All Chapters of The Warrior's Mate: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

"You just have to listen for five minutes," mom says as I enter in through the door. Right away I raise an eyebrow, peering around the corner to see her in the kitchen, looking at me, my father sitting beside her. "You're not in trouble.""What's going on?" I ask, taking a seat at the table as my eyes move between my parents. Just two hours ago I was asleep in bed, an hour ago I had gone for a run, and now I am wondering what is happening. I went for a run for an hour, loving the feeling I thought that I had forgotten until yesterday when I shifted for the first time in months.Mom gently smiles at me, taking a seat beside me as I wonder if something is horribly wrong. "We wanted to talk to you about next week." I nod. "The pack wants a trainer like you for kids to train them over the next two weeks. Nothing bad, but simple training."I know what this is. It's not bad. It's not normal either. Basically it's a bunch of freshly graduated seniors who are brought to the pack house, live t

Artemis’ Point of View“Wow, this is such a huge forest. The trees are too thick and I can’t barely see the sun,” I heard one of the teen wolves say as she looked up.“This kind of place where vampires roam. They hate the sun. This would be perfect for them to thrive,” said the other one. “And don’t forget about the witches. Ughh. Why does it have to be here?”“Kids these days,” I said, shaking my head."Honestly, I see their reasoning,” Charlotte said as she walked beside me watching the youngsters dislike faces. “That’s why this is the perfect place to train,” I said. “Higanbana is meant to be a warrior and warriors fear no one. We can defend them if those pests appear. Although it's not too common to run into a witch or vamp here because they knew who owned this territory.” Charlotte nodded in agreement, looking out the window to see people around and chatting. By the end of the night Zero will tell all the rules and be on the run for warm ups.For the past week I've gone on a r

"When did your feelings for me even start because four weeks ago you were taking the girl Jessica home." Jessica, the raven-haired girl I watched him drive her home after their date."She told me to date him." I raise an eyebrow. “Seriously?”“What? Is there something wrong about dating someone who wishes to be dated?”“Playboy.”“I’m not. I’m a gentleman.”I rolled my eyes at him."And then I realized the strong girl before me who loved her mate so much that she would not interfere with her mate because he was happy with someone else. I realized you were strong, kind, brave, and so much more." He pauses. "Jessica never made it to my house. For I could not drop the emotion of hate for Eliot as I watched what he was putting you through."I shake my head, my eyes tearing up. "I am with Eliot and I need to see if we are going to work.""So you'll think about us?" Zero asks, a ghost smile spreading across his face."I'll think about Eliot and I because he is who I am with."Zero's smil

"How about I ask you something now," Elior changes the subject. He's not ready to know the truth yet. "What do you think about taking a day off from town and heading to the beach?"It's a four hour drive. I would be with Eliot for four hours one way and going to the beach."I was wondering if you would want to go?"I don't hesitate. "Of course!" He smiles, taking a hold of my hands as we fill the night with conversations about the future and the past. The past holds bitter memories and sweet memories. The future holds bitter memories and sweet memories. "When?""It's in three days.” he informs, leaning back in his chair as I do the same. We look out upon the night, fingers interlocked, "Count me in," I add.Within ten minutes we are back to his car, Eliot helping me in as I kick off my heels for the night, blisters already present. Sometimes being a woman can suck ass. As Eliot hops in and pulls out of the parking garage, we hit a red light, and I take no time to waste as I pull

"Just talk when you're ready," I whisper, rubbing his back as I feel him shake, his face buried in the crook of my neck. His lips tremble against my skin, his eyelashes becoming damp as they brush against my skin. Something happened and I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive the future king. I hold the youngest prince in my arms, telling him he doesn't have to talk, to just not hold back anymore. I've seen him cry before, but barely much. Emotions are hard to see from this male, but for me, he doesn't hold back."Art," he whispers, taking in a shaky deep breath. "Can we get out of here? Just run away for a few days? Go somewhere to do something?"He's wanting to run from his problems just as I was doing weeks ago and still am."Why? Where will that get you? A short break from reality? You will only return weaker because you know running will let you escape for a little," I explain, trying to not speak too loud, his hold loosening up. Soon, he pulls away, his eyes red as he nods hi