DAISY'What good is finding him if he rejects us?'Aru falls silent again and has no answer to that particular question.“You can change behind the pillar. I'll keep watch." Catherine offers.I quickly change behind the pillar and feel relieved to be properly dressed again.Catherine's clothes fit reasonably well, although the jeans are slightly long on my shorter frame.I fold Damian's shirt carefully and unsure what to do with it.Part of me wants to throw it away and sever this physical connection to him. Yet another part tied to the mate bond can't bear the thought of parting with it."You can keep it, you know," Catherine points out when she notices my hesitation. "I won't tell anyone where it came from."I tuck the shirt into the waistband of the borrowed jeans and beneath the T-shirt. "Thank you," I say again as I step out from behind the pillar. "For everything."“No worries,” Catherine waves me off. "So Daisy, it's getting late. I have to go. I'll see you tomorrow," she says
DAISYI clap one hand over my mouth to muffle the sound and the other presses to my racing heart while my eyes dart around frantically, searching for the uninvited person."Oh my God, you scared me," I gasp when I find the intruder. A girl about my age with her copper hair pulled into a messy bun atop her head.Freckles dust her nose and cheeks, giving her a youthful appearance despite the knowing look in her green eyes.Her uniform is slightly rumpled as if she's been outside for a while, and a silver pendant in the shape of a crescent moon hangs at her throat."I'm sorry. I didn't mean to," she says with a smiling apology while her gaze travels over me, taking in my disheveled appearance and my state of undress. "What are you doing here though?""I was running," I reply defensively, trying to keep as much of my body hidden behind the pillar as possible."Shouldn't I be asking what you're doing here?" My fingers tug at the hem of Damian's shirt as I try to stretch it further down my
DAISYQuestions burn in my mind, demanding answers, and I'm determined to get them."Is it... because of Melissa—"I don't finish my sentence because the name alone seems to trigger something in him and his expression hardens.Damian abruptly turns with the clear intent to leave without addressing my question.His bare back presents itself to me with muscles shifting beneath tanned skin as he prepares to walk away.Panic surges through me. I can't let him go. Not without answers. Not when my entire world has been upended by this connection neither of us asked for.I lunge forward and grab his hand, my fingers wrapping around his wrist in a desperate attempt to keep him here.The moment our skin connects, a dizzying spark jolts through me.Electricity races up my arm and spreads throughout my body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake.My heart pounds violently in my chest with an erratic, painful rhythm.Deep within my mind, Aru howls in response to the contact. It's a mournful, y
DAISYThe sound of footsteps from the direction where Damian disappeared pulls my attention.Aru tenses inside me, ready for another confrontation. However, I can feel how drained she is. There’s no energy left for fight or flight.Then Damian steps out from behind the trees, and my breath catches in my throat.He’s half-naked, wearing only dark jeans that sit low on his hips. His chest is bare, revealing a physique that seems almost unreal, as though crafted by an artist.Broad shoulders lead to a narrow waist, his pecs firm and defined and his abs appearing carved from stone.His arms, corded with muscle, exude strength. Powerful without being overly bulky.His dark blue hair falls across his forehead in tousled waves.Sunlight filters through the trees, casting a golden glow over his skin. Smooth and flawless. It radiates an almost ethereal warmth, except for one glaring imperfection.A jagged scar runs from his left chest to his stomach. It’s brutal and deep, the kind of injury th
DAISYI try to ignore him and keep running when Aru suddenly seizes control of our body, something she has never done without my permission before.The transition is jarring and disorienting. My consciousness is shoved aside like a passenger being ejected from the driver's seat, forced to watch helplessly as she takes complete control.‘Aru, what are you doing?’ I ask, alarmed by this unexpected and unprecedented takeover.She has never, ever forcibly taken control like this in all our years together. We've always worked in harmony, sharing decisions and respecting each other's boundaries.‘I can't stand him,’ she responds.I can hear her mental voice become tight with raw, unfiltered pain.‘Even looking at him hurts too much. I feel sick from that female's scent clinging to him. We need to get rid of him or I'll get worse, and you'll suffer too.’Her distress cuts, and it feels even sharper than my own heartbreak. The depth of her anguish is overwhelming, a crushing weight that threa
DAISYI break into a run the moment I'm out of sight of the school and head straight for the dense forest that borders the eastern edge of the campus.My lungs burn and my legs ache, but I push harder, desperate to put as much distance between myself and the school as possible.The physical exertion helps give me something to focus on besides the crushing pain in my heart.I slow to a stop once I'm far enough from the school or anyone.The forest stands before me with its trees stretching toward the sky, their dense canopy creating a world of dappled shadows and hushed silence.I glance around to make sure I'm truly alone before stepping off the beaten path and into the thick underbrush.I feel the familiar pressure building inside me, a restless energy that demands release. The call of my wolf grows stronger with each passing second, an urgent need that I can no longer ignore.My bones begin to crack and shift, the sound echoing through the quiet forest as my clothes tear under the s