~MILLIE~
“No… no-no-no.” I wept. My heavy arm dropped to the bed with my phone still in the grip of my hand and my body juddered as the sobbing took full control. Everything around me slowed except for my heartbeat which was rapid in pace. He just wanted a fuck. Her voice was crystal clear in my mind and the pain was intense in my chest. A pain that I had never experienced before.
“I thought he wanted me,” I whispered, screwing my eyes shut as fresh tears clouded my vision. I pulled my knees into my chest and hugged my legs tightly, wishing this didn’t hurt a
~MILLIE~The hot water from the shower soothed my skin but did nothing to ease my breaking heart. I hoped it may have helped me feel better, but it just gave me more time to vividly remember the past 24 hours. As much as I wanted to forget and move on, my mind was denying me of that request. Instead, it was inserting image after image into a polaroid viewing screen. Flashbacks of my party, my dress, my shoes, were quickly followed by reliving the intimacy between me and Aiden. I could almost feel him on my skin, kissing me, touching me, being inside me. The thoughts set my body alive and made my core pulse with need, but it broke me at the same time. Blazing torture filled with lust, quickly extinguished by the thoughts that followed next. Th
~AIDEN’S WOLF~"Aiden! Shift! You’re too dangerous to be here like this!" I looked over my shoulder to see Kieran closing Tia's bedroom door, locking us both inside. Shift. Who the fuck does he think he is? Brother, yes. Beta, also yes. Alpha... No. Turning my Body so I was now facing him front on, I growled, giving him a warning sign. I wasn’t willing to cooperate. Not today. Recognising my irritation, he raised his hands and dipped his head.I stared at him for a few more seconds before looking around the room.
~MILLIE~I had been at work for over an hour already, and whilst I welcomed the distraction, I was really struggling to keep myself together. I dished out fake chuckles followed by fake smiles strewn across my face to divert any attention and to avoid those awkward ‘are you ok?’ or ‘do you want to talk about it?’ questions. I was almost certain that April knew I wasn't okay, she was a witch after all, but she didn't attempt to interrogate me or even initiate a conversation about my party. I suppose being a healer witch was a good thing… sixth sense on emotions and all.&
~MILLIE~My little chat with Kieran was like a slap to the face with a wet fish. Realisation stung. “Why didn’t I just give Aiden a chance to explain himself?” I sighed as the spring in my step turned to regret. Guilt caused an incessant throb in my heart and butterflies danced around my stomach. Not only did I refuse to entertain a conversation, but I also said I may reject him. My body ached at recalling the spiteful words I spat and Aiden’s reaction to them. I know it sounded crazy, but I was sure I felt his disappointment. I sure as hell felt mine. Another surge of remorse washed over me like an icy wave on a shallow beach. Dan caused this. He was the reason why I was scared. He was the reason why those bad memorie
~MILLIE~Tia’s unfriendly eyes refused to leave mine. Her green orbs looked cold and sinister, almost as though she was dead behind them, yet somehow with a glint of immorality. Dominance and intimidation oozed from her slim physique as she stood in a power pose, both hands perched on her hips. She was pretty. Really pretty, even with her scolding expression and paled skin against her jet-black hair which was pulled into a high bun. And, just for a second, I doubted myself. Why wouldn’t Aiden have slept with her? I mean, she was beautiful, and I was a plain Jane.“Nice to meet
~TIA~I stared at Kieran, observing him, anticipating more words to leave his filthy mouth, however, unconsciousness took hold and his eyes rolling back into his head. “Fuck!” I hissed as I looked away, yet Kieran’s final conscious words ate at me like a worm in a compost heap. Jarrad wouldn’t have told Aiden. Surely not. I’m his sister, his only remaining flesh and blood. I tried to convince my thoughts that my brother couldn’t have betrayed me, but all reassurance came to the same uncertainty … How would Aiden have known my plans? The names of a select few tiptoed into my mind, casting a shadow of doubt over those I trusted. Elder Richards, the dark witch, Jarrad. No… no this can’t be
~MILLIE~His fist connected with the delicate skin on my cheek, stinging it in an instant. I shrieked and curled up into a tight foetal position, hiding my face from further impact. My eyes flushed with water, not from tears packed with misery, but from the throbbing pain radiating across the left side of my face. Yes, it hurt like a bitch, but what alarmed me the most was the surprise of his punch. He hardly ever hit me in the face.It would attract too much attention to you’,was his excuse, almost like he was doing me a favour. Instead, he would purple my torso and limbs in various shapes and sizes.
~MILLIE~The door scuffed against the floor as it closed, and just like that, she was gone. No, she can’t have just gone. “Come back! Come back you bitch!” I yelled against my restricted body, but the door remained shut. Where was she going? Who did she need to see? Panic began to race through my body as question upon question entered my mind. Everyone I cared for was now in danger and I needed to do something… Anything. Feeling empowered to save my loved ones, I pushed myself up. I felt strong. I felt galvanised.I felt Dan slam my body back down against the tabletop.