Nothing welcomed me home better than my dad saying, “Wow, Sweetie, you reek.”
After spending the rest of my day trying to get the paint off my motorcycle at Patrick’s repair shop, I had to use the olive oil to get the paint off the seat. I could not get it all off but there was progress, at least now there would not be a word ‘Slut’ on my ass whenever I rode it. Luckily Patrick did not ask anything when I walked into his garage. He simply asked me what I needed and helped me with the paint on the headlight and the body of my motorcycle. He had used the paint remover and told me that I needed to leave my bike there for a couple of days for him to polish it then paint it black again. So in the end, I had to walk my way home and possibly catch a bus to school tomorrow.
“Yeah, well, it has been a long day,” I replied with a sigh as I placed my helmet by the side of the stairs the
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How I had somehow managed to sneak back to my bed was forever a mystery but there was an obvious reason why I could not sleep that night. So many things went through my head, so many scenarios in which none I liked because deep down, I refused to believe that my dad was actually keeping me safe for a reason, that I was something he was going to bargain with the person Eros had been referring to. And what did he want to exchange me for? His position as Beta at the pack? Would they give him his old position that easily even after what he had done? Then I started to have questions about myself. Why would an eighteen years old normal teenager be of any value? Why would I be of any value? I was just a normal human. I had no superpower and was no Einstein genius. I could not turn into a giant wolf at will either. Why would that dangerous person everyone seemed to be scared of want me? Also, I still found it hard to believe that my father, the per
Even though he had told me to run, I did not. I knew that if something happened to me, my dad would lose his bargaining power so there was no way he would hurt me. Instead, I watched Ryker face to face with my dad’s wolf. “You don’t want to do this, Atlas,” warned Ryker, still in his human form. Atlas seemed to be my dad’s wolf. “I know you have been locked out for ten long years, I know you are eager to come out, but you have a clean record, you don’t want to taint that. Leonidas will not take you back.” I turned to Ryker, lifting my eyebrow. “Are you scared of my dad’s wolf or are you trying to buy yourself some time?” “Neither,” answered Ryker with a frown. “Khrysaor has been in a foul mood and I don’t want to kill Rob or Atlas.” “Why?” I asked out of curiosity, not because I wanted him to hurt my dad. Although based on what I had read online during breakfast, killing someone’s mate was pretty high on the list of ten most
“Okay,” I replied to him then walked past him to the laundry room. I dumped the clothes into the laundry basket before walking back to him. “I will go and find my dad.” I walked out of the room, past the kitchen to the back door. “Dad?” I called out but no one replied. I walked out and there was no one else in the backyard. No sign of my dad or his wolf. “Dad? Where are you?” I walked down the steps and looked around but as far as I could see, he was not there. “He
“As in your best friend and not your scrawny boyfriend,” said Ryker, as if he was trying to list down the men in my life and remember their names and roles. I would have laughed if I had not just experienced a mental breakdown. “Ex-boyfriend. I broke up with Brett at your wedding, remember?” I corrected, s
The red wolf continued to stare at us with its piercing eyes, watching our every move and seemingly ready to attach at any given moment. I had zero doubt that if we walked out of the car, it would jump on us. I was probably dead meat while Ryker could put up a fight. It was probably another reason why Ryker said “Stay inside” before he got out of the car like a brave soldier. I heard him say to the red wolf, “Technically I have not crossed your border, this is a neutral territory so I suggest you get back inside and simply find Eros Adler. I will be out of your way once my mate gets to talk to Eros. Plus no one wants to issue a pack war because you know that is what will happen if any of u
This happened before, I knew this feeling. The feeling of thinking that this must have been the worst thing I have heard and then being proven wrong when I found out something even more awful. I had initially thought that my dad killing my mom was the worst thing that I have ever heard and now my best friend told me that I had been there when it had happened. That I was there witnessing everything and not doing anything. “Look, it was not your fault, Xy, if that’s what you are thinking.” His hand reached for mine and he held it. “You were only seven or eight years old. Even if you wanted to help, you could not possibly do it, at least you would not capable of stopping your dad. Not when he was in his wolf form.” “I was there and I did not help,” I said quietly to myself even though I knew Eros was right, that I would not have been able to help anyway but still, it did not make me feel any better. “You can’t blame yourself, Xy.” He squeezed my h
“First of all, why would anyone here want to harm me?” I asked, not finding his solution appealing at all. “You said that your Alpha asked you to keep an eye on me to make sure that I am still alive. People who want me to stay alive can’t want me dead, Eros, unless they’re either bipolar or a bunch of indecisive people who need to grow up.” I caught something in his eye and instan
Eros POV I watched that dickhead open the door for her before settling in behind the wheels. I was not sure whether this has been the stupidest idea I have ever made or if I was being really smart. “What’s your deal?” asked Sebastian inside my head once the car has driven away. I turn