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Chapter Four

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Chapter Four

When that secretary finally called my name and said Dr. Colton Fenley was ready to see me, I was finally starting to feel hopeful that maybe just maybe I would finally start getting my life together. When I stood and started walking up the stairs Samarah started to get more anxious, so I didn’t bother to ask her what was bothering her. I figured it was just nerves from being here and having to open up. I couldn’t have been more wrong the minute I opened up the door it hit me standing in front of the closed two-story window looking out was not only someone who was supposed to be my drug therapist, but also my mate. His six foot seven height big brood shoulder his hair was shaved on the sides, but long on top. I hear him say something, but I’m too stunned to respond when he finally turned around my heart drop into my stomach and the word, I never wanted to say came out of my mouth MATE.

He’s gorgeous I thought to myself with his slightly tan skin, strong arms, his strong chiseled jawbone with a small amount of reddish-brown facial hair, his emerald, green eyes, and reddish-brown hair. I can’t do this I see him slightly frown before I realize what I’m doing and then I hear myself say it again “I can’t do this.” I see him try to walk towards me, but I just turn around and bolt. I ran as fast as I could, I knew he was following me, but I knew I was faster than him and could easily lose him and with the potion Oakley gave me this morning I knew I wouldn’t have a scent for him to follow. When I knew I was far enough away, and he still wasn’t following I slowed my pace to walk heading towards Oakley’s apartment.

I went from being completely frazzled to absolutely pissed. When I made it to the door, I didn’t even bother to knock, I just barged in and started shouting as loud as I could for him. “Oakley Micheal Lazar” I yell. When I hear shuffling in the room before he came running out. “Kieara what happened are you okay” he says while looking over my body. I cant tell if he is just being stupid or actually being serious. That’s when I throw my arms up slightly shove him away and when I notice he’s just standing there with an inquisitive look on his face. “What in that actual fuck were you thinking when you sent me to see that therapist? Did you know?” I ask him. “Did I know what Kieara? You’re not really explaining what happened now, are you” he spats out. If there is one thing I know the most about Oakley is that he is very intuitive and sometimes knows things before they are supposed to happen so when I just stand there with my hands on my hips giving him that you better tell me look. He finally sighs and his shoulders sag when he doesn’t say anything I drop my defenses and approach him.

“Did you know Oakley? Did you know he was my mate?” When I see him walk over to the couch and sit while patting the seat next to him, I finally decided to walk over and take a seat I hear him sigh before finally responding. “Yes, I knew Kieara” he finally speaks. When I didn’t say anything, he continues. “Yes, I knew Kieara” he tells me again while looking at the ground. “How long Oakley?” I ask him. “For a few months at first it was just a feeling then I seen it. He’s good for you a Kieara he’s going to be the one to save you.” he tells me finally making eye contact. “Why didn’t you tell me” I ask him. “Because Kieara, I love you I’ve always loved you and I knew if I told you, you wouldn’t have gone you wouldn’t have gotten the help, and I couldn’t bear to watch you kill yourself” he’s now standing pacing the room while he just casually spilled his guts out too me. While I sit here dumbfounded and the revolution that my friend has been in love with me.

I decided instead of saying anything I got up stopped him from pacing and gave him a hug I know it had to have been hard on him to hold those kinds of feelings in for this long while he watch me destroying myself day in and day out all while doing what he does for me. “I need a couple days, but I’ll try okay.” I say into the crook of his neck. “Okay Kieara” is all he said and hugged me right back. We sat and talked for the rest of the night. He told me everything he has seen with me if I take Colton as my mate and if I don’t the horrify truth of what will become of me has really opened my eyes. He talked to me about how he’s been harboring these feelings for me but would never act on the because he knew I had a mate and that we were destined for each other. We promised that no matter what happens we will always remain friends and wherever I go he’ll be going too I’m the only person he has and no matter what I will always be that person. I was his rock as much as he was mine and we need each other regardless.

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