I was gutted when we walked into The Corrie, the university’s lunch hall and found the group already there. They were all messing around and sitting around on the tables. I wanted to walk straight back out, but I could feel him there. I grabbed my coffee and sat at a table with Cassie. She was chattering away, but I wasn’t listening to a word of what she said.
Instead, I sat there basking in his warmth. “You’re one of them, aren’t you?” I thought about the words rather than speaking out loud.
“Maybe you will realise why it is so dangerous for people to know anything about us.” I wanted him to be wrong. It seemed like such a hurdle to overcome.
“Maybe if they all knew, they would accept me.”
“You need to stay away from all of us. They will never accept you, or me, if they knew. They are your enemies. You just don’t see it.” He kept referring to the two of us as a unit, but I had no idea what he even thought that meant. I had no idea who Pip really was. How could we be a unit?
“Esme, I know you, I know your innermost thoughts. We are a unit because we are destined. Destined doesn’t mean easy though. I know you want to rush. You want everything right now, but that can’t happen. I know every hope and desire you have. I know that you’re starting to feel hotter just hearing my voice. I know you want me to show myself now and take you as mine right here in front of everyone. It’s not as though I don’t want that too. You have no idea how difficult it is for me to suppress my primal need to bury myself inside of you, but I have to. I have to keep you safe.”
I could feel the heat burning my cheeks. I felt like I had a fever. “Esme, are you feeling alright? You don’t look good.” Cassie’s voice seemed to break my connection with Pip and I almost hated her for it. I tried to swallow my annoyance and focus my attention on her.
“I’m fine. It’s just been a rough day.” Lying was starting to come more naturally to me, but I didn’t like it.
“I’m sure tomorrow will be better. Have you got any other lectures today?” I looked at her blankly for a moment. Thinking about lectures was hardly easy, while I knew Pip was still watching me.
“No, I’m supposed to be doing self-study this afternoon, but given that I have missed so much already, I have no idea what I am supposed to be studying.” I glanced over my shoulder at the group of them, but not one of them was looking in my direction. It wasn’t as though he would be stupid enough to keep watching me continuously.
“We’re supposed to be covering The Adventures of Roderick Random. We can head to the library together.”
“That would really help, if you don’t mind.” I grabbed my bag quickly and followed Cassie from the room. Pip wanted us to keep things under wraps, so the more distance, the better.
We spent all afternoon in the library and by the time the sun set that evening; I felt so relieved to have found someone I felt like I could depend on. I had finally found a friend. It was all I had wanted for so long and I finally managed to acquire it. I walked out of the main campus with my head held high, carrying my newly borrowed books and heading for my car.
I heard the rustling behind me but paid it no mind. The whole campus was set up like a vast nature reserve, and I had read that they used it for research on another course. With so many varieties of plants around, the wind seemed to blow through them as though the Goddess herself was playing music with them. It was so peaceful out there with the moon shining back at me from the lake.
My parents had always been so careful not to allow me out after dark, but it made no sense to me. It always seemed like the safest time for someone like me to be roaming the world. I turned my head behind me as I heard another noise. One that sounded distinctly not like the wind. I came face to face with it. I gripped my books more tightly to my chest and started to step backwards, to try to give myself some room.
As I found the edge of the pavement with my heel, I fell backwards with a thump, having no way to break my fall. As it came closer and closer towards me, I could feel the aggression. It seemed to radiate from the beast as hotly as the burning sun. I didn’t scream; I didn’t even tremble, but only out of shock.
My mother and father had spoken of werewolves when they discussed the reasons why I shouldn’t leave the house, but somehow I never expected to come face to face with one. I started trying to move backwards across the ground and towards my car, but with every slight movement, the wolf got closer to me. I wanted to scream out, but knew it was pointless. The amber-furred creature in front of me with its bright orange eyes would not be dealt with easily.
I watched as it started to pull backwards slightly, as it lifted on its paws and I knew it was getting ready to strike. Within moments, I would be a goner. I cursed my parents for never teaching me to fight and for being right that the world wasn’t safe for me. I had only had one day in the big wide world and had proved them right that it was too dangerous for me. Not even knowing what I was supposed to do, but I knew what I would do. I would freeze, and I wouldn’t fight back because I had no idea what that would even look like, never mind how to do it.
I wanted to go back. To tell my parents that they were right, and that I was happy with the life I had. I’d had Pip. I shouldn’t have been greedy. Until he came for me, I could have stayed in that house forever. Instead, I had romanticised ideas of the world from literature and needed to see them for myself. It had been a foolish notion and the last one I thought as I saw the wolf lunge forward towards me. I closed my eyes and waited for death to take me, almost at peace with the situation I had blindly walked myself into.
EsmeIt had been hours since Jackson had left and I was starting to regret my decision to send him away. When I had tried to drink my morning tea to mask me from Brodie, I had been violently sick. It hadn’t really stopped. For hours, my body had been trying to force my insides out. There was nothing left, but it still kept trying. It was like my own body had turned against me and I was terrified.I sat on the sofa shivering, despite the fire roaring right in front of me. The weakness that was overcoming my body made it impossible to do anything but sit there slumped over. Something was wrong, and I knew it. I just didn’t know what to do. The weather outside was awful and I could hear the wind howling. Rain pelted against the windows as though it was demanding to come inside.It was starting to get dark, and I kept seeing shadows dancing around the room. I kept jumping each time a new one appeared out of nowhere. I felt like someone was watching me. It w
BrodieSix Weeks After Esme’s DisappearanceI paced up and down in the small wood we had found. We had already been there too long. Situated on the edge of the Lincolnshire border, the woods were too close to a lot of main roads and it made me nervous. Everything made me nervous. I hadn’t been able to run for weeks, not properly, and it did nothing to help the tension building up inside. With each day that passed, I got more worried about Esme. Jackson wasn’t equipped to deal with what they were both facing.Being the younger child, he had been sheltered from a lot of the aspects of life at the camp. I had no such luck. My dad had been training me to be an alpha for my entire life. Forcing me to get to know every element that made the camp run smoothly. Unfortunately, that included spending time with the medics. Knowing what they needed to do their job and mainly to gain respect for the part they played in keeping us all safe.During my
EsmeAs soon as I woke up, I knew it was going to be a bad day. I detangled myself from Jackson’s arms and tried to pull myself up from the bed. As I sat up, I realised how much my back was still hurting despite the night’s rest. If you could call it that. It was nearly impossible to get comfortable anymore. I ended up using Jackson as a pregnancy pillow pretty much every night. My back wasn’t the only problem. As I tried to stand, pain shot down my legs and forced me back onto the bed. The weight of the baby suddenly seemed so much more than it had the day before. Like he or she was crushing my pelvis.I took a deep breath and limped to the bathroom. I could have woken Jackson, but for one, he was barely sleeping because I was barely sleeping and, secondly; I refused to get to the point that I couldn’t get to the toilet alone. With every step, it felt like my leg bone was grinding against my hip and the pain was almost too much. It would have been too much if
Chapter 83 Brodie Four Weeks After Esme’s Disappearance I could hear Tyler shouting his mouth off, and I knew I needed to go and deal with it. After four weeks of searching for her, I had no energy left for dealing with their bullshit. I already knew what the problem was. Marcus was kicking off about the living arrangements yet again. Shortly after the meeting with everyone, John went to speak to Marcus, and I went along. I wanted to know what was said between the pair. Just like Esme, I no longer knew who I could trust. If my own brother could betray me, what hope did I have for anyone else? I had told Gerald I would only be gone for a couple of weeks and I had already been gone double that. Tyler had tried to suggest we should call it quits in a roundabout way. He didn’t quite dare to say it
EsmeIt had been eight weeks since we left the camp. Life had settled into a calmness, which was just what I needed. My stomach had grown to ridiculous proportions. Jackson said it was normal for werewolf pregnancies and that I needed to be aware the baby would come much faster than I would expect. It was a good job, really. If it went on much longer, I would have popped. The downside was that it gave so little time to get used to the idea. I felt so unprepared.The whole time we had been at the farmhouse, I had stayed hidden. Jackson came and went regularly, mainly to avoid drawing attention to us. When people asked about me, he told them that I was expecting and that it had been a difficult pregnancy. It was enough to evade suspicion. I was still drinking the awful witch’s brew each morning. I didn’t really know how long it would be necessary or if Brodie was even looking for me. Frankly, I avoided thinking about him as much as I could, burying
Brodie The Day of Esme’s Disappearance Nightfall had been hours before, and there was no sign of trouble anywhere. I headed back to the camp to check on Esme and told everyone to get some rest. The only exception was the guard duty, which I doubled. I wasn’t taking any chances, not with Esme being so weak. She had been through too much and I would have been dead if it wasn’t for her. I had come round as she healed me. It nearly cost her life to save mine. As soon as I could get up, I checked her over, but there were no signs of life. I felt like every drop of blood drained out of me at that moment. Regardless of having little hope, I carried her back to camp. Jackson checked her over and agreed there was nothing we could do. I was sure her dad would have