Arienne's POVWherever Kat is, I've stopped looking for her. I can feel it inside me, exactly what's happening right now. And to think I trusted her. To think I let her mark me. Right now, she is sleeping with someone else. My vision is red as I head up to my room and start pulling her things from my closet. I don't want any of this. I don't want to look at it, to smell it, or to touh her, or anything that belinged to her, ever again. And to think I was running to her becasue I thought she was in trouble. I wasn't in pain becasue she was in pain. I was am in pain because she is sleeping with someone else.How could she do this to me? Is this her sick form of revenge, because of how I treated her in the beginning? She knows how sorry I am. She knows. I will never trust another person to get that close to me, ever again. "Arienne! Are you even listening to me?" I hear someone scream behind me. When I look up from my rage, I see the entire room is a torn apart mess, with Carmen stan
Arienne's POV Part of me wants to believe her, but I didn't feel an ounce of anything except pain while it was happening. There's no way I can sift through what I was feeling and sort out what Amikat was thinking. I don't know if Elliot would even be bold enough to do something like that to my mate without her consent. She had to have consented to it, or he wouldn't have even tried. Or, she at least had to have been flirting back. I have no way of knowing what was going through her mind. I will never know what really happened. As I try to sift through everything, I keep feeling Amikat tapping away at the mental barrier I've put between her and I. It's annoying, really. I just need to process this all before I can even look at her again. Just thinking about what happened, is eating away at me. I seriously can't believe that she would do something like this to me. A knock sounds at the door to my office, and I tense up. "Who is it?" I deadpan. "It's Samuel, can I come in?" he say
Amikat’s POV I always find myself in the woods after a long day. Work sucks, all I do is talk to customers all day, and I am not a people person. I work at a local grocery store in the customer service booth. That means I get all of the angry and disgruntled customers. I’d like to think that one day I’ll have a career and a life that I enjoy, but for now, it’s just working to make ends meet. The air is crisp and cold tonight. It’s summer, but I live in Northern Washington in a little town no one’s ever heard of called Greggs. It had just rained a few hours prior, so the foliage is dripping with rain and the soil is wet. This is my favorite scent. Musky, after the rain, mixed with the smell of pine and sap. The moisture has already soaked through the canvas on my Converse from my short walk out to my favorite spot. It’s a little cliff, probably about twenty feet or so, overhanging a little pond covered in lily pads and algae. The frogs are always singing by this time of night. It’s
Arienne’s POV I know that feeling. I’ve felt it before, and I never thought in a million years that I’d feel it again. I stood there, staring at this girl at the end of the hall, her long waist length brown hair in a tight braid down her back gave me a perfect view of her beauty. A little heart shaped face, and the most gorgeous pair of golden brown eyes stared back at me, wide, and confused. I was confused too, damn the Moon Goddess… What a sick sense of humor she has. Bringing me a second chance mate? Today? This was the last place I expected to meet her. I’m not ready. I don’t know if I can handle this yet. I try my best to keep my emotions at bay and not lose it in front of her. I don’t want her, yet still, I have to know her. I approach her quickly, my feet moving me towards her. Arlo is howling in my head, screaming the same word over and over again, as if I didn’t already know what was going on. ‘Mate! Mate! Mate!’ Arlo forwards himself and grabs her face, pulling her close
Amikat’s POV Everyone applauded us as we stood on stage together, and Arienne never let go of my hand. The sensation was unreal. I’ve held other people’s hands before, been in relationships, but just touching his skin was more than anything I’ve ever felt towards anyone. He looks down at me and smiles, and I hate to say I couldn’t smile back. This man has been so hot and cold with me. I feel like I never know what side I’m going to get. After he’s done making his announcements, he helps me off the stage and trails after me like a lost dog as I head back to Carmen and her friends. “Amikat, wait please, can I talk to you?” I turn around sharply and glare at him. “Dude, you hated me an hour ago, and now you wanna be all buddy buddy with me? It doesn’t work like that.” “Please, just stop and listen.” I continue pushing my way past people to the edge of the yard. I start to remember what the girls told me. How I should give him time. I stop and turn to look at him. “Thank you. Can we
Arriene’s POV I didn’t mean it like that. I need to make sure she knows that. Panicked, I jump out of the bed and head to the bathroom door and start knocking, hoping she’ll just let me in. I can feel her hurt in my chest, and I know she took offense. She doesn’t reply to my knocking. I hear her shuffling around in there and occasionally she lets out a deep, skaky breath. I knock again. “Go away!” she yells. “Just leave me alone!” “Kat, I didn’t mean it like that.” “What else would you have meant by telling me I mean nothing to you?” “That’s not what I said!” I’m beginning to grow impatient. She won’t even listen to me. “You need to calm down and listen to me. Let me in, please.” She says nothing. Angrily, I begin to walk away, but right before I reach the door I hear the locking mechanism on the bathroom door click. The cracks the bathroom door open just wide enough for me to see a puffy, red eye. A sharp pain goes through my chest at the sight. I’ve made my mate cry.
Amikat's POVI woke up to an empty bed, Arienne being long gone already. He'd switch me a text saying he was in his office working, and not to disturb him today. Great. It's my birthday, and he doesn't even want to hang our with me. Go me. I decide to deep clean my tv and sitting area after the little get together the girls and I had. I wiped down the table, vacuumed the crumbs out of the carpet and furniture, and then went over to the sink and did all the dishes. Maybe I should go see Carmen. I head down the hall with Jace in tow down to Carmen's room. Knocking at the door warranted no response, so I move on, planning to check the kitchen. She likes to bake, so she might be somewhere down there. This lead was a dead end as well. "Everyone's been pretty busy today, maybe you should just head back to your room," suggests Jace."Sit there and be bored all day again? I don't think so. I'm already not allowed to go outside so it's not fair to confine me to just my room," I argue. Jace
I drop my robe to the forest floor, exposing my naked body to Arienne. He doesn't flinch or turn away at my nudity, and I gather that this might be becasue werewolves are accustomed to this sort of thing. If they're always in the nude after they shift, I'd think they might be a little desensitized to it. I admit I'm a little shy to show myself like this, but it feels okay, and I feel confortable around Arienne. I turn to him to ask for the time, but as soon as I look in his direstion, I know. Fire shoots through every single portion of my body and my breathing becomes labored as I try to keep myself from screaming. Soon, I hear my bones begin to snap and crack, as if trying to rearrange themselves. Of course I don't have to hear it to know it's happening. This is absolutely the most physical pain I've been in, in my entire life. Eventually I can't hold it in anymore, and I begin to scream and howl. As I lay, writhing around on the ground, both Amira and Arienne try to talk me throug