Artemisia The coziness of the bed he just cuddled me in, doesn‘t help at him staring at me in disbelief. “I’m sorry, what?” I chose the rip-it-off-in-one-go kind of way, and am now doubting my strategy as I actually have to go on. I bite my upper lip nervously as I move my feet under the blankets. “My wolf isn’t responding to me anymore. She abandoned me.” “Why?” He stares at me as he sits with his elbows leaned on his knees. “Why would a wolf do that? Is it because of us? Because of me? Because I tore you away from your family, your pack?” “No, no! It’s not that! And surely not your fault.” I shake my head, and he continues to stare at me agape. As he realizes that I’m not talking any further, he gesticulates with his hands. “What is it then?” “You have to remain calm,” I say, lowering my head. “I am calm,” he snarls, making me tilt my head. “No, you are not.” I pinch my sheets as he takes a deep breath. “Okay. I’ll remain calm.” Lifting my head to see him clench his teet
Finnegan I nearly rip the door out of its frame as I open it with rage streaming through my veins. Taking a few steps, I only catch my breath as I hear the door close behind me. I nearly suffocate at the sadness and pain wafting through me, and I figure that they must be Artemisia’s emotions. Fucking mate bond. I think about going to town and fuck another she-wolf just to make her suffer. To have her go through the pain I felt in that prison cell and is now pumping out into my chest. But my wolf goes fucking feral at the sole thought. It really takes all of me not to lose control and give over to my wolf who is fighting with all his might to get back to his mate. The shattered glass that I took with me on my way out, crunches beneath my shoes as I reach the round reception desk situated in the middle of the station. The two nurses sitting on their chairs shivering, and acting like they hadn’t just pissed themselves, look at me with big eyes. They must have heard eve
Artemisia “It’s okay, Matt. I just bumped my head, I didn’t lose a leg.” I chuckle as Matthew carries me to my room and cuddles me into the blankets of my bed. “I don’t care. You need to rest, love. I’m just following the doctor's instructions,” he says nonchalantly, as he rearranges my pillows. I thank him with a smile as I lean back with a sigh. “Can I get you something else?” He asks, and I shake my head as he proceeds to list all the things he could get me. I laugh because he is so cute, and I love how he wants me to feel better. “Enough, Matty.” Logan stays in the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest as he eyes me up. “Are you sure you feel alright?” I nod with a smile. “Perfectly fine, thank you.” “We will let you rest, and check on you later. Is that okay?” Matthew asks, his expression heavy with worry. Thanking him with a smile, I watch him leave my room with his brother before I push out a deep sigh. I want to go home. And I have to fight back
Artemisia I wake up with a jump scare the next morning as all my windows get opened brusquely. I blink into the light streaming into the room as a blonde woman is blabbering nonchalantly while continuing to give me a heart attack. Turning in my bed, I blink my sleep out of my eyes. I can’t see Fynn anywhere in the room, but I can still smell him. Maybe I’m just hallucinating. I shake my head at how desperate I am as the woman leans into my field of vision, making me jump. “Babes, are you alright?” Do I look like I am? “Sure,” I answer with a smile as she narrows her eyes. She puts her fists on her hips as she gets back up. “Ah, you don’t have to act strong with me.” My eyes widen as she looks around the room. “Did the little Omega already look after you?” “Are you talking about Daisy?” I ask and she clicks her tongue.“Aaah, yeah, could be that this was her name!” She seems distracted by something as she doesn’t notice that I don’t respond to her while she walks into my kitc
Artemisia I take a deep breath as I step into the dimly lit office, even though I didn’t get an answer at my knocking. “What are you doing out of bed?” Cayden asks me as I close the door behind me. His eyes are still glued on the papers in front of him as I clear my throat. “I wanted to talk to you. Do you have a bit of time to spare for me?” “Sure,” he sighs, still not looking at me. “As long as you return to bed afterwards.” I sit into a chair in front of his desk, my insides tingling eagerly to get his eyes on me. “It has been 4 days now since I was discharged. I’m feeling much better already and I can’t stand lying around anymore. Also, I can’t continue to take away precious time from everybody’s day. Matthew and Logan are looking after me lovingly, but I guess they have more important things to do. Please, let me do something. I’m feeling good enough to help you all out and finally show myself to the pack.” He lifts his gaze to look at me, making me gulp. “I don’t know. You
Artemisia My heart beats into my throat as I arrive on the training fields. I look around but Fynn is nowhere to be seen.‘Guess he sensed you were coming, and ran away from you,’ Cassy sneers, making my stomach turn. “The stables.” A melodic voice tears me out of my thoughts, making me look at a bunch of warriors grinning at me. “I’m sorry. What?” I ask confused. The young warrior laughs, and his colleagues follow him. “You are looking for Fynn, aren’t you? He went to the stables.” “Oh,” I say, nodding like a stupid toy. “Yes, thank you.” I start walking towards the stable as another man shouts after me, making the men laugh again. “Good luck!” “Thanks.” I wave without turning around, acting like it didn’t bother me. ‘How immensely respectful they are.’ Cassy laughs at me, and I keep myself from halting in my tracks, even if it was a mean blow. ‘Feeling particularly mean, Cassy? How nice to see you in top form again.’ I try to hide how hurt I am as I try to reach the place
Artemisia I gulp as I keep myself from being impressed by the sparks exploding on my skin and traveling down my neck and chest. No matter how much I try, I can’t remember ever feeling such a strong reaction towards anyone. I would prefer I remembered something like this as it pains me that it must be with him. “Let me go!” I say through clenched teeth, but he increases his grip, making me whimper. I claw on his forearm instinctively, as if it would lead him to loosen his grip. “You enjoy it, do you? Teasing me because I’m not like my brothers.” He clenches and unclenches his jaw as he tilts his head, lowering his voice. “Making me pay for the fact that I’m not falling for you like they do.” Shaking my head to get out of his hold, I only get him to growl. “I don’t know what you are talking about! I just came to talk to you because of our fight.” “Sure,” he chuckles, tsking. “As if the princess would care to make peace with the plebeian scum, right?” My eyes widen as he leans ev
Artemisia “Oh, no, Missy, please!” I stop scrubbing the bottom of the dried-up fountain as Alberta makes me stop to look at her. Pushing my hair back, I see her running towards me completely shocked. “What are you doing here? Weren’t you arranging the flowers?” She asks, making the omegas working on cleaning the fountain around me hold their breaths. “Yeah,” I answer with a smile. “But we were done with it, and I figured my help was needed here.” I also needed to get some aggression out of my system and I figured that scrubbing would be a nice exercise to achieve that. Naturally, as I woke up, I smelled Fynn’s scent again. And since his disparaging words were constantly resounding in my head, it couldn’t possibly be, so I must have been hallucinating. Stupid me. And stupid mate bond. Also, my two other mates were walking around me on eggshells this morning, driving me crazy as this was absolutely the last thing I needed right now. On top of that, as I arrived at the