Audrey nodded, sweeping her gaze on every faces in the conference room. She was in one of their weekly meetings. She was following up on their stories, barely speaking because there wasn’t much to say to the competent and insightful women around the table. The fitness team were just giving her an update when her phone buzzed with a text message from Vren.She clicks her pen, wishing nothing more but for the meeting to be over. And when it did, she watches in agony as everyone exits before her. She types a reply on her phone, changing her mind when a man she recognized in one glimpse comes in as everyone else was going out.The lingering glances didn’t go unnoticed. She was getting used to the female attention he constantly gets wherever he goes. She still has her moments though – where she just couldn’t help but get jealous. But, of course, Vren doesn’t have to know that. The things is, she really thought the women would eventually subside once he no longer have the lux
I don't bother to pack my clothes neatly in my suitcase. Before he finds out what I'm doing, I need to get out of here quickly. Because the tears keep coming, I stop and wipe my face, which has no meaning. How did this happen in my life? Although the thought of finding my mate frightened me, I was nonetheless extremely excited. It sounds too good to be true, and before, I would have said it wasn't, but now, it is. The one wolf that is supposed to be yours is made just for you, and he will love you no matter what. They are supposed to love you, but that doesn't mean they won't ruin you. I had everything arranged, I planned to go on with the little guy taking care of and move gradually up to turning into a pack maternity specialist. I was going to fall in love, meet my mate, and have everything my parents had. He had to ruin that, though; he first broke my heart and then my soul. Last week. Leaning over, I yawned and turned off my alarm. Before I had to get up, I sank back into my
As I put on my coat, I called out, "I'll see you tonight." After stepping outside the house, I opened the door and closed it behind me. I like the hustle and bustle of the group first thing in the morning, so I always leave for work a little early. Everybody beginning their morning, whether it's going for a morning run or taking their puppies to school. Someone is always present. As I walked down the sidewalk, I sang to myself. From across the street, an elderly wolf named Mavis waved, "Good morning, Clara." I waved back with a grin and chuckle, "You caught me this morning." Every morning, she waits to wave to me in her garden. She has done it ever since my mother used to walk me to school when I was a puppy. "Have a wonderful day at work, Clara," she grinned before she returned inside. I pulled out my phone when it rang in my pocket and smiled at the caller ID. Would you mind linking me? For what reason do you demand ringing me just to ask where I'm?" As I answered the phone, I
As my father placed me on my bed, I whimpered. My mother rushed in and forced my dad to leave. How are you doing, baby? As she sat next to me, she inquired. I moaned, "It hurts..." I scratched at myself while making a point of my abdomen. She pulled my hands away and sighed, "Stop, you'll hurt yourself." I felt like thousands of insects were crawling on me as my body itch. I thought I was going to die because my heart was beating so quickly. "What hurts more?" She inquired. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I choked and wept, "there's something wrong with my heart... it's... beating so fast... it feels-" I wheezed, "My chest... It hurts to breathe." "Baby, it's just your heat." She soothed. I choked, "Mom, it's never... Never like this." She looked at me and then shook her head. What? Do you have any idea what's going on?" I wept. She gave a thoughtful glance and occasionally shook her head. Why wouldn't she say, if she knew what was causing my pain? She trailed off, "
My eyes felt heavy, and it was like my heart was physically hurting. I was in the comfort of my own bed and, I could feel Owen next to me. " When will she wake up, mama ?" Owen rumored, his voice laced with solicitude. " The croaker said she's in shock," mama replied with a shriek," she needs time to come to terms with it." She added. I opened my eyes sluggishly and glanced at them." Oh, you are awake!" Mom blurted." Are you ok?" She asked. I soughed and jounced my head." Is there anything you need?" She asked as she sat next to me. I shook my head and closed my eyes again. " We will be downward if you need us." She assured, placing her hand on my shoulder and squeezing gently. She signaled her head at Owen to follow her. He stood up, glanced at me with a sad expression also followed mama out of my room. I dragged a breath in. I do not know what I am supposed to do now. I noway anticipated this to be. I do not know how to deal with this. M
I ran home, with gashes streaming down my face. I demanded to get home; I demanded my parents. The bond was making me feel effects I did not know how to deal with. I wanted to rip her throat out when she called herself his mate. I have noway been the violent or jealous type, but recently, that is all that's running through my mind. I ran around a corner and banged into someone causing me to fall back. “ Shit, Clara, are you ok? ” Mateo asked, rushing towards me. “ Mila, she’s over then! ” He yelled over his shoulder. “ S-sorry, ” I heaved . “ No, do n’t be sorry. It’s ok. ” He assured. He wrapped his arm around my midriff and helped me up. “ Oh, Clara! ” Mila cried, throwing her arms around me. As soon as my head rested on her shoulder, the gashes divulged out. “ Shush, it’s ok. ” She murmured, stroking my hair. “ I- I met h- her, ” I stuttered, “ she’s. stunning. ” I choked. She pushed me back and shook her head, “ Do n’t do that. Do n’t belittle yoursel
My eyes sprung open at my door flying across my room. I sat up and rubbed my eyes as my pater and family came stepping into my room. " She had earphones in. That is why she did not hear us," Owen moaned. I laid back down and coiled up." Are you getting out of bed moment?" My pater asked as he came towards me. I shook my head. " Clara, you need to, baby." He soughed. I ignored them. What I demanded to do was find the courage to go and reject Ethan. But I couldn't. No matter how numerous times I siked myself up, I always end up a blubbing mess. They both left the room, and I stayed where I was. I spent the full day in bed. I did not eat or drink. I only got out for the restroom, which was not frequently. My parents and Owen keep coming by and out, but I do not admit them. I know they only want to help, but I just want to be left alone. I was twisting further into a depressive state, and I could not pull my
I braced myself against the wall as pain stuck in my casket. Ethan hunkered over and gripped his casket. " You. Know what you need to." I gasped. I closed my eyes and awaited for the pain from his rejection. " I am not doing it." He snarled. My eyes shot open," why?" I choked. He is going to mark Jasmine, he needs to reject the mate bond with me. How can he copulate with someone differently when I am still then? His wolf will not allow him to. " But I'll accept the rejection on one condition." He remarked. I held my breath, staying for him to tell me what it's going to take for him to let me go. I'd do just about anything to get relieve of this pain and heartbreak. I do not suppose I can manage much longer, it's destroying me. " Spend the night with me." He stated," We spend the night as mates than in the morning, I'll accept your rejection." He added. My eyes went wide and I choked on my breath. He was not serious, was he? That would only make