LOGINShare
48. Finish what I started
Last Updated:
2025-11-04 00:38:01
Latest chapter
Mine to keep, mine to break 67. Confused
Nalini By the time I reached campus, my nerves were a tangled mess. The ride with Myron had left me flushed and dizzy, and though the wind had long stopped blowing through my hair, the chaos inside me hadn’t calmed. Every time I blinked, I saw Timothy’s face — the look in his eyes before he turned away this morning. That quiet hurt. That disappointment. It clung to me like a shadow.I barely heard my classmates greeting me as I walked down the hallway. Their voices were distant, swallowed by the thundering in my chest. All I could think of was finding Timothy. Fixing things. Explaining.I wasn’t even sure what I was going to say — or if any of it would make sense — but I couldn’t bear knowing he was angry.It took me two classes and one painfully awkward conversation with Lucia — who seemed to know everything without me saying a word — before I spotted him outside the library. He was sitting on one of the stone benches under the shade of an old oak, headphones in, sketching something
Mine to keep, mine to break 66. You've made your choice
Nalini The morning sun spilled through the cracked blinds, warm and intrusive, but it did nothing to thaw the knot in my chest. I’d been staring at my reflection for the past ten minutes, my brush hanging limp in my hand. My hair was half-braided, the other half falling down in a mess that perfectly matched how I felt inside.Sleep hadn’t come easily last night — not after what happened with Myron. Not after the kiss that left my lips tingling and my head dizzy with confusion. I’d kept replaying it again and again, wondering how something so wrong could feel so consuming.And then there was Timothy. The guilt that came with even thinking about him made my chest tighten. He’d been so patient, so kind, so… steady. I wanted to cling to that steadiness, but the problem was — Myron wasn’t steady. He was fire. And somehow, I kept walking straight into his flames.A soft knock came from the door, followed by Jocelyn’s chirpy voice.“Nalini! You’re not going to believe this!”I frowned, drag
Mine to keep, mine to break 65. East wing
Timothy I’d been waiting for over an hour.The sun had already begun to dip behind the trees, staining the glass panes of the greenhouse gold. I’d gone all out — fairy lights, a small table I’d borrowed from the art department, even her favorite snacks from the cafeteria. Every little thing was supposed to remind her that I paid attention. That I cared.But the seat across from me was still empty.I checked my phone again — no messages, no calls. Just silence.I tried to stay calm, to give her the benefit of the doubt. Maybe she got held up. Maybe class ran late, or Selene was overworking the omegas again. But deep down, I knew it wasn’t that.Because the bond between us — weak as it might’ve been — told me something else. That she wasn’t coming.And worse… that she wasn’t alone.I leaned back against the bench, dragging a hand through my hair. Frustration simmered beneath my skin, hot and tight. I’d told myself I wouldn’t let jealousy win, that I’d be different from every alpha who
Mine to keep, mine to break 64. Complicated
Nalini The first thing I realized when I walked into class that morning was that I wasn’t going to learn a single thing.The professor’s voice droned on about metabolic pathways or something equally complicated, but my mind wasn’t anywhere near enzymes or reactions. It was stuck on the small, folded piece of paper burning against my thigh like it carried a secret too heavy to ignore.Timothy’s letter.I’d felt it there since he slipped it into my pocket that morning, that quick touch and his low whisper still replaying in my head. Read it before noon, he’d said, and now every second that passed made my chest feel tighter.I tried to focus. I really did. But the more I told myself not to think about it, the louder it called to me.By the time the short break came, my notes were a mess of half-finished sentences and doodles that made no sense. My heart was fluttering, my palms slightly damp as I glanced around the classroom. Everyone else was busy stretching, chatting, or checking thei
Mine to keep, mine to break 63. The better guy
Timothy Morning sunlight streamed through my curtains, spilling gold across my room like a quiet promise. For the first time in days, I didn’t wake up angry.I woke up hopeful.The bitterness that had burned through me last night had faded, leaving behind something steadier — something I could work with.Maybe it was stupid, maybe Lucia’s words should’ve stuck harder, but they didn’t. Because deep down, I couldn’t shake the feeling that Nalini and I were meant to be something real. Something that didn’t just fade because of one bad night.She was confused. Torn, maybe. But she wasn’t gone — not yet.I sat up, rubbing a hand over my face, replaying her last look before she left me standing on that road. There had been guilt in her eyes, yes, but also… something else. Something raw and unfinished.That was enough for me.I wasn’t going to let Myron win. Not when I knew what we could have if she just saw me for what I truly was.By the time I got dressed, my pulse was already racing wit
Mine to keep, mine to break 62. Not a fairytale
Timothy The night was cool, but the weight in my chest made it hard to breathe.I sat on the hood of my car long after Nalini disappeared into the dark. My headlights were still on, cutting a pale beam through the trees — the same road she’d run down to find him.Myron.I’d seen the look in her eyes before she ran. That mixture of panic and longing. I wasn’t stupid. I knew exactly who she was running to.But knowing didn’t make it hurt any less.The forest whispered around me, the scent of damp pine thick in the air, and still I couldn’t move. I’d told myself I could handle being patient — that she just needed time. But now, patience felt like the cruelest punishment imaginable. I’d opened myself to her, given her a piece of me no one else had ever touched. And she’d chosen someone else.I dragged a hand through my hair, clenching my jaw until it ached. “You’re such an idiot,” I muttered to myself.“You’re not wrong.”The voice came from the shadows, smooth and sharp enough to cut. I
You may also like
My Secret, My Bully, My Mates. Series
Miss L2.5M viewsAlpha Killian
Jane Doe1.5M viewsAccidental Surrogate for Alpha
Caroline Above Story1.6M viewsAlphas Broken Mate
Salani543.5K viewsRise of the Cursed Lycan
Mhina Zack16 viewsThe Cursed Alpha King's Mate
Aisling Elizabeth316 viewsThe Alpha’s Love Came Late
Wummie40 viewsLuna Prisoner
Tail Tales384 views
