I’m on my way to give Theo his birthday present and I’m nervous. I’m worried he might not like it or, worse, not accept it. I knock on his office door and enter once he says come in. I can’t believe he’s working even on his birthday. “What do you want?” he asks, not lifting his eyes away from the papers in front of him. “Happy birthday,” I say, placing the wristwatch in front of him. I got him a Chronograph black leather wristwatch. I hope he likes it. “Is that all?” he asks, stunning me. No, ‘thank you,’ nothing. Just ‘is that all?’ Really? You have got to be kidding me, Theo . “Yes, that’s why I came.” “If that’s all, you can leave,” he says, with his eyes still glued to the paper in front of him. “Alright,” I say and walk out of his office. I was expecting him not to accept my gift. But to say, ‘is that all’ wasn’t something I could’ve guessed. He leaves me dumbfounded every time. *** Later that night, when I’m done with my makeup, hair, and dressing up, I wait in the livin
Werewolves can get drunk if their wolf allows it. Eva understands why I need to get drunk tonight, so she isn’t preventing me. Technically, I’m not supposed to be drinking because I’m only eighteen, but since I’m a werewolf, it’s different. If I were only a human, I wouldn’t be allowed to drink until I was twenty-one. “Thank you,” I say to the Omega who just gave me another glass of wine. She’s made sure my hand wasn’t empty all night. I even know her name because of it. I think it’s Lily. I’m starting to get drunk after about five glasses of wine. I feel like annoying my mate, so I decide to go look for Liam so we can dance together. “Liam, Liam, Liam,” I shout his name as I look for him in the ballroom. I’m about to shout his name again when someone stops me. “Why are you shouting my brother’s name?” Theo demands, covering my mouth with his large hand. I lick his hand. I don’t know why, but I’m thrilled at his response. “Eww, why did you do that? Are you drunk?” he asks as he t
“Did he like your gift?” Charlotte asks while I eat my pancakes. “I don’t know if he liked it or not.” “Why?” Charlotte asks, and I tell her what happened when I gave him the gift. “I think he liked it but was too proud to tell you.” “You really think so?” Charlotte is about to reply but stopped when we hear laughter coming from the living room. We don’t have to wait long to see who it is. Theo and Scarlett are dripping with sweat and laughing about something Scarlett said. They must have gone running in human form. I watch as my mate’s face brightens up while he’s talking to Scarlett. This isn’t the first time she made him smile, but it hurts as much as the first time. He takes two bottles of water out of the fridge and hands one to Scarlett. “Thank you,” Scarlett says and takes her time to collect the water from Theo ’s hand. She made sure all her fingers touched his. I can’t believe this woman. “You’re welcome.” “So, I’ll see you later after I shower,” she says, batting
I hear the door open as Charlotte walks inside her guestroom. When I ran away from the house, I thought about crying outside, but I couldn’t bear the shame of someone seeing me cry so I ran to Charlotte ’s house. She sets the tray in her hand on the bedside table and takes a seat beside me. I don’t think I’ve moved since I laid down, crying. I finally stopped when my body had no more tears to give. “How are you feeling?” she asks, concerned. “Better. Thank you.” “That’s good. Why are you thanking me?” “It’s been hours since I came to your door crying like a baby, and you haven’t asked me why. Thank you for not pushing me to tell you what’s wrong. And for letting me to cry my heart out in your guestroom.” I arrived around noon and if my guess is right, it should be dark outside now. I can’t really tell because the blinds are down. “Sometimes it’s better to let people come to you with their problems than forcing them to tell you. Even if you want to know so you can help.” “Is it o
I flutter my eyes open and I’m in my room. I feel a grip on my hand; I look to my side and find Chloe with tears in her eyes. Chloe’s here; I wanted to believe the last thing I remember was a nightmare, but if she’s here, it must be true. Someone really kidnapped Mom. “Chloe, what am I going to do?” I ask, barely audible as tears form in my eyes. It doesn’t take me more than a second before they burst from me. “Everything is going to be fine; we’re going to find her,” she says, pulling me into a hug. *** After crying until I’m out of tears, I walk out of the room to find my mate. I remember picking up his scent before I blacked out, so I’m surprised I didn’t see him when I woke up. I’m hurt he didn’t wait around to see if I was okay or come by after. I knock on his door and wait for him to tell me to come in before I walk inside. His scent inside the room is soothing, and I can hear his heartbeat from inside. I gently open the door and find my mate putting on his shirt. Before his
I arrive home after a long drive. I was able to hitch a ride with a few humans. I open the house door, expecting to smell Mom's scent, but I don't. She’s been gone for too long that her scent has faded away. The whole place is turned upside down. The living room looks like someone was trying to tear it down. There are pillows everywhere, and the TV is broken. Did they fight in here? The kitchen is like the living room, but my breath catches in my throat when I see blood on the kitchen counter. There’s a weird smell in the kitchen, but I realize what it was, and I wish I didn't. Please, I hope it's not Mom's. I sniff the blood to find out if it has the scent of Mom, but I can't tell because it’s too decayed. I empty my stomach in the kitchen sink because the blood smelt so bad. I think it's been here for days. The amount is so tiny I can't tell who the blood belongs to. I feel little comfort knowing that if it belonged to Mom, she didn’t bleed a lot. I walk upstairs to check the rooms
“I had heard it was amazing, but I didn't know it could be so delicious,” the vampire says, removing his fangs from my neck. His mouth is covered with my blood. I’m so weak, it’s a surprise I’m still alive. He puts his fangs back into my neck and continues to drain the life out of me. The more he drinks my blood, the weaker I become and cannot push him away. “Oh, my! I can feel myself getting stronger the more I drink,” he says. I try to push him away, but my hands drop before they can even reach his body. “I wouldn’t move if I were you. It’ll only make you weaker. I wonder what a werewolf like you is doing here?” I want to speak, but nothing comes out. “You don't have to answer that because it won't matter when you’re dead,” he says, bending back down to my neck when he’s suddenly ripped away. Before me stands my mate in wolf form. The vampire doesn’t try to fight Theo. He turns and runs away. I get no chance to admire his beautiful wolf before he runs after the vampire. For a
Anastasia The following day, I woke up to find myself in my bed. How did I get here? I don't remember walking home. I can smell Theo 's scent around me. He must’ve brought me home. I drop my legs on the floor to walk to the bathroom but stop when I feel a burn in my arms. It doesn’t stop there and gets worse. My whole body is on fire. I prayed this wouldn’t happen, but it's here because Theo refuses to mark me even though I have found him. I fall to the ground, pulling at my skin to stop the burning feeling. Everywhere is on fire—my arms, my legs, even my heart is burning. I scream as I feel the pain increase with each passing second. I’m being burnt alive. “Theo , please! Make it go away!” I beg him as he barges into my room. He must’ve heard me screaming. All he does is stare at me. He doesn’t move until another scream involuntarily escapes my mouth. He takes a step closer but stops, turns around and walks out of my room. I know Theo doesn’t want me, but how can he leave me in