extra long chapter. sorry it took me a while. i had do some research on spinal cord injuries, didn't want to make the whole thing up. i also couldn't write last night, because i was watching never have i ever. my guilty pleasure is high school shows. i always forget that i am closer in age to the mothers in that show than the high school girls. but still. i love it.
Leia’s pov These three weeks have been fucking hard. I am so happy I have Asher now, because I wouldn’t know if I would have been fucking okay without him. Every night before bed, Asher assured me it wasn’t my fault and that Kat would forgive me. I really fucking hoped she would. I don’t know if she fucking knew she died. Like her heart actually stopped for a fucking minute, because she lost too much blood and wasn’t healing. Her father had given her a blood transfusion, but the bad news didn’t fucking stop there. Then they told us she would never fucking walk again, until Doctor Aarush found another way to treat her and now she would probably walk again, but it would take a fucking long time. I never would have imagined our summer holiday and the first months of the our final high school year, being spend with Kitty Kat in a fucking wheelchair. But at least she was alive. Kate felt bad she couldn’t be there when Sierra and Asher graduated, but she still wasn’t strong enough to le
Sierra’s pov I would do anything to help Kate. Especially after not being there on time to save her. I knew it wasn’t my fault, Mona was to blame. But that didn’t mean I couldn’t have deciphered Kate’s message sooner or I could have done more to stop Mona from shooting Kate. “Stop blaming yourself, just focus on how you can help her now.” Grace said. Apparently how I could help Kate, was by sleeping next to her. It sounded like it would have the opposite effect. Kate was in love with me and sleeping beside someone, knowing they didn’t feel the same, would probably hurt. “But you care for her.” Grace said. “I do. I care for Kate, but I am not in love with her.” “As your wolf I must say, you aren’t as straight as you think you are. I still remember you thinking about Kate’s butt and soft skin while you were shifting. Pretty sure the next thing you would be thinking about were her perfectly shaped breasts, but I was already done shifting.” Grace said, teasing me. “I can admire some
Kate’s pov I hoped Sierra didn’t think my, glow in the dark, stars were lame. She had given them to me when Asher and I got our separate rooms. I was worried I’d be scared in the dark by myself. Asher was twelve and I was ten and Asher thought he was getting too big to share a room with me. I think it was because I had started getting breasts. Or maybe because Asher needed his privacy for reasons I don't want to think about. Curse my mom and her curves, because puberty came early for me. Breasts at ten and my period six months later. I liked my breasts now, but I hated them at first. It made boys look at me in a different way. They’ve grown a few sizes along the way, but I was used to it by now. They were sometimes in the way during training though, but right now that wouldn’t be an issue. I couldn’t run or do anything that would make them bounce now anyway. All I could do is sit and I could lie down and apparently I could feel sorry for myself. I had to trust Mary and the Moon G
Asher’s pov “No way, Kate. I am not letting you go down there.” Dad said, sternly. “But, dad. I can make her talk.” Kate said, looking up at dad from her wheelchair. “No,” dad shook his head violently, “you never have to see that woman again. I’ll use my Alpha command again.” Dad hated using that. He liked giving people a choice. It hurt to try and go against such a command, like I felt when I was beating on Mark. I would have killed Mark if he dad hadn’t used his alpha command. “Well, it would have saved us all a lot of trouble if I did.” I thought. “We would be in prison.” Logan argued. “True, but Leia wouldn’t have been hurt, Bella would still be alive and Kate wouldn’t be in a wheelchair. Just saying.” I replied. Logan growled, “I wanted him dead just as much as you. Even more. But it was good that we were stopped. Your future matters too. And Mona would have had her wish.” “We still don’t know everything about Mona. Only what Kate told us. She could help get answers.” I t
Kate’s pov We were resting near the river and it was perfect. Well, almost perfect. But we were all relaxing and talking until we had to go back. “Ash? Maybe you could sneak me into the dungeon?” I asked my brother. Asher looked surprised, “dad will kill me. He said no. He doesn’t want to make things worse for you.” I shook my head, “it won’t.” She looked at Leia, “if you got the chance to confront Mark, would you?” Leia growled, “yeah, I’d fucking tear him a new one. Fucking asshole.” “And if I can help the pack this way,” I said choosing my words carefully, “it might be worth it. She was send here by her family. Maybe they will try to come after her. She was probably going to meet them that weekend.” Asher seemed to think about it, “I don’t know. What would you ask her and what makes you so sure she will answer?” I shrugged, “she owes me.” Asher still seemed unsure. “You would be there, I won’t be alone. Please, I don’t want to stay scared of her. This might help me too.” I
Asher’s pov “I’m really proud of you both, but also angry for disobeying me.” dad said. “But mostly proud, right?” I joked. Kate shook her head and rolled her eyes, “Asher.” Dad actually laughed, “yes. I am mostly proud of you both.” He then looked at Kate, “don’t ever go down there again, without me present okay?” Kate nodded, “okay, daddy.” She always called him daddy if he was angry, because he would turn into freaking potty in her hands. She always was a daddy’s girl. “But you did get your answers, thanks to her.” Logan said. “Yeah, I don’t know what Kate wants to do when she finishes high school. But otherwise, I’d have a spot for her as my advisor or whatever Beta Damian was, before he became the Beta.” “Pack scholar?” Logan said, unsure. I suddenly remembered, “pack advisor!” I hate when I forget something and it keeps nagging at me, until I remember. Leia and Sierra were sitting in the living room, talking, when Kate and I came in. “I’m so sorry, uncle Osiris was t
Sierra’s povI really appreciated that Kate thought to ask that question. That she wanted to know why my dad was killed, because that was something that always bothered me. Why him? Why not someone else?Did dad do something? Could it had been avoided?Well, I knew now. Maybe it could have been avoided if dad and mom didn’t go on their dates to the beach. But they were so special to them and it was just random that Mona’s stepdad was their that day.I had to come to terms with that his murder was bad luck. It wasn’t a hit, it was just a hunter that saw an opportunity. I didn’t know if it was better or worse, but at least I knew now.“I hope it brings your mom some peace too.” Grace said.“Yeah and Roman. And the rest of the pack.”I thought Kate was really brave going down to the dungeon and facing Mona, especially in her current situation. But I should have expected it, Kate had always been brave. Sometimes I forget how brave she is, because she’s can get anxious in social sit
Leia’s pov “Hey, where the fuck did Sierra go?” I asked Kate. I had promised I’d spend a few hours with her after training and expected Sierra to still be here. Kate sighed, “we had this moment and for a second I thought she was going to kiss me. But the whole thing just reminded me of the last time I thought she was going to kiss me. I can’t be this close to her. Have her in my bed and holding my face in her hands. Telling me I’m perfect and beautiful. It’s too painful.” “She did fucking what?” Kate shook her head, “I told her how I felt about my scar and she was just trying to be nice. But she said everything I would want her to say, if things were different. I didn’t want to ruin things again by reading too much into it.” It made me think. Why the fuck was Sierra being so touchy feely with Kat? “Show me.” Kate raised an eyebrow. “Fucking show me what she did. I need to know if it was you, misinterpreting things or if she is sending you mixed fucking signals. “So we were bo