The pressure within the lounge had become too much, and I think I had spoken as much as I was able to for now. It was like a pressure valve had been released, and I felt so much better, but I still had a limit. We had reached further in sharing with my father with regard to the weight upon my mind than I had ever been able to before; and that felt like a massive milestone. An achievement. I hoped it was a sign of things to come and could only hope my parents would support me the way I needed. But the pressure from over-sharing was lingering, and I needed some space.
Not only that, but hearing my mother blather on so much about Presley being so much of a good friend was breaking me. I knew how wonderful the girl was. I did not need someone to remind me. Hearing it all was making me consider just what she had sacrificed for me. That brought so much guilt flooding through me, bringing me here with one thing upon my mind…
Yet as I spoke the words that I never though
The pressure within the lounge had become too much, and I think I had spoken as much as I was able to for now. It was like a pressure valve had been released, and I felt so much better, but I still had a limit. We had reached further in sharing with my father with regard to the weight upon my mind than I had ever been able to before; and that felt like a massive milestone. An achievement. I hoped it was a sign of things to come and could only hope my parents would support me the way I needed. But the pressure from over-sharing was lingering, and I needed some space.Not only that, but hearing my mother blather on so much about Presley being so much of a good friend was breaking me. I knew how wonderful the girl was. I did not need someone to remind me. Hearing it all was making me consider just what she had sacrificed for me. That brought so much guilt flooding through me, bringing me here with one thing upon my mind…Yet as I spoke the words that I never though
I felt Zaine’s eyes resting upon mine. He looked so much more relaxed. Seeing him with his father hit me hard. The way they held onto one another showed how desperately they had needed one another. How badly they had needed to talk this through. And now, Zaine had the support he needed. I was so proud. He had addressed his fears, albeit cornered into doing so, but he had got them out into the open. He shared his troubles, and now I hoped things might improve for him. But a dart of fear shot through me. With that support now in place, and if things went on to improve, what if he didn’t need me anymore?‘Awww. You want him to need you? Despite the fact he never really did all the time at college?’ Shira teased. 'Regardless of you complaining about the drama whilst being here, you have actually enjoyed him needing you. Leaning on you for a change.'I was not about to admit that my wolf may be close to the truth. Since we had been within Zaine's pac
Time seemed to have stood still. I don’t know how long we had been standing there. But I was within my father’s arms. He was holding me close to him, like his life depended upon it. I cannot remember the last time my father had hugged me... But what shocked me more, was despite all he had heard, he had not pushed me away. He had listened. He had not told me I was a failure as I had feared. He accepted my dark truths. And now he held me within his arms, seemingly providing himself with as much comfort as he offered me. My father was struggling as much as I was. He had battled the pain of guilt for so long, and now it appeared to have flooded to the surface.“So what happens now?” I whispered, dreading the answer, but deep down knowing I could not continue along this path. Hearing the truth of my Uncle had opened my eyes to the depths these battles I fought were capable of reaching. I did not want to fall to those levels. Flailing beneath the surface, unable to gain back control. Nor di
My body shook with anger, yet trembled with the fear and the pain that was currently coursing through me. They had lied to me. Hidden things from me. And their reasoning was that they had been doing what they thought was the best? Trying to protect me? I certainly did not feel protected. Protected meant feeling safe. Safe like I felt as a small child. I had not felt safe when I had curled up into a ball upon my bed within my room, fearing my future. Terrified of returning to my pack and facing what may come….‘They were not the only ones hiding things, though were they.’ Blade said rather bluntly.A fresh wave of anger surged through me. He had a damn nerve! ‘Oh, and you are one to talk?! You have been paired with me for so long and not even a fucking word, you two-faced piece of shit!’ I snarled. I had felt betrayed by my own parents, of course I did, yet this betrayal felt like something else entirely. It was hard to explain. Your wolf
I had barely spoken, sitting there doing my best to be there for my friend, while battling the temptation to speak out when Zaine seemed so reluctant to. He had to share how he felt for things to improve, but I knew that his fear was stopping him; yet other than the slight encouragement I offered, it was not my place to speak for him. However, the moment his father had begun to speak, I knew it was time to remain silent. He was sharing things that Zaine evidently needed to know. Things that had remained hidden. And, from the expression upon his face, he may not be taking them too well…“Blade?” He whispered from next to me.His father nodded, suddenly seeming to avoid his son’s gaze. I think I had come to the same conclusion as Zaine, but maybe there was more to this than we were realizing. There certainly seemed to have been plenty of hidden information before now. Secrets. And from the look within my friend's eyes, he did not like the thought his family would keep things from him, d
I sat opposite my parents, my heart pounding so heavily within my chest. I felt like my head was displaced from my own body by the panic that coursed through me. I hated feeling this way. Like my body was not my own. The look upon my father's face at my words told me I had done damage I may never be able to repair. And as much as I had wanted things to change within my pack, I had never wanted to hurt them…They were my parents. Despite their faults, I loved them. They loved me. I had never doubted that. They, or more so my father, had wanted me to be a stronger Alpha than I may be capable of being, and had pushed me accordingly…“Zaine.” It was my mother’s voice that disturbed my panic-stricken thoughts as my breathing became erratic. I allowed my eyes to fall upon her familiar features. She looked concerned. “Calm yourself down, sweetheart. Slow your breathing down. Big deep breaths, okay? You are going to have a panic attack if