Novels by Ye_Mie

Aiden's POV The woods were too quiet. Not the kind of peaceful silence that calmed your soul, but the type that made the hairs on your neck rise. I’d taken the long route to the ridge on purpose, hoping the trek would slow my thoughts. But, It didn’t. They were louder than ever.My wolf paced just beneath my skin. He hated this. Hated Jake and loved him too.I reached the top and there he was. Leaning against a rusted fence post, like the past years hadn’t happened. He looked up, eyes locking onto mine. "You came."I stayed a few feet away, arms crossed. "What do you want?"Jake pushed off the post. "I’ve been thinking about everything—about us."I snorted. "Bit late for that.""I thought it would get easier," he admitted with a low voice. "Pushing you away. Pretending none of it meant anything."I laughed bitterly. "You didn’t pretend. You were just mean."Jake winced. Good. Let it sting."I had to," he said. "You don’t know what it was like back home. The pressure. The expectation

Aiden's POVThe restaurant buzzed around me, but I sat there frozen, staring at the empty seat across the table after Lila. Lila’s perfume still lingered in the air. I wouldn't lie, she wore a sweet scent. My lips tingled from the kiss I had forced earlier, the one that didn’t mean a damn thing. And now, she was gone. Just like that. My mate had left, confused, hurt, and I couldn’t even give her a reason. Not one that made sense.The waitress came by, probably wondering why the table looked the way it did. I waved her off before she even opened her mouth. I wasn’t in the mood for pity or free dessert.I should’ve left, but my body refused to move. My wolf was wide awake, pacing inside me like it had unfinished business. I knew what it wanted. It wanted Jake.I slammed my palm on the table, earning a few stares. I ignored them, got up and left cash on the table without counting it. I just walked out into the night air.The second I stepped outside, I caught his scent. It was clean, sw

Aiden's POVThe restaurant was dimly lit, the kind of place couples came to when they wanted to pretend the world didn’t exist. I shouldn’t have brought her here. It was too intimate, too fake. But I was trying to be what I was supposed to be. A good mate. A good man. Whatever that meant anyway.She sat across from me, smiling like she believed this night was real. Like she couldn’t tell I was barely holding it together. Her fingers curled around the stem of her wine glass, her eyes met mine, feeling hopeful."You’ve been...distant lately," she said gently, trying to create a conversation.I let out a weak smile. "School has been insane. The semester just started, you know how it is."She nodded, but something in her eyes told me she didn’t buy it.Through the glass doors at the front of the restaurant, a car parked and Jake alighted from it. He stepped out, he ran a hand through his hair like he wasn’t casually walking into my facade. The universe had a very twisted sense of humor.I

Jake’s POVIt was the first day of the semester, I walked into the lecture hall with my bag slung over my shoulder. The place smelt like coffee, and a hint of something different in the air. It made my stomach twist.The students looked up, some with that usual bored look, a few pretending to care. I forced myself to focus, to stay professional, but the moment my eyes landed on him, the rest of the room blurred out.It was Aiden.He was right there, on the second row. His hoodie was pulled up, his arms were crossed over his chest like he was building a wall around himself. His eyes met mine, just for a second.I forgot everything I was supposed to say."I’m Professor Stone," I said, clearing my throat. "I'll be teaching Pack History and Societal Structures this semester."The second Aiden's gaze landed on me, his jaw tightened. Then he let out a small sound, almost like a laugh, but it wasn’t amused.It was sharp and bitter. He turned his head away without a word or a chance for me to

Aiden’s POV "I… I Like you, Jake." I stuttered, staring at the floor. "I mean…" I stuttered again."What? Aiden?" Jake asked, brushing my head like a puppy.“Stop Jake, Listen to me.” I replied shyly. “I like you. Like... actually. I love you, Jake.” I finally confessed. It felt good to let it off my chest after years of obsessing over him but Jake didn't say anything. “Jake,” I called out, just to be sure he heard me and then I continued talking before he said anything. “I do like you and not in a weird way—well, I mean—I like like you. I want to be near you. I want more than just…Friends.”I wanted him to say something. Anything, but he didn’t even look up.“Your mate reading is in three days, Aiden,” he said coolly. “You should focus on that.”He walked off like I hadn’t just laid my heart out in pieces.And yeah, I laughed it off. Told myself he was being mature, responsible. Pack and alpha responsibilities, prolly other stuff too. But it gutted me. Deep down, I kept waiting f