JULIESO after I managed to escape the temptation that was Donald again, and tell him that our relationship would not work, I ended up going to the kitchen in search of food. I met with Geraldine there, who was just arriving, it seemed. My zeal for getting food stopped as soon as I saw her, and her welcoming smile.With a scoff, I picked up an apple and left the kitchen without saying a word to her. I entered the guest bedroom, shutting the door behind me before I moved to sit in the armchair, placing my feet under me. With large bites that belied my absolute hunger, I finished off the apple in record time, reducing it to its core within seconds.I simply sat there, looking at the window, before I heard a knock on the door, followed by the entrance of Geraldine, who carried a small bowl of food placed on a tray. It smelt like bacon and eggs. My mouth watered, but I held myself.I could not give in to whatever trap she was going to set for me.Did Donald have a hand in her bringing me
DonaldI had no idea what had now come over me. I only saw red, and deep inside of me, I felt a fire in my heart borne from pain. She had caused that pain, from her words.I could not stay calm; instead, the only thing on my mind were the words spoken by her only moments ago.“It isn’t yours” she had said.The child is not yours.It was not only the words that had hurt me this badly, but the way in which she said it – like she did not care. She stared at me as she said it, and her eyes met mine. She was defiant, uncaring, indifferent. It was only a fuel for the fire that was my rage.It was more than I could bear, the sting of betrayal scalding me like a physical wound. Inside of me, my wolf side felt the pain too, and I had to hold in the urge to let out a pained howl.Now, my hand was encircled around Julie’s wrist, and I was pulling her out of the room. I had no idea why, but something inside me wanted to inflict the same kind of pan that she had so callously inflicted upon me, by
JulieI was struggling to hold everything back; I had no idea how to speak, or what to even say. My throat just dried up.After Donald got me out of the room, holding my wrist in a very painful manner, I could not help but be afraid that he was going to kill me right then and there. He was in the throes of his fury and his rage burnt white-hot. The grip on my wrist was painful, firm and a testament to how much he had to rein in, just to gain control over himself. Despite him not showing it outwardly, I could feel his hand tremble slightly. Whether it was from his struggling to hold back his anger from snapping my wrist in two, or from pain at hearing my words, I did not know.I could not help but begin to weep, and even as Geraldine saw us both in the hallway, and tried to beg on my behalf, I gave her a look to stay away. I did not want him to unleash his anger on her just because of me.After exchanging terse words with Geraldine, I became limp in his hold as he dragged me. I felt li
DonaldImmediately I left Julie's room, I motioned for the head guard to enter my office. When he did, my first thought was to lash out at him but I held back and sighed. He wasn't the cause of my problems, and found so would make him suspicious which would most likely lead to more conflict. Instead, I quickly instructed him to make sure that normal activities resumed at the pack house. After everything that happened, there was no need to delay with much. The guard quickly nodded his head and I dismissed him, overhearing the sound of his voice as he informed the other guards a moment later. I tuned them out and fully settled into my desk, trying to uncover the heaps of paper seated in front of me. I had been unserious for too long, and this was the result.I was reminded again of a disadvantage if being Alpha: horrible paper work. I suddenly recalled how my father used to tell me to get prepared for the hard aspects of a leader, and I always thought he was bluffing. Until my second d
DonaldI adjusted myself for the fifth time in a row as I watched the wedding proceedings take place. Suddenly, I felt a bit hot and decided to unbutton my shirt, breathing out a sigh of relief. With this done, I finally focused on Ray and his wife exchanging vows. They looked so peaceful and in love that it made my chest constrict with bittersweet feelings. I was truly happy for the both of them, but I couldn't help the sadness and pain I felt.I remembered last year when Ray and I were joking about getting married on the same day. We had everything planned, from our suits to the colour combination of the day. We were so excited about it, and now I watched my friend as he pledged loyalty to his wife. Without me there. I couldn't help but smile bitterly, because it would have been possible for us if my mate hadn't messed up.Maybe, if all was good between Julie and I, we could be standing on the podium as well, getting married to each other. Heck, Ray and his bride would have waited f
DonaldImmediately the party ended, Ray made a short speech about going to consult with the Alpha over some matters and I didn't even stand a chance to refuse before he pulled me away from the still dancing group and into a corner beside the pack house. He stared at me for a moment, his head cocked before he sighed."Donald, what did you just do?""What do you mean?" I asked back, with feigned ignorance and a distant gaze. However, he huffed and folded his arms."Don't play dumb, Donald. What was that about getting married to your mate? We both know that the girl in there, Aurelia or whatever, isn't your real mate," he explained and i shrugged."Her name is Aurelia, and it doesn't matter if she's my mate or not. I'm going to marry her.""What's wrong with you? You haven't been yourself lately. If something is happening, then tell me." It was obvious that Ray was trying so hard to pull the truth from me, and I couldn't stand it. While I needed to tell someone the real situation to get
JulieI turned on the bed for the third time in five minutes, and when I couldn't stand the discomfort anymore, I stood up and moved to the window. I couldn't cope with this silence anymore, and I moved forward to try the door. Like always, it was locked, and I sighed loudly before kicking the door with my leg. The movement hurt my body and I groaned before moving back to the bed. If this was how pregnancy worked, then I wasn't sure I wanted to have a pup after this one. Every single part of my body seemed to take turns at the intensity and frequency of pain, even going as far as constricting my airways. I found it difficult to breathe and the pain was slowly weakening me. I couldn't stand doing any activity for long, and it was so annoying.I sighed again and swung my legs over the bed, staring at how swollen they were. I could barely recognize myself again, and a part of me wondered if that was why Donald hadn't come to visit me since. I shook my head and clasped my hands together,
DonaldI looked at the guard in front of me and sighed. For the first time since the wedding, I had finally settled enough to start work yet the pack elders refused to let me rest. I leaned back on my chair and slowly arranged the stuff I still needed to do, before slightly nodding at the guard who bowed and left. I couldn't help but wonder what the elders needed to talk to me for. However, there was no way to know except I went to meet them. For the first time in a while, they had occupied the living area of the pack house and I found that odd. It meant there was something important they wanted to say, but I couldn't imagine what. Also, someone living in the pack house needed to have called their attention to something, and right now, it was only I and my uncle remaining. I frowned slightly and wondered why he would have let them in, but if they wanted to speak to me here, there was nothing he could do. Besides, I had given these men peace, happiness and even an engaged mate, get t