You know that moment when everything is both ruined and perfect? Like when – okay, your pack has just been in a major war which kind of cost a lot of effort and pain – but also they had done that for you. And I was someone no one should ever go to war for. But yet, there I was. Back home because my pack decided I was important enough.
Another instance can
In the end she had chosen him. Like I had feared. Yet, I didn’t really mind. It never truly felt right with her. I know we were mates. Our wolves and bodies knew that. But also, somewhere with her – she felt more drawn to another. And maybe the existence of two mates seemed impossible but squirrel… squirrel
“Do you think it’s possible to have two mates?”Chase looks at me as if I had just turned purple and sprouted wings. He started to open his mouth to say something but someone beat him to it.
I wake up with my head throbbing and a wolf whimpering for it to stop. I wish I could get it to stop too bud… Groaning I sit up, looking over at Felix. He was still dead to the world. I needed water. Definitely need some water.
3 hours later
“What are you doing here Lily?” he asked, placing his champagne glass on the piano. He looked good, really good. With a black suit, perfectly tailored to his body and a slightly unshaved face, it was a miracle I wasn’t drooling. Get a hold of yourself Lily. My goodness… Your mate is in the other room.
It takes her a moment to response but I already know the answer. She wants to go. She’s drawn to that place like an alcoholic to wine. It’s bad for them, but yet – they’ll still pursue it.“I…”