All Chapters of The White Wolf: A she-wolf exception to all the rules: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“You?” Nathaniel says, with an angry tone to his voice. “You have abilities?’ His anger catches me off guard. “I thought this is what you wanted? Why are you angry with me?” I ask him, not hiding the rising anger in my own voice. “I am so sick of this Roo,” Nathaniel almost spits out my name.  “I thought you were going to give us the truth, but here you are deflecting again; trying to get us to believe that you are like us. Did you really think that was going to work? huh? You aren’t an alpha; you can’t have special abilities.” He is more than angry now. His face is turning red and his fists are balled up at his sides. I look to no name, hoping that he is on my side, but he doesn’t believe me either. I can feel it. I can see it. ‘Show them Roo.’ Nessa speaks. ‘Prove it to them.’ “Okay fine. You don’t believe me. I’ll prove it to you then. I have heightened senses, all of them. I can see things, hear things, feel things, even taste

    I’m restless.     From the minute I got back to my cabin I couldn’t sit down. I’ve been pacing back and forth in my bedroom for the past hour just waiting for the sun to go down. I need to run. Ness needs to shift. I need to work through all this in my head, but my body needs a release first.   So many things happened back in the forest. So many things I’m trying to process that just don’t make sense.   Nathaniel’s confession has me completely shaken. He can feel emotions, just like me, but I’m the exception to his abilities. Except when he’s kissing me. He can feel my matching desire when he’s kissing me... or so he says. He could have just been reading my body, my reaction to him, but something is telling me it's more.   That Goddamn kiss. My body flushes just thinking about how his lips felt on mine, how goddam good it felt. It’s not fair. I didn’t want this

His lips are soft and gentle moving against mine. He’s not rough or demanding like I thought he would be. He’s cautious and careful not to push me too far, easing me into the kiss. It’s causing a slow burn of heat this time, unlike with his brother. This time I can feel the burn in my chest, slowly simmering and growing into small flames as he continues to kiss me. His hands haven’t left my face, not gripping too hard, but not relenting either. My hands have found his wrists using them to old me closer as I grip them tight. “Doren.” I managed to breathe out between kisses. He stops, pulling back just slightly. “Say it again.” I can’t help it; a small smile hits my lips as I do as he commands. “Doren.” I whisper again. He presses his forehead against mine and blows out a sigh of relief, the air caressing my face as it leaves him. “God, Roo you have no idea how long I have waited to hear you say my name.” He presses a kiss to my

I kiss each one of their hands before letting go. I want to give them the space they need, and the time to process everything I’ve just let out. I’ve put myself in a vulnerable spot here and I have to admit that I’m a little terrified. I don’t want to be mated to someone who sees me as weak, or a challenge. I want them to see and know everything about me and love me regardless. I can’t hold out for too much longer; I know the twins will be turning 18 soon and then it’ll all be over. I can’t hold the mate bond secret from them once that happens. I need to use the time I have to get to know my mates, and hope that I can learn to let them in. I’m waiting in front of them as they stand there. Nate is looking at his hand, the one I kissed and let go, and Doren is looking at Nate. ‘What do you think is going on in their heads?’ I ask Ness ‘Your guess is as good as mine, dude.’ She scoffs. ‘We might need to give them some time to digest all the feelings you just unl

It’s been a week and a half since I told Nate about Nessa. We’ve been doing that weird dating thing that the guys suggested and it seems to be working out okay for the most part. They both are at my house to wake me up in the morning and have helped themselves to my kitchen. The day after our discussion they showed up at the ass crack of dawn, bags of groceries in hand only to find that my kitchen was already fully stocked. Ren did bring more of that coffee that I love so much, so I sipped on that while I watched them try to figure out what to do with all the supplies they brought. Nate ended up driving about half of what they had brought back to their place, stating he would bring it back when we started to run out of things. I just rolled my eyes because it would take months to run out, but whatever, this was their show. Though it thought it would bother me, I didn’t mind having someone else cook for me. It was nice that all I had to do in the morning was worry abo