DonaldI stared at her for a moment, absorbing her features in my mind. Unlike the last time I came to see her, she looked better and more robust. Her face was glowing, and I could see the hint of a smile tugging at her lips even though she tried to hide it. Usually, she was either frowning or arguing with me, so I was surprised to see her doing none of that.I had a sudden urge to reach out and touch her face to tell her that I had listened to her pleas, but I held myself back and waited. Julie was a fierce woman and I didn't want to annoy her further, because I wasn't in the mood to argue with her again. I knew she was prone to temper bursts, but a part of me still felt relieved about what I did for her. Her threats had scared me and I half expected to come into her room and see her dead body. I shook my head and tried to banish the picture from my mind, replacing it with her still breathing body in front of me. Suddenly, I felt a hand touch mine on the bed. At first, I jolted and
Chapter Twenty-fourJulieI saw the look of shock on his face when he turned and saw me standing behind him. Donald was a good guy, and it was obvious that he was wearing his heart on his sleeves. Unlike me, I was used to hiding my true feelings and only fighting to stay alive.I held out a hand to him, and he took it, allowing me to lead him back towards the bed. Even though I had no idea what to respond to his confession with, I still wanted him to stay. His act of kindness to me was still surprising, and I suddenly began to wish there was a way to pay him back.When we reached the bed, he pulled his hands away and sat in the same chair as before, while I resumed my position on the bed and started at him. I had to admit that my mate was quite good-looking and the charming definition of a mate, but I didn't have it in me to start a relationship. Not yet, at least.My face must have looked like I was distressed because Donald sat forward after a few seconds and waved his palm over my
Chapter Twenty-fiveJulieI looked at him in surprise for a few seconds, unable to say anything. The question was so unexpected, and I didn't think he needed me to answer it. At first, I tried to wave it off with a smile, but his face remained Stoic as he eagerly awaited my response. I was confused about hurting his feelings or saying the truth, and I frowned at myself. Why did I suddenly care about what he would feel?At that, I held up a hand and tried to think. If I was being honest, I still didn't like him all that much. To me, he was too good, too cautious of the rules and, most of all, he was an Alpha. The very opposite of what I stood for, and it held me back from developing strong feelings for him.However, those good qualities were still aspect I liked. Sharon often told me that opposites attract, and I thought that it wasn't such a bad thing. I wasn't considering anything serious happening between the both of us, but it didn't stop me from thinking about how much of a good p
Chapter Twenty-sixJULIEI woke up the next morning with a start and gasped in shock. I quickly sat up and darted my eyes around the room, touching myself for any marks or bruises but found none. I felt a bead of sweat drop from my forehead onto the front of my top and instinctively, I touched the bedsheet. It was deeply soaked.I sighed and shook my head, thankful that it was a dream. However, I could still see how Sharon and I were being chased by an unknown figure and how we ran through the trees, eventually falling through a pit which was when my eyes opened. I shuddered at the image and shut my eyes, trying to push it to the back of my mind.I groaned and stood up from the bed, holding my head as I tried to recall what happened the previous day. I reached the bathroom and quickly freshened up, the exciting events flashing through my face and I broke into a grin as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The rogues were safe and the anger I carried in my heart for Donald had decr
JulieI was pacing up and down the room now, restless even though Itried to lay down for a few minutes before. I felt the concern deep inside mefor Donald. What was wrong with him, I wondered. He had reacted badly to mymention of his mother, which I had definitely not expected. Perhaps there wassomething there, that he could not tell anyone about?I let out a sigh, shaking my head. Why was I even asking? Theredefinitely was something there that he had not mentioned. Something deep to do with his mother.Not realising how I looked right that moment, I was caught very unawares by the reflection of myself as I passed by a mirror in the room.My expression looked full of concern for Donald. My brows were furrowed, and my eyes clearly showed a worry that was not there before. I turned away from it, letting out a frustrated growl.Why was I even worrying about him like this? Why was I so concernedabout him in this way even? It was clearly none of my business, and I should not make it
DonaldThose words which she spoke were like a shock to my system,and my eyes were wide in surprise. I sharply exhaled a breath, trying to holdmyself back from growling at her in anxiousness or in astonishment.I felt the weight of her words settle on me like a burden I hadto take responsibility for. What else could I do when I was looking at her,clutching my arm like that?My mind was set on leaving her alone. Ever since she broughtup my mother in our conversation in the morning, my mood had been on thedownswing. I was remembering things I had buried deep inside me for a longtime. I was sure everyone around me noticed, but perhaps attributed it to allthe pressures of being an Alpha, or to the fact that Ray, my best friend, Betaand confidant, was still out of commission even some days later.I had no idea that the pain I felt at my mother’s death wasstill so unhealed that a word from Julie brought it all back again. She had noidea what she had done to me by asking about her
DonaldThe pain I felt at Julie’s tears was unimaginable. I stillheld her gently in my arms, and the way that she desperately clung to me for comfort was something I had never thought she was capable of. That this infamous, fighting Rogue who had snarled at me only days ago would break down right in front of me, and accept my embrace, holding on to me for dear life as she wept,was beyond my wildest dreams.I could not hate her.I knew very well who she was, and what she had done. Outthere, outside this room which was our bubble of solace, I knew that there werethe Pack Elders, my pack members and other Pack Alphas clamouring to see the Rogueskilled. But this was not just a Rogue, but my mate.The feelings I had tried to control back then, when I hadtold Ray about Julie, now resided in me with full force. This was my mate, theone who I wanted to care for and protect with every inch of me.I held her as I felt her sobs subside, and she only snifflednow and again, and I soothed h
DonaldI slammed the door of my room shut behind me. I was angry, and could not help it either. I was seeing red and cursing the fates – my fates and Julie’s as well – and why themoon goddess had made it so.Without a thought in my head but to let out my anger, I picked up a porcelain decorative object and threw it at the wall, watching it shatter to pieces with a loud noise.For the first time in my life, I cursed the moon goddess. Vitriol spilled from my lips as I prowled around my room with clenched fists, and I cursed the goddess.Why? Why have you done this to me? Why me?!Why have you tied my and Julie’s fates together, and made usmates if this was going to be how it was?Have I ever been anything but devoted to you? Have I ever been a bad Alpha, a bad son or a bad friend?!Was I simply cursed with bad luck? Was Julie?I growled thoughtlessly. I hated everything and everyoneright in that moment. I hated myself, for having fallen so much for Julie.I hated Julie for saying th