ISADORA POV One more heartbreak!Mrs Veronica had suggested that I visit the hospital to undergo a couple of tests. She recommended Rosemary hospital.“I hear they offer very good services, especially to people in your condition,” she said, speaking highly of them.I wonder what is peaceful about the mark they bear.Since it wasn't too far from my house, I decided to put myself through the exercise of walking the distance. I got there just before it started raining, as I waited to be attended to.“Wait over there, ma'am,” one of the nurses said to me. “Doctor Louis will be with you shortly,” she added, her face beaming with a smile.I sat quietly in the sterile hospital room, my heart pounding in my chest as I awaited the doctor's examination. I had made the decision to face the truth, to find out about the identity of my child.My child? Well, I had not yet decided if I was keeping the pregnancy or not.The weight of uncertainty had been crushing me since I sat down on the s
ANONYMOUS POVEver since I found out I was pregnant, he has been nicer and more considerate towards me. He took note of my feelings and tried not to upset me or make me feel sad. His recent changes made me happy. I was beginning to feel like I truly belonged.I felt like a true married woman, the kind that was loved by her husband. We were in the kitchen, and he was making me breakfast; he had not gone to work today.He placed the glass of orange juice on the table before me, then he returned to the eggs he was scrambling in the pan. Soon, he had my bacon and eggs placed before me, and I dug in. “This is nice. Thank you.”He nodded, saying nothing. I watched him as I ate my breakfast. “You did not reply to me, Jaxon.”Immediately, I saw anger coat his expression. He was trying not to show it, but I saw it. My appetite was reduced; was I wrong? Did he not love me as I’d thought? Or was it because of the babies? “What else do you want?” He inquired, taking a sip of his own coffee.“I
I trudged along the hills, my every breath getting labored after the next. I pulled out my cell phone and tried powering it on, but the screen stayed blank. I sighed. No battery life left; my backpack felt heavy on my back, and for a moment I considered dropping it, but I breathed deep and tried gathering strength.‘Come on, Reyna, you can do this,'I s said to myself, taking a step forward and grinned when I saw civilization. I put more spring to my steps and hurried down the hills, shouldering my backpack carefully not to let it slip off my tired shoulder. The sky rumbled, and lightning flashed in the sky.‘Please don’t rain’ I begged the universe, but it seemed the universe was in no mood for prayers because, as soon as I said that in my head, the rain poured heavily without warning, and in seconds I was as drenched as a sewage pipe rat. I managed to reach the restaurant, and I rushed in, soaking wet. The restaurant was devoid of customers, and I thanked the universe again. A waiter
“You’re okay?” John asked. I nodded and sipped the hot tea, nearly sighing as it warmed my body. John sat at a respectful distance beside me, and I noticed him watching me keenly at a far corner. Jake stared at a fire sipping from a glass of liquor, looking lost in his own world.“What happened?” John asked, and I sighed. His dark eyes roamed my face, and I noticed how handsome he was.“My father chased me away,” I said, and his eye darkened even further. He looked annoyed. “That’s wickedness,” he said, and I nodded. The tears I had been holding and promising myself not to shed started pooling in the corner of her eyes.“I am so sorry,” John said, and I nodded. The tears dropped, and he tentatively wiped them away, and I stared at him in surprise.“Thank you” I said, and he smiled. Jake stood and dropped the book he was holding.“I am outta here before you two kiss and talk in love,” he said, and I reddened. John looked embarrassed, and he shot his brother a glare, but Jake flipped hi
“Where is Jake?” I asked, and John shook his head.“He doesn’t like parties,” he said loudly over the loud music. Around us, werewolves danced to loud hip-hop music. John twirled me around, and I danced, coming close enough to stare into his eyes and kiss him. Ever since the day we kissed, we had become more exclusive, and I learned werewolf males were very jealous of their women, and John certainly was. His hand held my waist possessively as if afraid I would wander off.“I won’t wander off,” I said, and John grinned and kissed my check.“Never trust when a lady says that,” he said, and I gasped playfully.“John! Ouch! So you don’t trust me,” I said, and he grinned.“One bit,” he said, and I punched him playfully in the shoulder."Kidding,” he said, and we walked to a bar, where he poured wine for me."Cheers!” I said, and he smiled at me.“To what?” He asked, and I shrugged. I filled my glass with his, and we drank while staring at each other. He finished his work quickly and grinned
“Come on, your dumb ass shit!” Jake yelled. “One more,” he said, and with every one of my strengths, I pushed myself up and then collapsed onto the grass. Jake made no move to help me up; instead, he circled me and scowled.“You are fucking weak,” he said, and I scowled at him. He grabbed my arms and roughly forced me to sit. I smacked away at his hand, and he growled angrily.“Don’t ever touch me,” I snapped, and he nodded.“Good, I want you to be angry. Now channel that rage at me and think of everything you hate about me. Our power is mostly at its peak when we are in rage. Now punch me,” he said, and I hesitated, even though I probably detested him. For some reason, I didn’t want to punch him.“Come on, don’t be such a wimp, you idiot,” he said, and I scowled and charged for him. I punched him right in the face, and he stood there and took it without blinking, bleeding from the mouth. He threw back his head and laughed, then grinned at me.“That isn’t a punch; it’s more like a care
I opened my eyes slowly and sat up. I suddenly remembered yesterday, peeled back my shirt, and stared at my shoulder. It was perfectly fine, and there was no trace that I had been stabbed there.“You are good as new,” came Jake’s voice, and I turned to see him in the doorway, looking handsome. His long, dark hair fell to his forehead, enhancing those roguish good looks of his. I scowled at him, and he smiled.“You stabbed me,” I said, and he grinned as if he enjoyed the moment.“You asked, dear,” he said with mock sweetness, and I rolled my eyes.“And you still stabbed me,” I said, and he grinned and grabbed my hair and swung it like a sword.“I couldn’t miss that opportunity,” he said, and he plopped on the bed beside me.“You’re a beast” I said, and he smiled. He extended a claw, grabbed my teddy, and stabbed it in the heart."Hey!” I complained, and he grinned and tossed me the teddy. I hid the teddy behind the bed, and he chuckled.“What happened yesterday?” I asked, and he stood a
After Aquila died, I’ve never been able to properly love again. Although, I had set my eyes on Khan. Khan had such power in his speech and mannerisms. We, the West pack, have conquered and dominated much, if not all, of the West, including the town, thanks to his leadership. I wondered if I had a chance with him. I have only spoken to him three times and they were all reports about hunts. If only we could have a proper conversation alone. I’ve witnessed him transform into a beautiful grey wolf and under the grace of the full moon, his fur glows. Khan in his normal man form, he was what I believed would be classified as perfect. I fancied him but something just kept me away from him. Aquila was just as perfect as Khan and as powerful too. Maybe I couldn’t talk to Khan after all. I, Cara, was blamed for killing Aquila, my mate, Khan’s brother; of course he hated my guts. I sat quietly in the café, staring at the coffee I had ordered. I barely took any sip of it, I just let the dark bever