บททั้งหมดของ Burning Desire: His Chosen Wolf : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

CHAPTER 21 LENA. Shit. Leah's mouth opened slightly in surprise, I acted like I wasn't surprised by what she said. I mean, I was. And as for Luke, his eyes remained on his friend who's expression was filled with anger. "Dylan," Gina began. She looked really nervous. She climbed out of her bed and went to meet him. She tried to touch his arm but he moved away from her. "I just need a fucking explanation, Gina. Why are you in a relationship with Henshaw and me too. You said you cared about me, didn't you? So why the fuck would you lie to someone you care about and go behind their backs to be with someone else? That's bitchy!" Gina sank her fingers into her hair and pulled at it. She looked really frustrated, like she was trying to hold back from saying something. "You don't get it, Dy!" Gina said. Her voice broke again. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she spoke. "I cared about you. I care about you and when I told us how I felt, I wasn't lying or trying to deceive y

CHAPTER 23 LENA. Slipping my hands into the pocket of my hoodie, I slipped into the house and shut the door behind me. "What the hell..." I muttered as I crossed the hallway into the living room. Even with the hoodie I had on, it felt like I was about to freeze. I began to shiver, my muscle spasmed as I tried to create more heat for my body but it did nothing. "Oh... Fuck..." Speaking was hard for me and my speech was starting to slur. I slid my phone out of my pocket and painfully dialed my father's number. My fingers tapped haphazardly against my phone and dialed my father's number. He picked up after three rings. "Hey, cupcake," "D-dad. I don't know what's wrong," I began to ramble. "The house. It's— it's really cold and I— I just feel cold!" Just after saying that sentence, I felt a wave of weakness hit me as I tried to breathe. It was nearly impossible to breathe properly and when I got the idea of the possibility of experiencing hyperthermia, I slid to the

CHAPTER 25 LENA. "Don't come close," I whimpered as I moved farther away from him. I had been traumatized by just that tiny moment of watching his frozen body. The panic that had overcome me while I watched the flecks of ice fall off his skin as it faded into nothingness reminded me of being alone with Jason with no parents. I wasn't ready to become an orphan, not ready to experience the intense grief that came with losing two parents within the space of one week. He was staring at me with both hands on his hips. That was the stance he made whenever he was confused. He took off his glasses, reminding me of how hard it had been for me to take it off while he was still frozen. I shuddered. "Why don't you want me to come close?" He asked as he drew close. "Scoot over, Lena. You're making me worried. I want to know if it's a fever. You're shivering so you are probably expelling heat and feeling cold on the inside," "No! Don't come close! Don't you get it?! I don't want you

CHAPTER 27 LENA. I stumbled backwards and my hip hit the window sill I had just stood up from. My hand clamped over my mouth to suppress the scream that threatened to escape my throat. My hands began to shake. I was really anxious. This had happened again and I didn't know if she was going to survive this because she was caved in a box-like ice casing that glinted under the light. No way in hell. She wasn't going to survive this. "Lena," My father's voice brought me back to earth. I had totally forgotten that there was anyone else in this room as I had been engulfed by the crippling fear of watching another person get frozen again. It was all my fault. "What just happened?" I looked at him as tears escaped my cheeks. His face was covered in sheer, crippling shock and for a long time, his eyes kept darting from the frozen body of the healer to me. "I—" My voice broke as I fiddled with my fingers. "I don't know. I can't— oh, gods," I placed both of my hands on my head

CHAPTER 29 LEAH. As soon as I had gotten home, the first thing I did was jump into the shower, ignoring the regular questions my mother asked me about school. My father was yet to return. He had gone on a business trip about a week ago and was yet to return and that gave me the advantage. He wasn't here to give me a stern look when I refused to listen to my mother. I loved them both but my mother could be overbearing and annoying and as for my father? He was the sterner one you had to respect without him even asking for it. I guessed I did because he respected me too. I decided to take a long, warm shower as I imagined sitting in front of Damon, his ruby eyes piercing into my skin like a searing iron as he stared into my soul. The imagination did things to me. His build, the vein running up his arms, the way his hair was naturally tousled— a lot of boys paid for their hair to look that way. Luke included. But Damon didn't even have to make an effort. And he was also really