Hayley’s POV
3 months later
I placed Audrey in her little stroller, she finally having fallen asleep after drinking my body weight in milk. I sighed, wrapping my jacket around me. A year ago, this little inkling had been made and I couldn’t be happier. I heard a cough and turned around, seeing Liam standing a few steps away. The sun was glinting behind him and well, it irritated me to
Liam’s POV“Hayley! Hailstorm!” I slid towards her, on my knees, tears somehow having clustered together and were now spilling down my cheek. I have never shifted so fast in my life and I could still feel my tail bone shortening as I fell onto my mate. There she was, lying with a shallow breath in a pool of her own blood. No, no, I
It was a small pup that ran into the woods, the white fur glistening in the moonlight and the bright red eyes filled with excitement. It was yapping, its tail overeagerly waving the moon hello. Behind it was the howls and happy barks of probably parents, making their way to their child. It was the baby’s first time to shift and it’s last till eighteen. Her parents had given her some distance. Thought not too much. But far too little. Because, well, they never came to her. Instead of finding their beloved daughter, the
Hailstorm’s POVI crashed onto the wall, feeling his mouth assaulting my own and whilst his teeth clasped onto my bottom lip, I felt as if my brain had just entered a tornado. Or maybe that was just the heavy doses of alcohol I had consumed throughout the night. I opened my mouth, letting his tongue battle mine in a beautiful glorious fight, letting his explore every nook and cranny of my numbed mouth. His hands wrapped around my ass, squeezing the skin which urged me to wrap my legs around his waist, combing my fingers through his hair. His mouth slowly moved away from mine, making me whimper in protest.
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Lace’s POVI reached the front door, laughter of relief coming through. We had made it. We were safe. Thank the stars we were safe. “We made it!” I giggled, turning towards my friends. Friend. Kira looked at me, her hands on her knees. She was never one for running.
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Hailstorm’s POVThe door closed behind me and when I looked up, my friends were both staring at me. How was I going to tell them these assholes weren’t going to let us go? I couldn’t do that to them. “Can we go?” Lacy asked, her eyes full of hope. Hope I was about to crush. I shook my head, my eyes filling with tears. “O