~~Stephanie
You would think death would be quiet.
No loud noises.
No screaming.
No sobbing.
No whispers of goodbye.
No feeling of a presence of a huge hulking bear.
No tingles...Dom?
I hope Dom is in this afterlife with me. I don't want to be alone. I have never done well alone.
I fell back asleep quickly. Dreaming of Dom and I.
When we met. How I stared at him in the car.
When he marked me. Ugh that mark burns even in dreams.
About when he first shifted and how warm Teddy was.
When we got married and he carried me bridal style over the threshold and threw me on the bed.
Our fight at the hotel.
The broken doo
~~Dominic I only go into my human form to go in to town to drink and get some food. I haven't been back to the pack and I didn't want to go back. Everything there is us. Everything in that town reminds me of her. When I left the hospital I ran for days, eating the animals I attacked and never shifting. Even Yano was tired of being in charge. Yano was hurting just as much as I was. He needed his mate to survive. I don't even know how he has lasted this long. Usually when a shifter loses his mate he dies rather quickly. It's coming up on 3 months of not having her near me. Sometimes I swear Yano and I can feel the bond. But it's just numb everywhere. I don't even know if I could feel getting shot right now. Then that leads to where I am now. I'm in town at a bar not far from the edge of the woods. This is where I come when killing and shifting isn't good enough and I need to forget more. It's a shifter bar that borders human
~~Stephanie First thought of the morning? Coffee. Whoever brewed the first coffee beans are my absolute favorite people. I drink coffee every morning. At least 5 cups. Sometimes even one in the afternoon. The packhouse is cold this morning. It's always cold to me though. All the shifters run hot so they have a huge AC system that keeps the house at subzero temperatures. The thermostat reads 62. 62? That's not even normal. How does this AC system even keep up? Now my first needs of the morning are a hoodie and then coffee. I trudge over to the closet in an oversized tshirt from Dom to slip on a pair of jeans and steal another one of his hoodies. I don't even know why the boy owns them. Does he ever get cold? I think he keeps them around for me at this point. I dress quickly and throw on a pair of thick socks. I brush my teeth quickly and head to the smaller kitchen for some coffee. The packhouse is dead quiet since everyone is at tr
~~Dom I slowly walked back to the pack house avoiding being in a hurry today. I was scared to even leave her alone with Brandon. I didn't want her being left alone with anyone that wasn't me or the four guards that were always with her when I wasn't. It terrified me beyond what I knew that I could lose her at any moment. I wasn't lying when I told my mate that I had to work with Grayson but I needed to make a stop to see my mother, father, and brother. It took about 10 minutes of walking to get to their house. The neighborhood still looked exactly the same. It was just filled up more with shifter families. The pack had taken over miles of land like this for families to find refuge. Stephanie's old house still sat next door but a family lived there now. The kids who lived there were now in the orphanage on our pack grounds. As I walked through the front door I could smell banana bread being baked and my mothers laughter ringing
~~Stephanie I wake up the next morning to a cold bed. The night before we had been up with him taking me again and again. Jealousy sure does rile that boy up. I wonder where he went. Dom....where did you go my love? I ask him through our mindlinks. His wall is up again so he's either in a meeting or talking to Grayson at breakfast. I throw on a long sleeved shirt and a pair of high waisted jeans to be comfy. I walk downstairs and he meets me at the end of the stairs as he grabs me and holds me close to him. I can hear him grumbling with himself. "Love. Are you ok?" I ask putting my hands on his cheeks. "Fine." He muttered but he didn't look at me. He's lying to me again. His wall has been up since this morning and all week so far. When we are around each other he keeps looking at me when he doesn't think I know. I work everyday and come home around 3:30 in the afternoon. He holds me longer when I com
~~Dom I stood in my office staring out over the pack. I sigh as I realize my time for leaving is coming closer. When I told her I completely broke down. I haven't broke down or cried like that since I was first drafted. When my name was called when I was 17, I came home to my mother crying. I broke down not wanting to leave. I didn't want to be like my father and work with our government or any government. I wanted to find my mate and settle down quietly. I sigh as my thoughts drift to her. She came in my life at the oddest time. She is so much younger. 6 years younger to be exact. But she seems light years ahead of me. Meeting her when I did scared me down to my core. I didn't want her to be hurt or be hurt by me. I'm not the best at conveying my feelings and I don't talk much. But she understands me. She can just look at me and know what I'm thinking without even looking into my thoughts. She kno
~Stephanie What happened should have never happened in a million years. I understand hes mad at Reese but this is by far ridiculous. I understand he might have gotten angry or maybe a little jealous but his reaction and to tell me that I don't matter was over the top. It left me leaving so empty and so alone in this world. I'm his mate. The only one he will ever get and he made it seem like I was replaceable. But maybe I'm looking too far in to this. I glance around his room again and something catches my eye as I look up at the dresser on the side of his room. A bunch of pictures sit there that haven't been touched in a while but you can tell his mother comes in here to dust every once in a while. I look at one picture in particular. It's sitting on top of his dresser. It's him and his brother when they were in their teens. They stood in front of a tree where they smiled widely for their mother who had to of bee. Behind the camera. He was so
~~Dom "Don't Dominic." She whispered softly. No baby no... don't leave...please. She didnt answer me. Her wall was up. It was never up. My body froze. Anything but her. Take anything in my life but her. I can't have her be disappointed in me. She's all I have. If I lose her I won't be able to take it. Not again. "Little One." I whisper out. My voice cracking. "No. I'm not.....Not right now." She whispered. And just like that she turned around and walked out. I should be chasing her and never letting go but my body is glued to the ground. I still have the glass in my hand. I growled and let out a growl that shook our pictures on the wall. I threw the crystal glass full of whiskey against the wall. It shattered in a million pieces. That's when Yano took over. He didn't even give me a chanc
~~Stephanie Days are going by quicker. Work is busy and the weather is slowly starting to get colder. I sat in the teacher's lounge drinking my hot tea. The tea bag drifting inside my favorite mug that Elizabeth made me a couple of years ago. I sare outside the window at some of the kids sitting outside with no jackets on and laugh at how if it were me I would be bundled in a hoodie, winter jacket, beanie, gloves and a warm coffee in hand to brave any sort of cold weather. "Hey." A deep voice came up behind me. I glanced over my shoulder and forced a smile at the man behind me. "Hey." I said turning back to look out the window. "Free period?" He asked. "Yeah. I'm ready to go home today." I answered laughing. "Me too. Hey did you want to grab a coffee on the way back to the packhouse?" He asked sitting down next to me. "Yeah sure. M