I am so sorry for going MIA on all of you. I have been trying my best to continue on this work, but current life events have proved stressful. After suffering a miscarriage three years ago and since then having been unable to conceive, I am excited to share with everyone that I am now 6 months pregnant with another boy! Due to the unfortunate circumstances of my previous miscarriage, I decided to take a step away from anything and everything that causes stress. Unfortunately, this couldn't include my main source of income which was my job in management at a fast food burger place. That alone is stressful enough. So, this is the reason for the delay in updates. I am truly sorry to all my loyal readers and I hope you understand that although this was a difficult decision, it was both necessary and important for both my mental and physical health. Thank you.
Jaycob-I sat in my usual seat in first period, History class. I pushed my glasses, that seem to keep sliding down my nose, back to the brim. Cursed things, maybe I should have the ear pieces adjusted. “Or just get contacts instead of wearing nerdy glasses,” Jax, my wolf, taunted from my mind.“You know perfectly well my prescription is too strong for contacts, jerk,” I retort as I cut the link.I shifted nervously in my seat as I waited for her to come in. The bell sounded and Mrs. Whitmore closed the door. She began roll call and I kept glancing towards the door, waiting for her to burst through any minute now. I
Jaycob-The thing about Tara is that she was unpredictable. We shared a brief moment of intimacy almost a week ago when I met her under the bleachers and she had been avoiding me all week after that. Or at least it felt like she was, maybe she was just too busy for me. She never spoke to me in class save for the wave of greeting and opted to walk alone to several of the classes we shared together back to back. I was a little hurt by it to say the least and wondered if I had done something to upset her. Part of me craved that interaction with her, however small it was, but I would never push it. I knew where I stood in this world and I knew where she stood, on opposite ends. She was the Alpha’s daughter, an Alpha by blood, like royalty and I was an Omega, a servant. I spent Friday evening doing work around the pack house and Saturday morning trimming hedges which I only volunteered to do so that I could watch as Tara trained. Her father was always so hard on her, but the erect
Tara-I had almost kissed Jayce. Fuck. What the fuck were you thinking Tara?! How could you be such a twit?! I was in my room in the pack house, my tutor was rambling on about how important having a budget and sticking to it was for a pack. I was only half listening, still trying to come down from the high I had felt being so close to Jayce. I cursed myself. I always had this stupid little crush on him since we were kids. I couldn’t explain the logic behind it because from all accounts it didn’t make sense. He was inferior by rank, an Omega. My father had made it clear a very long time ago that I would only be married to someone of equal rank or at the very worst, a Beta. You see, I was an Alpha by default. Both of my parents were of an Alpha bloodline, it was probably the purest bloodline you could get nowadays and my father was adamant about keeping it that way. When he found out I was dating Mason last year, he was elated. He said that it had made things easier for h
Tara-That was way too fucking far, Tara. You have to keep your shit together. You’re only going to hurt him… “You’re riding the bus today, Tara,” my father’s harsh voice brought me out of my sulking. “I don’t see the point keeping me away from someone I’m going to marry anyways..” I muttered as I headed down the hall. “BECAUSE YOU’RE EIGHTEEN TARA, and you live under MY roof!” my father yelled as I exited the pack house. I rolled my eyes. If only he knew half the shit I’ve done…“I think we should see more of him..” A voice in my mind echoed.“Scar?” I replied in pure shock. Scarlet was my wolf. She had locked me out when we found out that we were betrothed. She didn’t like the idea that we would never be able to be with our true mate when we found him, even not knowing if it was Mason or not.“I know for a fact it isn’t that ass-wipe,” she snorted, pacing back and forth.“Where have you been?” well that was a stupid question, seeing as she could never leave my mind, “I’
Jayce- I was finally able to escape my parent’s excessive fussing over me. I tried to sneak through the house and go straight to the bathroom for a shower, but they had caught me and freaked when they saw my face. I told them it was some bullies from school that did it and that I had also lost my phone, which they said not to worry about because they would replace it with the latest model, but they said that I needed to tell them who had done this to me. I couldn’t. Once I told them who is was, they would march right up to the school and demand that the faculty take action, which would be completely embarrassing. I refused to tell them. I told them just to let it go. I didn’t want things to get worse for me than it already was. I was a nerd and by default, bullied by almost everyone at school, but it was mostly done by kids who were most popular. This time, it was Mason and his goons. His message was pretty clear: “Stay away from my girl.&rd
Tara-I was only supposed to come and check on Jayce, make sure he was ok. I was very apprehensive with the amount of blood I had found on the floors that I wanted to double check he was ok. But when I got here and actually saw him. Fucking Mason did a number on him. He would pay for it, I’d make sure of it. His face was swollen and bruised. His lip was busted and he had a black eye. I could tell when I healed him, that his ribs were fractured. Fucking bastards couldn’t even fight him one-on-one. They had to gang up on him like the
Jayce-Seeing Tara punch Mason was absolutely incredible. She looked like a Goddess as she stood over his body, a look of determination and aggression painted on her face. She was a fierce warrior. And she was protecting me. My heart soared. Even though I knew the intimacy we had would never develop into anything more, there was still this tiny ounce of hope that Tara would fall for me, that she would love me the way I loved her. That we could someday be together. We could mark and mate and live happily ever after. I knew this was a silly dream, but I still couldn’t help fantasizing and praying to the Goddess to let it be real.When she dominated the other two imbeciles, I prayed she claim me in front of everyone. Shout from the top of her lungs how much she loved me, but she only winked. She met up with Laura and I followed suit, not wanting to be around the guys when they finally got to their feet. I followed them to our first period. They were giggling and whispering to