All Chapters of Stubborn Briella : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Would you get out of bed after finding out the one person you told all your secrets to, all the things you couldn’t tell anyone else about yourself just betray you for your death? I haven’t moved, I feel like a statue under the covers. Nothing in this world seems worth leaving the bed anyways. Every time I turn around something bad happens, if it’s not me causing it it’s someone I thought of as family or a friend. Erik has been trying to get me to at least eat or drink something. But what’s the point? I know I sound like a sad pup who’s wallowing in her own sadness but what’s the point of living when you have no one to truly trust to live life with you.  “ You need to get up, Briella. You’ve been through worse.” Alex groans  “ Go away, I don’t know who let you in here but no one can get me out of bed” I huffed, pulling the covers tighter around myse

When I walked back upstairs no one looked at me. My dad and brother did all the cleaning up but didn’t talk to me or look my way when they came back upstairs either. Erik looked my way a couple times as we all sat at the kitchen table. I still haven’t washed my hands and the blood has dried and looking at them just makes me feel guilty. I just ripped my best friend's throat out… my best friend. She watched me grow up, we watched each other grow up because our parents got along and decided to let us all go to the same school. She sat with me through everything I’ve ever gone through trying to figure myself out. Now she lays in a hole in the ground somewhere because she wasn’t able to keep things about me to herself and helped people who wanted me dead. The room grew glumly and everyone was just looking at each other confused. Erik cleared his throat as if he was going to say something but instead he just stood up making the creaking of the chair feel t

It's been a few weeks since Sam’s funeral and I’m not sure but everything seems to finally fall back into the place. Not that I’ll ever forgive myself for killing her but I can’t let it ruin the rest of my life right? Erik and I agreed to finally leave back to his pack the day before thanksgiving. Nothing in this world would make me happier than to see her sitting at the end of the table yelling at Alex for eating all the rolls and at Ethan for spilling the gravy for the 5th time. When I told Ethan about Sam of course he cried but he understood nonetheless. I didn’t want to make him forgive me but he did. I told him I would understand if he hated me forever but he said that he couldn’t hate me for doing what I needed to. I made sure to tell him so he could join me at her funeral. Her parents didn’t look my way but honestly I wasn’t surprised. This morning Erik talked to me about how we needed to complete

This morning I felt alive. Like nothing was wrong in the world anymore. Erik and I have grown closer to each other, we’ve even discussed moving the mating process sooner. Don’t get me wrong, fooling around and making out sessions are very tempting and make it hard to resist the urge to take him right there. But this morning.. I’ve never felt more complete. Sitting in our bed covered in blankets that smell like him and snuggling all the pillows that feel like sleeping on a cloud. Rolling over to my right side hugging Erik’s pillow under my head I watch the sun come up through the cracks of the curtains. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this, looking over on the nightstand I see a cup with a note.  Good morning pup, please enjoy this cup of your favorite tea! I’m will be busy today but please meet me in my office after breakfast  Love: your mate Er

“ hello?” I said trying to hear what the other person was saying “ I can hear you. Who is this?” She sighs. The noise in the background made her voice sound far away. “ Is this Alora?” I asked. I can tell she went silent on the other end with only the sound of her heavy breathing coming in. “Who is this?” Her voice sounded deeper as if she’s afraid.“ This is Briella, I'm calling for Rome. He’s worried about you.” I rush out hoping she can hear me through all the music. Next thing I know the phone clicks and she hangs up. Shit. Rome what have you done? Groaning, I rub my forehead with my hand.