CHAPTER 5

MIRIAM'S POV

I could say nothing to anyone for a long time and the only person there to comfort me was the handsome stranger that found me in the forest. You could imagine how shattered I was to keep living in the house which used to be lively with the sound of my family members. It was torment for me and at a point I became suicidal as I had begun blaming myself for all my woes. It was my fault they had died as had I not gotten entangled with someone like Eli, stuff like that would not have happened. I attempted suicide twice and was nearly successful with one had Jason not interrupted. He was there to wrap my slitted wrist with a cloth and took me to the hospital. When the doctors had spoken that it was too deep, he had snuck into my ward and poured some of his werewolf blood over my wrist. It did not heal all through but lessened the damage that I had done to myself. That actually was how I discovered that I was yet entangled with another werewolf. I wanted him gone but then he never actually left. He would keep his distance and observe me. The minute I needed anything, he would show up by my side to assist me. He was such a perfect gentleman and after I was discharged, he would not let me do anything by myself. He was all over me and making certain everything I needed was given to me.

I tried my best to trust me to fight every feeling I had for him because of his origin. But then I started falling and found myself trying to accept him by reminding myself that he was from a totally different pack and was no Eli. He also through thick and thin had proven on several occasions how much he loved me. I could not break him now and decided that I would accept him. I had done everything in the book to get rid of him but he would not bulge. So one day he came to see me as usual and I decided that I would iron things out with him.

"Tell me exactly what you want from me?" I asked him

"Hmmm?" he had answered.

Well he could pretend he had not heard for all I care but I know very well that werewolves did hear rather clearly. He could not fool me but I do not mind repeating myself a million times over if that would get his attention.

"You are nice to me. I chase you away and you keep returning. Just what do you want?" I asked him

"You would hate me if I told you." he said looking really sad

"Trust me it's much better if you tell me now what I need to hear." I said

"Miriam I got attached because you are my mate and that doesn't mean I did not love you or was compelled to do so. But I love you so very much." he said to me

"That's impossible.. I belong to Eli already and I am certain that he's out there somewhere. I know the code and this cannot happen. It's impossible. Not when Eli is still alive." I said

"I know and that's right but Eli is dead Miriam." he said

"No. That's not true. The police..." I began but went mute when he produced a necklace.

It was the very one Eli had been wearing the night he left me there. He had both our photos in the heart shaped locke which he wore around his neck always.

"Where did you get this?" I asked

"I wanted to tell you long ago Miriam but I was scared." he said

"Scared? Tell me what?" I had demanded in a frenzy

"I went in search of Eli by picking his scent and it led all the way to the cliff. Seems like he jumped after committing the murder and left his necklace on the cliff to make us know." he said

"That's not true." I said as tears welled up my eyes. How could he not tell me when it has been nearly a year now. I cried bitterly and I actually found that I believed him. I hugged him and he stayed with me to comfort me and make certain I was alright. 

A year and the half after the fire, I was getting back to myself and eventually started dating Jason. I realized how much I had grown fond of him and decided that perhaps he was right that I was his mate. Eventually two months afterwards he proposed and like the fantasy girl I was, I had to accept his marriage proposal. During our second year of marriage, we had to welcome our first child and daughter.. afterwards it was our son.

Now as I came to sit in the sitting room,.my head was doing a mental math of how much I had been lied to. If Eli was not dead then how on earth was Jason my mate. Both men also hated each other but what was more was the fact that Eli the fugitive had been referring to my dear husband as a murderer and my husband was doing little in the aspects of denial. He only seemed like his priority was to send Eli away but not tonight. Tonight we would start uncovering truths.

Eli on towel was not making things any easier on me so I asked Jason if he could borrow his clothes. Instantly both men disagreed, glaring at each other. The hate and rivalry was so much.

"Fine then. Let's talk." I said

"Yes, much better. Let's talk Mimi." Eli said excitedly

"You have questions to answer Eli." I said

"And as always I would answer them all. The sun is down already or I would have said till sundown again." Eli said

"Behave yourself. You're in my house." I reminded him.

He suddenly started whistling in the room,a loud annoying tone. I needed him to stop. I was glaring when he suddenly stopped. He sat up from how he was initially leaning his back on the couch as if ready for an actual business. He looked at me intensely and then I saw his mouth open as he suddenly spoke to me.

"Tell me Miriam, you were supposed to wait."  he said

"And I waited." I said

"Then why are you married to a murderer?" he asked me.

I suddenly realized that he was actually very serious with his words right now.