ログインwe went to a small waterfall today. It was a nice hike, very steep though and because of my surgery I couldn't exercise much so I am really out of shape. I was out of breath, my face was red and I had to take many breaks lol
Hi! I don't want to make you pay for this, since I've been absent for so long. I'm dealing with some mental things, some physical stuff and just, life, I guess. writing felt impossible. Or maybe not impossible. Just not something I wanted to do anymore. But I know it's not fair to leave this and my other story without finishing it.So. I guess, I wrote this chapter to kind of explain myself. To put some of my own stuff into the story. So here it is. Chapter 104: - - - - - - - - - - Nivia’s pov“You can’t do that.”“Do what?” Forrest replied, sounding already done with this conversation. We had exchanged pleasantries, as Ford would say. Basically we had talked about nothing really, before I got to the point. My point being, “you can’t disappear like that.”“I am here and have been here all the time.” Now he sounded annoyed. Great.“Fuck, For… You know what I mean.”“I don’t. So why don’t you enlighten me, oh wise Luna Nivia.” Okay, now he’s sarcastic. Great. Motherfucker should resp
Marley’s povThis is going to sound nuts, but who cares, right? But I didn’t just change my mind or suddenly gain some courage.Because I’m still scared. Still not sure. And still worried about everything and anything that could go wrong. That’s just in my nature.And it’s not because Maverick hurt himself.I had a phone call with Nivia, which helped me too. Because sometimes you need to say things out loud to make sense, you know?Nivia was worried Maverick hurt himself as a way to punish me or blackmail me. But it wasn’t like that. I knew it wasn’t.Maybe because when I was younger I’d have dark thoughts about hurting myself too. When I didn’t do well on a test or when I felt invisible… It wasn’t like I wanted to kill myself or anything. It wasn’t a way to ask for attention.It was a way for an internal pain to become external, I guess.And a way to drown out the thoughts. A distraction, maybe?I hadn’t done anything like Maverick. I would sometimes squeeze my skin to the point wher
Maverick’s povThis pain is unlike anything I am used to. I tried my best to distract myself. Replace the pain in my heart with pain somewhere else.Hitting my head against the wall, using my teeth to bite into my arms… None of it seemed to do the trick.I’ve always known Marley was embarrassed of me. But I reckoned it was because of me being their enemy.I happen to like myself the way I am. It hasn’t always been easy, you bet your boots it hasn’t. I am well aware I am as crazy as a shot at a rat, and it hasn’t always done me any favors. But I’m too pigheaded to change.I would for Marley.‘You’d be miserable,’ my wolf pointed out.I would.I sighed as I leaned back against my cell door. There was blood everywhere. I’m a hot mess, and not in a good way.How can they not like me? They’re supposed to be my mate. My true love.How can they not accept me?I never craved love from anyone other than my momma. I knew nobody would be able to love someone like me. Except for my mate.But now…
Marley’s povThere was a knock on my door, and the scent of my mate was coming from the other side of it.It can’t be right?Aunt Kate said she was going to talk to Maverick, and although I asked to be there, she told me I couldn't. That it was better if I sat this one out. Which made no sense to me, unless it was something bad.I had been nervous all day, wondering what their talk was about.Maverick was behaving well. He had helped my aunt and the rest. And although he had done some horrible things in the past, he was already being punished for it by being in his cell. So what else could they want from him?Were they going to move him?Were they planning a hearing to discuss his punishment? How long would he be stuck in prison?So, smelling his scent must mean I'm losing it. It can't be Maverick.“Sugar, are you going to open the door, or do I have to break it open?” I heard Maverick growl from the other side.I quickly opened the door to my room. “Did you break out?”He laughed, an
Maverick’s pov “You must be Kate Omari,” I said as I locked eyes with the powerful woman in front of me. Her son Isaac looked like her. So did her brother Riker. Marley… Well... Marley just looks like Marley. Perfection. “Maverick… We finally meet in person. I’ve heard a lot about you.” “All good things, I reckon.” I smirked at the lady boss. “Not really.” Kate sighed and looked at me, “I’d like to have this conversation without the glass. Will you behave yourself?” I shrugged, “might could.” “What?” “Possibly,” I clarified. I have no inclination of what “behave” might mean to someone like her. “I won’t try and harm you, if that’s what you’re asking.” “Good enough,” Kate said and motioned for the cell door to open. “Okay, let’s skedaddle,” I chuckled as I walked towards her. She let me walk in front of her as we walked a bit further to an interrogation room. It reminded me of cop movies. I reckon they had a two-way mirror. I stared at myself in the mirror, flexing my muscl
Marley’s pov What did I do?! Like… that’s not me?! Biting someone’s lip! O my Goddess…. What did Maverick turn me into? Kissing in public like that?! What was I thinking? I wasn’t thinking…. Clearly… only with my vagina, it seems. Goddess… He’s hot. Like… Insanely hot. Literally, but the way he said he’d kidnap me… It’s crazy, but it’s sexy. Like, too sexy. Like I can’t think straight… Which is ironic, since most of the sexual encounters I’ve had were with women. Girls. Whatever. And it’s been mostly kissing. And here Maverick has a complete sex dungeon or whatever, and I haven’t had any sex unless you count the times I’ve used my vibrator. Which is a lot of times, lately especially, but we’re not talking about right now, because we’re trying to think and stay calm. And apparently now I’m calling myself we… “Don’t be a stranger, Sugar.” Maverick said as we reached his cell. I was ready to close the door, but Maverick surprised me by pulling me against him. I could feel his
Nivia’s pov Ford barely talked as we drove to the meeting. Only giving me a few instructions on how to behave. “Do not use any foul language.” “Got it.” I replied with a fake smile. “Do not under any circumstances insult me or my role as the alpha of this pack.” “Okay.” Goddess… Who does he thi
Ford’s povWhile I worked at the packhouse with my beta, I let the door remain open.‘Let?’ Callum asked mockingly. ‘You wanted to hear Sarah and Nivia talk.’Nivia seemed much more at ease around Sarah. They spoke freely, and I listened as they spoke about various topics. While I was not pleased to
Nivia’s povI held my tongue as we walked inside, wanting nothing more than some peace and quiet. Unfortunately, Ford was heading in the same direction as I was.We both wanted to freshen up before dinner, I guess.“I’ll leave you alone to do your thing; I’ll head down to the living room.” I said aw
Nivia’s povIt annoyed him so damn much when I talked, so I kept going, not giving my mate a moment of rest from my voice.He had treated me like crap, and while I have given in to Gwyn’s request to stay here and give Alpha Dashwood another chance, it doesn’t mean I’m going to make it easy. Beside







