Taylor's POV
I won't stop running. My legs are giving out, but I won't transform.
All I see is my mate's face, his ember eyes, the way his lips move when he tells me not to run. His words echo in my head.
My wolf is excited, but I don't understand why. 'Give him a chance,' my wolf says. But chances are what got us here.
Every day, my wolf convinced me to give my father a chance and not say anything. But it never did chang anything. A thousand chances and I'm still like this."
“He may be kind, Taylor. Not everyone is like-’’
“Like dad?’’ saying that alone, brought tears to my eyes. Finally, I found myself on the riverbank. At least the territory that was close to home would help me unwind all these troubles and have some peace of mind.
“You don't understand this, Hazel. If we let another man into our life, all he's going to do is hurt us just like Father does.’’
“You are not sure about that. I can feel it inside me, Taylor. He is our mate and he wants to protect and cherish us. He can't hurt us, you know…’’
"I don't know anything…!" I spat and quickly sat on the dirty ground, placing my head between my knees, lost in thought about the first time I saw Ryan. He was standing at the school gates, talking to his friend. I knew right away that he was the future Alpha of the Black Knight pack, but no one else seemed to know. Ryan kept his identity hidden, and I made sure to go unnoticed too. I kept my grades above average to avoid drawing attention to myself. But now, everything has changed. I just found out that Ryan is my mate, and I'm so shocked.
"Why didn't we know this before?" I asked.
"I don't know…" came the reply from my wolf.
I'm asking myself the same thing. Why didn't I know that Ryan was my mate four years ago when I saw him? Something must have changed, I think. I can only assume that our souls connected during the full moon season, otherwise, we would have gone our whole lives without ever knowing each other. I'm perfectly fine with that.
Now, I need to come up with a plan to keep Ryan from finding me again. I can change my classes and reorganize my schedule to avoid this and prevent it from repeating itself.
"Just because he's going to be an alpha doesn't mean he'll be like your father." my wolf said.
Finally, the words pierce my heart. My wolf knew me perfectly. And she knows the things we have gone through. For some reason, however, she remains a positive Part of Me. The optimistic side. She will always see the good in everything no matter how bad and horrible it is. No matter its appearance. I find this a weakness. Because with everything that we have gone through, She should be more vigilant and skeptical.
“He doesn't have to be like Father, he could be worse.’’
“Is that the picture you could paint about him? You are judging him already. You are judging our sorry mate without giving him a chance.’’
The words of my wolf echo inside my head. I know that she is hurt. I know that she is desperate for his touch and his love. but I cannot shake the feeling that he is going to abandon us and hurt her just like my father did to my mother.
Silence falls between us again. I let my mind replace the image that we had of him with that of a monster. At Least I would try to not feel anything for him. But the connection was still going to remain. I still wanted him to embrace me. I still yearned for his touch. I still want him to kiss me. To hug me. To make me feel loved and cared for.
“It's not about judgment, I have to take care of us. I have to protect us. even if it means being away from him.’’
There was an unsettling feeling at the bottom of my stomach. my world isn't this made by my words. I know that the mate bond affects mainly my beastly side. But if I let Ryan come close to us, he’s going to hurt us.
I am afraid of vulnerability. He made me weak in his presence. He made me feel defenseless. Exactly how weak my father makes me feel. I'm not going to let another man have the liberty of taking over my life like that ever again, reminding me that I can't defend myself. I will not give another man the power to break me apart, to shatter my heart into several pieces and leave it at the doorstep.
My father has done enough. He has caused enough damage and yet it won't stop. How can I allow myself to bring in yet another man that would only amplify the torture for me? Ryan is meant to be the alpha of the biggest pack in all of the east, that means he's going to be so powerful. Powerful people can do whatever they want. Even if that means anything fun at the expense of their mate's life.
I will not allow myself to be the subject of such torture and animosity. Not in the hands of the man who's supposed to take care of me and protect me. Obviously, the moon goddess made a mistake. But I was going to rectify it. I was going to stay away from him.
Taylor's PovWhile I stepped out of the dungeons, my heart still remained back there. Scared and wondering whether bad things will happen. Charity threatened the life of my unborn child, and it wouldn't be long till I brought them into the world. What happened now? How could I stop her if I did not know what I was stopping to begin with."That bad, huh?" Philip spoke as he greeted me at the entrances. He bowed his head, showing respect as I stood in front of him."She won't give anything up." I let out, feeling frustrated. '"Should we have a go at her?""Even though I would not want that, I'm beginning to think I have no option." I quipped."My Queen, there is something you need to see. " His tone is urgent, indicating that something really troubled him. I nodded my head, allowing him to lead the way."How has Nina been?" I asked as I walked with him."I have not yet gone to see her, Luna." His tone mild rises, showing a level of irritation for the name."She's your mate.""Who betra
Taylor's POVI stood there, feeling frozen in time. Uncertain yet, completely sure that this had to be one of the worst days of my life. “We’ve been friends since I came here,” I said, stepping forward as I stared at her. “Why?’’Charity stepped forward, her eyes mirroring a rage I’d never seen before. “I should have seen it. How fucking stupid…”“NO! You were not stupid. I just had to play stupid to make you believe you were winning.” My answer was clear, as precise as I would have hoped. “All this time we’ve spent talking. All the times I’ve given you advice on your bastard of a husband and that curse growing in your womb. Why would you think I care about you?’’ she let out, eyes meeting mine at a distance. Her words hurt me. The trust I had put in her was shuttered at this moment. Why does everyone I trust always end up hurting me?“Why did you do it Charity?’’ I repeated. “Why do you do the things you do?”“For the ones I love.’’ I affirmed. “For the ones I love.” She mirrore
Ryan's POV“We should do something,’’ I said as I paced around the office. “ We cannot let her go out there on her own. That woman is dangerous.’’ I run my fingers through my hair as I try to overcome my frustrations. The thought of my mate being hurt enraged me. it invoked the wolf inside me making me feel out of control. Taylor was everything that I had.“ You have to trust her, man. You've already told her that you believe in her now it's time to show it. let her do this. I believe she can.’’ Philip reassured me.“ You're awfully calm. Do you not understand the magnitude of the situation? This is fucking Charity. the conniving b**** that once tried to break up my parents marriage.’’ I spoke feeling anger rise inside me.“ You need to understand that sending Taylor out there was our best option.” “This is not about options here Philip, this is about my mate. who is carrying my child. this is about the reckless decision that we have made to send her out to a powerful and dangerous
Taylor's POV It was the first time ever since my ordeal that I was leaving the Pack House. A lot of the Pack members have been caring and had left gifts at the pack house entrances. The doctor had told me that I needed to take care of myself and be less stressed. The truth is just that during this pregnancy I have really neglected myself. I was stressed about everything and anything. please have a tough time and I felt guilty for not being able to take care of my child well. as I walked through the Pack I noticed Philip on the other side watching me at a distance. I nodded my head giving him the recognition. some of the other warriors had been positioned at designated areas of the Pack watching me. Ryan was in his office talking to Alpha Michael, Alpha Luke and Alpha Mark about what had happened. Once I gave the go-ahead, then the Pack would be called to an emergency meeting where it would be announced that the alpha had finally given their support to Ryan. Surprisingly a lot of cal
“But my love, you have to rest.’’ Ryan insisted, trying to push me back into the bed gently. I understood that he felt guilty for what had happened to me but 3 days of bed rest was already enough. Alpha Joseph was going to attack the pack in less than 4 days now and Ryan knew nothing.“ I just want you to be okay.’’ he said politely, sitting on the bed giving up. I stared back at him. Every time I look at him I remember what he said to me. and it breaks my heart all over again.“ What happened to us?’’ I asked in a low tone sitting on the opposite side of the bed. He remained quiet. The tension in the room was heavy.“ I don't know.’’ his voice was low barely above a whisper. There was so much guilt and shame in his voice that it almost made me feel horrible. I felt like I was making him this way. But he has made a lot of mistakes and I still have not seen the real Ryan trying to surface. “ but I want to make it up to you. and I've been trying my best to show you just how sorry I am.
As we exited Philip's office, I could feel the eyes of pack members on us. Everyone had heard her screams and they had come to check up on her. somehow I suspected that both of them believed they had hurt her. The package was feeding me. They saw me as a monster. They saw me as a direct representation of my father. Even though I hated them for seeing me like this, I couldn't help but feel content that they would be ready to protect my maid even against me. “What happened to the queen?’’ one woman asked in a high-pitched voice. “Luna Taylor, are you okay?’’ a little kid about 5 or 6 years old as good as she tried to touch her amol I carried her through the people. the crowd of people only began to grow. each one of them murmuring and praying to the moon goddess that Taylor would be all right. Among the voices was a sample even asking whether I had hurt her. Another one said that the moon goddess was punishing me for the way I treated her. I wanted to silence my brain. I wanted to sil