LOGINMy eyes slowly opened up into a squint. The room was completely dark, the light from the TV no longer on. I looked over at the window. There was a faint light outside as the sun was making an appearance. A warm body was next to me, an arm draped over me. I turned my head to see a head laying on my thigh. Brown hair pooled over my legs. Memories of last night came flooding through my mind. Oh right, I fell asleep on Samantha's lap. It looked like she fell over on my legs during her sleep, but her arm was still around me. Even though I was perfectly comfortable, I lifted her arm up and slipped off the couch. She stirred in her sleep, mumbling a few words. I fixed the blanket so that she was completely covered. I found myself staring at her as I observed her sleeping form. She looked so peaceful. Her lips were slightly parted and her long lashes lightly brushed against the skin under her eyes. Suddenly I felt like a creep, staring at her while she slept. I turned around and walked o
"What are you going to do?" Darian asked as we sat in a living room. I sunk down into the couch with a frown. We were at Samantha's house. She brought us here after we were in the forest for a little bit.I ran my fingers through my hair. 'I don't know. I really want her to be with me, but I can't just make her leave everything behind. I can't do that to her,' I replied."Why not? You're the male. She's basically required to move in with you. That's usually what happens." 'But I want to give her an option.'Footsteps made Darian and I's conversation cease. Samantha came walking into the room with a couple behind her. I'm pretty sure they're her parents because of their similar characteristics.Her father shared the same nose and eye color, except Samantha's eyes were softer and I'd prefer staring into hers than her dad's. His hair showed a little bit of grey and his face had a few wrinkles. Other than that, he didn't look that old.Samantha got her hair from her mom. Her mom's hair w
Nothing.10 packs.She was at none of them.Luck was definitely not on my side.I was beginning to lose all of my hope. I kept telling myself that there's a possibility she'll be next. The problem is, I've been telling myself that since the beginning of my search. And it's not helping anymore. It has basically been a day of driving, stopping every 45 minutes at another pack. The next pack, SilverCrist Pack, is farther away from the packs I just visited since it is off in the mountains, away from many of the city packs. The sun had already said "goodbye", like eight hours ago. It was time for it to say "hello" again as it became dawn. It was slowly peeking above the snow-capped mountains off the horizon. The sky displayed a beautiful set of colors.My eyes were barely staying open and I felt terrible. Exhaustion was consuming me alive and being away from my mate wasn't helping either. I was fine until I started craving her presence, which started when I was on my way to the fourth pa
"Are you sure you'll be fine?" Darian asked the tall man who stood at the front door of my house. His arms crossed over his plaid button up shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and watched Darian close the trunk of my car. He brushed his obsidian black hair away from his dark eyes. "I'm sure," he assured us with a smile, "I'll call if there are any problems." "Don't forget about the rogue outbreaks. They're getting worse every single day. And they can strike at any time. So be careful," Darian reminded him as he walked over to the passenger side of my black Acura NSX.I waved at Ryland before going over to the driver's side. When I climbed into the car, Darian was already putting on his seatbelt and his legs were propped up on the dashboard. I glared at him. 'Feet down,' I ordered him. He was leaving dirt all over the place and I had just cleaned the inside. Darian stuck out his lower lip and pouted, but listened. I started the car, putting it in drive. "So what's the first
The car ride home was painful and endless. Everything around me was dark except for the head lights ahead of the car and the lights from the radio and the dashboard. I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my knuckles turning white. My jaw was clenched and my eyes sent a death glare to the long road ahead. My mate wouldn't get out of my head. Her eyes. Her lips. Her face. Her hair. Her body. Her scent. It wouldn't go away.The music on the radio was blasting through the speakers, trying to get her off my mind but failing. I could still feel her body pressed against mine, arms around my neck, her sweet scent suffocating me. Just the idea of her has my friend from down below stiff. Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm myself down. I don't even know the girl. But she is my mate...Sighing, I turned my attention back to the road. Focus, I tell myself. ••When I reached home, it was way past midnight. In fact, it was pretty close to dawn. Like four o'clock. My eyes lids were attempting
Hey, I was doing just fine before I met youI drink too much and that's an issue but I'm okay...A smile formed on my lips as my mate stepped back from the guy. 'This is my chance,' I thought to myself as I pushed my way through the swarm of bodies. Hey, tell your friends it was nice to meet themBut I hope I never see them again...My heart pounded faster with each step I took. The closer I got, the stronger her intoxicating scent became. I sucked in a deep breath when I stood a few feet away from her. She probably felt my presence, because she turned her head, her mesmerizing eyes meeting mine. My breath got caught in my throat when I saw emotions swirl in the depths of her irises. Slightly parting her lips, she stared at me with wide eyes. I know it breaks your heartMoved to the city in a broke down carAnd four years, no callsI licked my lips when she stared at me in disbelief. My eyes swept over her body, taking in appearance. A navy, knee-length dress blowing slightly in th







