“I can't believe that Rex would do that.”
“Well, believe it or not - here I am. Engagement broken off and single once again at the age of thirty six. Yippee!!!” My best friend, Keisha smiled sadly but snatched the bottle of beer in my hand. “Okay. I understand you are heartbroken but A: You have had enough alcohol…for now. B: We should be celebrating - not you here moping around. This is a testimony, a blessing in disguise. Really, look at me. Rex has been nothing but a liability tied around your neck for six good years. If anything I'm so glad that the burden chose to detangle himself.” I sighed, and reached out for the drink but she swapped my hand away with a glare. “You are not going to sit here mopping like a loser. Especially not for that low life. You deserve better than Rex.” “Yeah right. Look at me. I'm thirty six years old - I'm certainly not getting any younger so trust me, I'm not that hot in the market anymore. I'm disappointed!” I slammed my palm on the table and hiccuped. “Say one more rubbish about yourself and I'm gonna smack you into next week. Are you crazy? You are a beautiful young woman - with a successful career and business. You are smart, wise and all that.” My shoulder dropped because she would not fucking understand me. “I understand how you feel, but snap out of this self pity. Rex Is not worth it. Right now just focus on celebrating your freedom, having fun, and your life. I mean, you are single after being tied down in the dating pool of years. If I were you, I'd be taking advantage of this.” Typical Keisha. She would find a golden linen in everything, no matter how bad and ugly the situation was. “I really loved Rex. I really loved him and I did so much for him now this is how he pays me back?” “Well Rex is a grade - A - douchebag. We all know that.” Keisha said and I smiled. “Thank you Keisha, for being here.” “Sure. You are my girl. Home training is the only thing stopping me from seeking out that bastard and killing him. But I'm two seconds away from making some calls.” I laughed between tears and shook my head. Keisha said nothing again and I motioned for the bartender to get me another drink. The moment I told Keisha about the break up, she had come to me, and dragged me to a popular club, demanding that I need a distraction But the bottles of beer and the lloyd music were not enough to distract me from the pain coursing through my veins each time my mind goes back to what happened - which was every other minute. Six years. Six years of putting my life on hold, doing everything I could possibly do for Rex and what do I get in return? It wasn't just about it being a good riddance. It was the fact that I had wasted too much, my time, my resources on him only for me to be paid back with this. I let out a sharp breath, and snatched the open bottle the bartender kept by my side. “Well, a toast to loser exes.” I said raising the beer and Keisha snapped her fingers. “Now that right there is the energy I'm talking about.” We laughed and resumed drinking. I kept on drinking, sip after sip, bottle after bottle until I could feel the room spinning over my head and my vision became blurry. “Uh - oh.” Keisha murmured leaning closer to me, “don't look now, but there's the demon ex and a new girl.” Rex? I whipped around to stare, ignoring Keisha groans and ‘I said do not look.’ And lo and behold, there was Rex, walking into the bar with a very beautiful lady in his arms. My heart shattered all over again as I stared at him, just taking in how hot he looks. And the lady with him, was that his new girlfriend? She looked rich, dashing and of course younger. Certainly can't be compared to an old hag like me now, can she? Oh Rex… I saw his eyes searching through the room until they fell on me. Our gaze held for a few seconds then he grinned, whispering something to the young fiancé snatcher and they started walking towards us. “Oh please, do not tell me they are coming here.” Keisha groaned. “Fine, I won't tell you.” Because they were really coming here. “Fuck.” I almost laughed, but I didn't, because my gaze was on Rex as he approached us. He looked different today. Dressed in a dashing blue suit. “Hello there, Elara. I had no idea that we would find you here.” Rex greeted pulling the lady closer. “Hi,” I croaked out, finally averting my gaze from him. I'm not gonna be an idiot. I'm not gonna be an idiot. “Meet my girlfriend, Nina. Nina is Elara. I've told you about her, and her friend Keisha.” The girl, Nina smiled but I could tell just how forced the smile was even from my drunken mind. “It's so lovely to meet you, Elara. Yes, Rex has told me so much about you.” “Funny, he never mentioned a thing about you.” “Why would he?” Keisha chimed in, “she was just a side chick he was shagging by the sides.” The girl turned to Keisha, her eyes flashing in anger, “whatever. In the end, I'm still the one he's gonna marry.” “Oh honey,” Keisha laughed, shaking her head, “is that what he told you? Guess who heard that before? My friend here but that didn't stop him from breaking her heart. If he could do that - what makes you think he wouldn't do the same to you?” I nudged Keisha's legs urging her to stop but she only fixed me a glare before turning back to the couple. I'm really not in the mood for a fight or whatever I can see this turning into. “Do not listen to her, baby. They are both just bitter old hags.” “Of course I know. I mean look at her,” Nina jabbed a finger in my direction, “look how pathetic and disgusting she is. What makes you think that I can be compared to your friend? She is nothing! Mo man would want to have anything to do with a low life like her.” Ouch. That wounded me. Like I was being stabbed, but I still said nothing. “She might have a low - life according to you. I'm not even interested in exchanging words with you As for you Rex, since you are now all high and mighty, why don't you pay Elara here the ten million you owe her?” “Keisha!” I gasped but she waved me off. Dear God, we really do not need to do this here - not right now. “Do not Keisha me! This bastard does not get to suck off you like a parasite for half a dozen years, break your heart then bring his empty headed bimbo in here to insult you! He either pays back, or I'm going to disgrace the hell outta him here.” “Like I said, low lives. Not a single class. Just ten million?” Nina said and opened her purse, bringing out a flashy back card, “here. There is thirty million dollars in this card. Take it, keep the change - I'm sure you definitely need it.” “I do not need your fucking money!” I growled, glaring at her but she gave me a nonchalant shrug and threw the card on my bare lap. “Sure you do. Forget the pride, it' Always looks stupid in wretched souls like you. You will never - ever hold a candle to me, Elara. And that's why Rex chose me over you.” Keisha snatched the card before I could do anything - like pick it up and break it - and placed it in her purse muttering, “this doesn't even cover for what you have wasted on the bastard so, you are entitled to it.” “Nina Willows,” A deep voice cut through the tense air and we all turned around to see who the new audience was. My jaw dropped - because no way in hell is it possible. The man, standing right next to us, was a perfect embodiment of a Greek god. Maybe it's my drunken mind, or something but I could grab him, eat him all up and then some. How was it possible for a man to look so dangerously hot? He was dressed in white tees, and white pants - an angel - and he had beautiful blue eyes that were as deep as the ocean, and something told me that this man right here - possesses secrets just as deep. And his red hair, which looked curled from what I could see, was styled in a messy bun which brought out his perfectly chiselled facial features. “Excuse me,” Nina answered haughtily, “do I know you?” “I'm sure you will know the answer to that question soon enough. I suggest you take your… little man friend and run along now, or blood will start flowing.” He cracked his fingers, but my eyes were just drawn to his bulging biceps. Oh I'm definitely ovulating again. Nina, surprisingly, grabbed Rex's arm and they left. “Thank you,” Keisha greeted the stranger whose eyes were now on me. “It's not an issue. I hate intentional bullies. Hi, my name is Stefan.” He said with a kind smile that sent butterflies up my belly. “Hello Stefan, I'm Keisha,” my friend said when I took too long to respond, “and my tongue tied friend here is Elara. You have to pardon her. She is going through a Tia crisis so she must have forgotten how to be polite.” Stefan laughed — and oh the sound of his laughter was so sweet to the ear, like the sounds of music. “Can I buy you ladies a drink?” “Oh there are lots of things I'd love you to do for me,” I said dreamily, “but none of them involves sitting down and drinking.” Somewhere in my drunk mind I heard someone - possibly Keisha - clear their throat but I didn't give a damn. “How sweet of you Elara, and …straight forward too.” He thought that was straight forward? “Oh you ain't seen nothing yet handsome.” “Really? Enlighten me.” Blame it on the alcohol - which I'm definitely gonna do tomorrow morning if I remember any of this. I hooked my finger around the hem of his shirt and leaned close to him, with the best seductive look I could come up with. “I want you, to take me to the nearest empty space - get us naked and fuck the hell out of me until I scream.”The next morning dawned with a heavy sense of dread weighing on me. As I lay in bed, the sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting warm golden patterns across my room. I should have felt comforted, but instead, I felt like I was on the edge of a precipice, teetering and waiting for the inevitable plunge. I forced myself to sit up and swing my legs over the side of the bed. The wooden floor was cold against my bare feet, and I shivered slightly. I had avoided checking my phone all morning, fearing a text from Stefan or, worse, Rex. But as I took a deep breath and steeled myself, I grabbed my phone from the nightstand.No new messages. A mix of relief and disappointment washed over me. It was strange how much I had come to rely on the presence of Stefan in my life, even though he stirred up so much uncertainty. I shuffled to the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face. I stared at my reflection, taking in the dark circles under my eyes and the way my hair stuck out in all dire
The lights of the city twinkled like stars as Keisha drove through the familiar streets, but the beauty of it all felt distant, as if I were watching a movie from behind a glass screen. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, a chaotic jumble of emotions that I couldn’t seem to sort out. “Are you okay?” Keisha asked, glancing over at me as we waited at a stoplight. Her concern was palpable, and I appreciated it, but it only added to the weight on my chest.“Yeah, I’m fine,” I replied, though my voice lacked conviction. The words felt heavy on my tongue, weighed down by the truth I was trying to deny. I wasn’t fine. I was a mess, caught between the reality of my life and the bizarre new world Stefan had introduced me to.“What’s going on in that head of yours?” she probed, her eyes steady on the road but her attention completely focused on me. “You’ve been quiet ever since we left your place.”I sighed, leaning my head back against the seat. “I don’t know, Keisha. I feel… I don’t know. C
The air outside felt thick, like a brewing storm ready to unleash itself, but I couldn’t focus on the weather. My mind raced with everything that had happened recently. The revelations, the strange connection with Stefan, and now the humiliation Rex had put me through—it was all too much. I could feel a heavy weight settling in my chest as I made my way to my car, my thoughts swirling like a hurricane.I tried to push it all down. Tried to tell myself that it wasn’t a big deal. But the truth was, things were changing, and I had no control over any of it.As I started the car, the engine’s low rumble did little to soothe my nerves. The memory of Stefan’s promise back in that dark closet echoed in my head. He’d said he would deal with Rex, that he wouldn’t let anyone hurt me. But I didn’t want him fighting my battles. I could handle Rex on my own. I *had* to.Yet, there was something about Stefan’s protective nature that unsettled me. It wasn’t just his promises; it was the way he look
I shouldn’t have come to campus today. That was the thought swirling through my mind as I walked across the courtyard, my heart pounding in my chest. After everything that had happened—the shocking revelations, Stefan’s insane claim that he was a werewolf, and the terrifying fact that I believed him—I needed time to process. But instead, I was here, trying to pretend that everything was normal. But it wasn’t. Nothing felt normal anymore.The whispers followed me through the hallways. They had since Rex and his girlfriend, that snake Clarissa, had humiliated me in front of the entire faculty the other day. My feet dragged as I moved toward the faculty lounge, not because I was physically tired, but because I dreaded what would come next. Stefan had kept his distance since his dramatic reveal, something I was grateful for but also… unsettled by. Part of me wanted him to barge into my life again and force me to confront this madness. The other part of me wanted to run as far away as
The air was still, thick with tension as I sat in my living room, staring blankly at the walls. My mind had been spinning ever since Stefan’s ultimatum. It was as if the universe had tilted, and I was left clinging to the remnants of my old life, trying to make sense of it all. *Werewolves? Mates? Danger?*It was impossible. Completely absurd. I should’ve laughed in his face, but every time I tried to, something tugged at the back of my mind—his eyes. The way he looked at me, the raw emotion in his voice, it didn’t feel like a lie. But how could it be true? How could *any* of it be true?I groaned, rubbing my temples in frustration. Keisha had already called twice, sensing something was wrong, but I didn’t have the energy to explain. Not yet. Not until I could figure out what the hell was happening.The soft buzzing of my phone on the table pulled me out of my thoughts. For a second, I hesitated, hoping it wasn’t Stefan again. I didn’t think I could handle another intense conversation
The early morning light filtered through the trees, casting long shadows over the clearing as I paced back and forth, my mind racing. I had never been one for patience, especially when it came to matters this important, but I knew that pushing Elara too far, too fast, would only make things worse. And yet, time was running out.She had no idea the kind of danger she was in—none at all. The longer she stayed unaware, the more vulnerable she became. But every time I tried to explain, she shut me out. The fear in her eyes when I mentioned what we were, what *I* was, was like a knife to the gut. She thought I was just messing with her, playing some cruel game.I stopped pacing and raked a hand through my hair, letting out a low growl of frustration. She didn’t understand, and I couldn’t exactly blame her. How could a human begin to comprehend the weight of the bond that tied us together, or the threats lurking just beyond the veil of her reality?But she *had* to understand. She had to kn