Chapter Thirty-four— Acceptance I blinked, confusedly, “Aurora??” I heard her sniffle as she got off the bed, she walked over to my clothes, throwing it up on the bed, “You should get dressed. I have to be at the diner in— “No.” I shook my head, “Not until you tell me what’s going— “Nothing is going on Asher. I just need you to leave.” I stared at the painter, dumbfounded as to what was happening. She stood akimbo, still naked and tilted her chin, a beckon for me to get dressed. I frowned deeply, finally getting up from the bed as I put my clothes on. “Is your head okay?” I asked. She was acting irrational and yet I was still worried about her well-being. “My health is none of your business Ash— “You got hit by a truck!” I finally snapped, “Aurora I know you hate me right now but— “I don’t hate you!” She fired back, “I just…I just can’t be with you Asher! Whatever this is?? It has to stop!” “Whatever—“ I paused for a moment as my eyes narr
Chapter Thirty-three(b) I blinked, exasperatedly. I was unsure if she understood what she meant. “Is there a bottle of Aspirin somewhere?” I asked her, “I think you need a painkill— She shook her head vigorously. I could hear her wince when she propped herself up, “I want you to kiss me.” I felt the heat in my loins. A hard lump formed in my throat as she trailed her hands up my jacket. It was only a matter of time, one wrong move and she would snap me into the primal urge I kept hidden in a box. “Au—Rory.” My voice was raspy now, her hands doing something seductive as she reached the waistband of my pants. “Please.” She whispered, her titillating voice grazing my neck, “Please Ash. I need you. I’ve had a long day.” I looked into those eyes of hers—beautiful, tempting. She was a poison, according to Reagan. I needed to stay away from her, and yet I found my hand getting rested on her waist. “Are….are you sure about this?” I stuttered, she bent her
Chapter Thirty-three—The Alpha is acting strange Five grand. Asher left me a Cheque of five thousand dollars. There was a tiny note in between it; “The painting.” I sighed deeply, remembering it all too well. Then a frown followed, as a the memories of our first night being so close played through my very own head. It was my best work yet—he was my best muse yet. I nipped my bottom lip as I folded the Cheque into my apron, must to less knowledge of Madeline. I returned to my job in the kitchen, taking orders, smiling at the customers, until night came. Madeline made a mention of me going straight home. I looked at the note in my pocket one last time, then I let out another sigh as I crumpled it up, before throwing it inside the garbage can right out back. My bicycle was miraculously parked right outside the diner, I grunted as I hopped on it, taking the ride straight home. I wasn’t going to Monsoon creek, not after what happened the last time. The horrif
Chapter Thirty-two—An undeniable Chemistry **AURORA** In a million years I never thought I would go down on my knees, right in the middle of the restaurant, and close to a grease trap to beg for my job back. Madeline had a triumphant look on her face, the same one that urged me to shove her head into the pot of boiling oil. It was like she knew I would be back. The only reason I was back, was so that I could reoccupy my mind by working tirelessly at the diner. I couldn’t bear thinking about him—not now, not ever. My heart had been through enough already. “You’re so lucky I haven’t hired someone new.” She grunted. A part of me wished she did, so I could take the disappointment and walk out of the building without shame. I gulped hard instead. She didn’t say another word, instead she hurled an apron at me and pointed to table five which was in need of a waiter. I let out a sigh. Days ago I was happy, truly happy. I was with a man, enamored beyond remorse. He was my m
Chapter Thirty-one—Stay away(2) “Don’t be absurd.” I grunted heavily, deeply in need of a rest, “What do you want Dinah?” She frowned, those quizzical eyes of hers wandering deeply, “You’re acting weird. You’ve been acting weird. Did I do something wrong?” I shook my head , “I’ve just had a rough couple of— “Bacon grease.” “What?” “Bacon grease, pancakes and a plethora of all other feminine scent. Have you been in contact with a woman? I can practically smell her all over— “Master Asher has been in cohorts with a distant cousin of his, she’s a Luna from out of town. She’s visiting to see Midnight Bay.” I heard Reagan’s voice from behind me, almost plummeting to the floor to kiss those ever shiny boots of his. He always knew when to come in and save the day, especially when I really needed bailing out. Dinah’s right brow perked up, “I didn’t know you had a cousin.” “Distant.” I responded, “Now can I go to bed?” I wanted her to leave. I wanted h
Chapter Thirty—Stay Away *ASHER* “Stay away!!” She cried out, running down the street, “Stay away from me!!” “Aurora please—“ I begged, running after her, “Please wait and listen to me goddamnit!” Gosh she was stubborn. I could easily outrun her all thanks to my abilities , but with the circumstance I was in i couldn’t risk scaring her even more. I withheld myself, tagging along behind her as she slowed down. Her steps still quickened nonetheless, looking backwards countlessly as I could hear her panting. “Aurora just listen to me.” I pleaded. Out of nowhere, she grabbed a garden rake and pointed it me, like i was some kind of animal she needed to steer clear from. It hurt me. The woman I had formed such a soulful connection with, treating me like I was a monster. I probably was. I lied to her. I slept with her. I got obsessive over her. I’m in— “Please…” I begged, my eyes now glistening. She dropped the fork, still panting heavily, those beautiful eyes o