Unfortunately, Isabella is right. I can't go running and let my true form out in this place so full of people and cameras everywhere. But still, I need to let my aggression out and I can only do that if I'm not in that room with her. When I finally find a mostly empty spot after walking for a long time, some idiot crashes into me."Ouch, look where you're walking asshole," he complains, raising a hand to pat the shoulder that collided with mine. He picked a bad moment to bump into me. I push him backwards with one hand without moderating my strength and the poor human goes flying until he lands on his ass in the street, then on his head and then he goes completely stiff. God, it was like throwing a bag filled with glass, completely fragile and weak. It's not even worth fighting one of the humans, so instead of going at him, I decide to take my frustration out on the wall until my fist almost makes a hole in there. It's not enough, but it's all I can do while being in this damn city
{ Isabella }The first thing I do when I get back to the pack is to go straight to a hotel and lock myself in there so I can cry, curse everything and then keep crying some more. Going from such a high high to such a fucking low low in such a short time is not an easy thing to do. Of course I didn't really want to break up with Liam after having so much fun together and realizing I love him, but what was the alternative? Stay with him and raise our child together? Absolutely not. No way.I was so happy these last few weeks with him that I almost forgot about my goals and what I really want, but life has a very efficient way of reminding you that nothing good lasts long. My relationship with Liam was good, so it was destined to be short-lived. I have to accept that and move on as easily I have done with the ten other boyfriends I have broken up with before. I have to forget about my feelings and get ready to live through nine months of pure misery and then possibly a big explosion w
Well, I guess my sobriety is over, but at this point I can't remember why I even wanted to be sober when something so great exists in this world. I should live like this all the time, it would be so much better. Just fun and weird shapes around me. I've been crawling around on the floor like a caterpillar for a while now and I’m still having more fun than ever before. This is way better than anything I've ever done. I'm somehow listening to my favorite songs on repeat without the need for a device and I have a lot of new friends. The bugs that are crawling around on the floor just like me. They would never let me down and they would never fuck my girl like Theo does constantly. Ha. Although it would do Isabella good to get fucked by a giant caterpillar, that ugly fucking witch. I seriously hate her like I've never hated anyone before. That's why I shouldn't have let my guard down, only bad things happen when you let your guard down with a woman. They're all a bunch of living garba
"Okay, now it's time to go home," my dad says after I’ve been silent for a while, just thinking. He gets up first and grabs my arm to help me up, but I don't let him, "You're butt ass naked in the fucking wilderness, kid, come on. God knows what kind of things have found their way inside you.""Shut the fuck up. I want to stay here longer, I don't want to go back to the pack just to hear Theo bragging about his stupid baby and his stupid girlfriend," I grumble like a literal kid, but my dad doesn't care, he just pulls me harder until he gets me up for real, "Dad! I need more time to stop feeling so fucking jealous and humiliated.”"It’s good to feel jealous, it will do you good to have some healthy competition. You needed a little humbling down, too. You get what you deserve," he mutters, tugging me back to the cabin. My wolf is still half asleep, so I don't have the strength to stop him. "Having better self-control is another thing you desperately need, so you're going to keep living
{ Isabella }This has been so fucking difficult. It's been almost two months since I've been back from Vegas and I still haven't convinced Theo to fuck me without a condom. I mean, not without being too obvious about it, but I definitely need to stop worrying about being too obvious because time is my enemy and it's running out. I won't be blessed with a flat belly forever. For almost two months, I've been pregnant and fucking miserable, mostly because I've been forcing myself to fuck Theo every fucking chance I get, doing my best not to throw up in the process, but now it's been harder than before because my wolf needs Liam more than ever. And I can’t even blame her or be angry because I know it’s biological. She really needs her mate, the father of her pup, so she can be healthy and happy during this pregnancy.She's been very angry at me for breaking up with him in the first place, but she's also been very angry at Liam for not trying to contact me in any way. He hasn't even sen
Two weeks after finally being set free from having unwanted sex with Theo, I walk into Ginny’s office carrying a heavy suitcase full of pure cash. "Hi, Isa!" Ginny greets me with a warm smile and a tight hug. She's still as friendly and nerdy as I remember her. I hug her back, "I've seen you a few times around the pack, but you always seem so busy. It's good to have you back.""Thanks, Ginny, definitely say hi next time you see me," I tell her in my practiced Luna voice and we walk until we reach her desk, "I have a situation and only someone I fully trust can help me, but it's very delicate."Her smile falters a bit, but she sits back in her chair and nods. Ginny is the older sister of a childhood friend of mine and she very conveniently for me became a OB-GYN, so she is necessary to my plot. She is perhaps one of the most important pieces of the puzzle."Okay," she nods, "But don't worry, I would never discuss your health with anyone, this is a 100 percent safe space."How cute."T
{ Liam }For almost three months, I've been losing my mind trying to stop thinking about that lying bitch Isabella and failing miserably, but I've also been very very curious as to why Theo has been hiding the pregnancy, even from his friends. Or, more importantly, why does he seem to not know? God, it's been eating me up inside. But today, I finally have my answer. Theo literally knew nothing about the pregnancy, Isabella still hadn't told him. Until last Friday. And he's not at all happy about it, so I took advantage of his dark mood and the fact that he finally decided to open up for once. I force him to go to an omega club and get him drunk because I really wanted to get as much information out of him as I could. And when he's drunk, he just talks and talks. So, he ends up telling me everything. Isabella told him she got impregnated just a couple of weeks ago. That's extremely shady and weird, and as much as I hate it, it makes my whole body start to shake with hope. It makes
{ Isabella }As soon as I see Liam get in his Bentley and drive off, I run back into the house and run to my room with so many mixed emotions, I don't know what the fuck to do with them. I cover my face with my hands to cry... and then I laugh. I cry and laugh at the same time because that was so stupid but so fucking good. Liam really makes me so fucking angry, who does he think he is to come here and make me remember how much I want to wrap myself around him and never let go? How dare he ignore my orders to leave me alone?But, shit, thank God he did that. It's like he gave me a magical shot of energy. Just these five minutes we were together made me feel better than I have since... since the last time I saw him, probably. The constant, unbearable pain finally has stopped. What he did out there has healed me like some fated mates magic. Having his hands and mouth on me is actually the most delicious and right feeling I've ever felt. I never thought the biological need to have t