I woke up the following day without Alexander in the bed with me. Maybe the conversation was too much for him, and he needed space? I waited for him to return, but instead of him bringing me my meals, it was Adam. When I asked where Alexander was, Adam tried his hardest to change the subject, say he was busy, or not say anything. I was confused; why all of a sudden did Alexander run off? And why wasn’t Adam telling me where he was?I didn’t sleep much that night, as per my new norm. But this time, I didn’t fall back asleep. My mind was racing with thoughts ranging from belittling myself to thinking that Alexander was regretting bringing me back. By the time Adam brought me breakfast, I had been pacing for over an hour. I hardly noticed him coming in, not that he said anything to me anyway.“Are you alrig
I blinked lazily at Adam as he spoke about how the territories were separated. “Territories are split into four major sections. North, South, East, and West. Then our territory is split into north and south regions. Our region is in the North-Eastern territory. Three packs run the region because of the high populations in neighboring cities, Alexander’s pack and our pack combined. Four packs run the south region. The more dense populations are, the more packs are to be in the area. So, on the West coast, it is split into North and South as well, because it has high-density areas and three packs in both regions. All packs are named after either mountains or bodies of water near them.” I did my best to try and stay awake, but his dull lecture made it complicated. It had been a month since we started these lessons, and I felt like they would never end. “For now, we’ll learn about the eight packs in our region. Starting off with the southern ones first. The largest pack is the Atlantic pa
I waited for Alexander for a while before sighing and going to take a shower instead. I was sticky from the sweat of our heated make-out session, and I shivered when the cool shower mist sprayed on my heated skin, goosebumps forming in its wake.“I need to get a hold of myself,” I grumbled, wrapping my arms around my torso. Every time Alexander was around me anymore; it was like I became a love-sick puppy and oozed idiocy. My rational mind left and was replaced by mush. I rubbed my scalp and heaved an annoyed sigh. This was the epitome of embarrassment. I wanted to have more control of my emotions and actions around Alexander. It seemed like he always had the upper hand in every situation, every conversation, and every emotion when we interacted. It was impossible to pretend aro
Today was the day.The first day that I will face Leah after everything that has happened to not just myself but to her.I was nervous, not because I didn’t trust myself; I was very attuned with myself now. Alexander warned me to be cautious just in case, that I was very much the stronger one in this equation and that I could easily kill Leah if I wasn’t careful. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her; I didn’t even want her to end up with an Alpha mark. Nonetheless, our actions have both led us here.I sat beside Maggie, who was happy to see me out of confinement. The first month of being shifted, I was heavily watched and couldn’t be around her much unless someone was around to prevent something horrible from happening. “
I made my way back to the packhouse, making sure to let isabella go before me. I didn’t want people to think she wasn’t punished because she would be; just later. I had too much on my plate as it was right now, to begin with, let alone dealing with whiny and complainy pack members thinking I’m treating isabella any different than them. The truth is, I couldn’t discipline her anyway. Even if she isn’t alpha right now, she will be. She’s considered royalty to begin with- I couldn’t punish her if I tried or wanted to…I had to rebreak my nose to set it back correctly; it didn’t hurt. I’ve had my nose broken more times than I can count, so rebreaking to set it back wasn’t something I wasn’t familiar with. I gave Isabella a 10-minute leeway before trailing behind her back to the training grounds to get my shirt off the ground. “How’s the nose?” Adam jested as I pulled my shirt over my head. I paused, pulling it into place before tossing him a glare, “Perfect, thanks for asking.” I rolle
I rested my head on my fist, watching as Adam paced the hall. Adelaide had taken Leah and Charlotte home a few hours ago, but Isabella had remained. She didn’t want to miss a beat because she was worried for her cousin and to help Adam understand. Adam’s phone began to ring, so he stepped around the corner of a side hall to take the call. Isabella bounced her knee beside me, chewing on her fingernail. Anxiety seeped through her; it was a toxic smell that burned my nose. I rested my free hand on her bouncing knee, causing her to stop, “It’ll be alright, Bella.” I muttered, “She’s in good hands.” “I know. But she’s still asleep. She should have woken up by now.” She grumbled, sighing. She leaned against me, wrapping her arms around my bicep and squeezing. “It’s alright. She’s very weak right now. Her body has been through a lot.” She nodded her head softly, “I know….” I leaned my head on hers, pressing my mouth against her head. “You saved her life, Isabella. Without you doing CPR on M
I sat up, looking around the room I was in, stretching. I had momentarily forgotten that I had fallen asleep with Alexander last night until I saw his sleeping form beside me. I cocked my head to the side, watching his back rise and fall steadily. His typically furrowed features were smoothed out as he dreamt, making him look ages younger. His dark blonde hair was smashed to the sides of his head, all but the hair that had been pushed to the front of his face, sticking out like blades of grass. I giggled lightly, twisting some of it up between my fingers.I took the time to take in the things that I didn’t normally, his high arched eyebrows, sharp nose, and seemingly overgrown beard. Was he leaving it like that on purpose? I had come to know Alexander as someone who kept his beard short, not someone who let it get long. I noticed that he had flecks of darker brown in his beard and some
Adam parked in the driveway of the packhouse, and before he could even turn the engine off, Alexander was out of the car and entering the packhouse. Adam sighed, turning the key to turn off the car, “Come with me, Isabella.” He climbed out of the car, and I followed, “What is he doing?” I asked. “He’s sending James, Apollo and Liam on an immediate perimeter check.” Adam spoke, guiding me toward the back side of the house. “Why?” I asked, but my question went unanswered. We rounded the house just in time to see Apollo, James, and Liam running in their shifted forms into the woods. Alexander was approaching us; I could see the anger heat rolling off him in waves. Adam kept walking, unfazed by Alexander. However, I cowered beside him as he led me to the concrete building I had been in a month before. Adam took me downstairs, “If you thought your life was complicated before, it definitely is now.” We walked straight past the holding rooms where Mary and I were held, walking deeper into t