. Do I have a good feeling about this? To be really honest, no. I should be delighted about this, I know, but I can't help but dwell over what
Cleo is pregnant. I heard that very loud and clear, and I was just wide-eyed, staring at Blaze. I know I heard him correctly, and thus I was waiting for an explanation, but then nothing came out of him.That outburst from me was the last to be heard, as it was immediately followed by silence in the room. I am so furious that I wanted to smack Blaze right there and then wait for him to give me an explanation, but it seems that he never plans to.I am doing everything in my power to keep my furious outburst under control, but it can be really challenging and difficult because I can feel and hear Eris whimpering inside of me.My wolf is in pain. I can feel how disheartened she is after hearing the truth from our supposed mate. It is like history is repeating itself for us once more. But I do understand Eris's plight, b
"Blaze, damn! Blaze! Dammit! What could possibly have happened to you?" Quen lashed out in panic as his friend lay motionless on the bed. "Blaze, bullshit! You're scaring me! Wake up!" Damn! Everyone was on edge, searching for any indication as to what had happened with Blaze, especially when the underboss was the one who found out about the status of their boss. Doctors were called immediately, but none of them could say what really happened or what was wrong with their leader. Quen yelled again, directing his men, "What the hell happened in here? How stupid all of you can be not to know what took place in here! Who was with him? Damn all of you! I need fucking answers!" It was to be expected that the underboss would be incensed after witnessing their boss unconscious in his own room at the warehouse. There is n
"Snow, we weren't supposed to abandon him like that. Are you sure he is going to be all right? What if he is in pain? What if something happens to him?" Eris has been persistent since they left Blaze, and Snow is not liking it. Eris has been beseeching her since they left her mate, but she is trying her best to disregard her wolf's whims. She knows that he might be in pain, but this is just the proper course of action for them and nothing else. Staying with Blaze is not an option anymore, especially if he is indeed fathering a child to another woman. "We need to get back. We need to alert Quen or his men to check on him. Don't be too harsh on him, Snow. We may be in pain because of what he did to us, but we can't let our mate die just like that." To be honest, she is also worried about Blaze. She saw how he got o
"Finally, my mate is here." "What are you talking about? What do you mean your mate is here? Are you completely out of your mind? That can't be, and you know that. You must be hallucinating." "My mate is here, Tank. I am sure of that, and it is not just my imagination. Me and Max can sniff our mate." "Do you honestly believe that you have a mate? Are you forgetting that you are bound to have no mate at all?" "I have a fucking mate, Tank! What are you even saying?" "So you think the Moon Goddess has forgiven you already? Is she like giving you a second chance now, you mean?" "No, idiot! This is not a second-chance mate, but probably a second chance for us to make things right
"We're losing it, Snow. We're losing our mate's scent. We have to move fast. We can't lose him again. We can't let him slip away from us again. We have wasted so much opportunity to find our mate; it is our chance to be happy." As usual, my wolf has been too preoccupied with the scent that was welcoming us when we reached the pack borders, and her conviction that we would eventually find our mate again has been what she has talked about since then. I mean, is she not getting tired of this? She can only be heartbroken for a couple of hours before returning to claiming that we have a potential mate, which frustrates me so much. Isn't she tired—not just of us running away and draining our energy to reach the pack but also of running away from our mates, who always turned out to be assholes? I really don't have any p