บททั้งหมดของ Fighting Fate: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

SELENEOf course, the only proper way to top off a weird, shitty week would be to bump into Rocco outside the restaurant. Troy and I still weren’t speaking. Like an alley cat he could choose to vanish when he wanted, he had a lot of friends, and I knew he was punishing me for going out with Greg.Like I told him at the time, and all the times before, he’s a sensible, safe choice. I’m not risking my heart, but I get some laughs, some company, maybe some good sex, is that not enough? Troy needs to stop thinking everything is a fairy tale. Following the path towards mates and destiny doesn’t mean happiness. You need to make your own happy place. Why not give Greg a chance?Sadly there was no bouncy gay stylist working for me as I got ready, no giggles or sneaky glasses of wine to loosen up. I solemnly dressed and went for a relatively boring black cocktail dress and heels. If it wasn’t for the slit up the thigh, it would have been workwear really.I almost felt num

1 WEEK LATER - FULL MOONROCCOWell the ball is very much in her court now. And she’s being cold as ice.I make another move and I’m desperate and needy. It’s been a week and nothing, so I guess I need to shut the fuck up and get on. She clearly has. Maybe Greg is what she wants. Arrogant bastard.So tonight. Tonight I am going to move on and make something happen with one of the women who comes in here tonight. It’s a Saturday, it’s a full moon. Crazy things always happen on a full moon.Jacob asked for the night off for a change, I am guessing he is heading to meet Troy, not that he said a thing, but it means I get Callum. we knock about nicely together.My beautiful red-carpeted, dark wooden wonderland. I place my hands on the bar and survey our little empire. So we’re technically millionaires now, it’s a fact that only makes me realise I want to spend that money on somebody other than myself. What do I desire? I have the suits, the apartment and ever

SELENEI clattered loudly into the hospital reception, a ragged whirlwind of handbag, coat, and suitcase. The hotel had arranged a cab whilst I quickly dressed and rammed everything I had back into the case. The drive should have taken over two hours, but I promised to pay double if he broke the speed limit. Charging down the empty roads, lit only by his headlamps I fought back waves of anger and fear like a cruising battleship.My wolf had switched from being a lazy, horny little creature. Now she was alert, tense and ready to fight any danger. I had never felt my wolf senses kick in so strongly before, it sent a thrill through me, reminding me I am not human, I am different. Every scent is sharper than before, seeing shapes further in the dark than any human could, as my wolf tried to seek out the injured Pen.I quietly approached Pen’s allocated room, abandoning my suitcase in the canteen. One of the reasons I sped here so fast was to avoid bumping into anyone el

SELENETime limped along whilst I sat on the plastic bench in a daze, watching the few hospital visitors coming and going from a distance. From the plastic smoking shelter, hidden away in the dark I was just a ghostly onlooker, separate to everyone else. My heart would have sent a thermometer skyrocketing at the start of that phone call. Now, just a frozen, painful lump sat weighing on my chest.The same questions endlessly rattled through my mind. How could he have betrayed me? He had only known one month and at the first test he had crumbled. The man I thought of as being strong, confident, and above the pettiness of pack life. He was just an illusion, he was just the casino playboy after all. That night at the party, I thought I was catching glances of something. More fool me.My wolf tried to send positive associations about Rocco my way. The kindness within his deep brown eyes, the way his voice alone made my body tingle, but I batted her away. This was no

SELENEI spent the morning at the hospital with Pen. Unfortunately my mother and Marie tired her out with wittering and fussing so I spent four hours just holding her hand while she slept. The bruises around her face were already turning into a kaleidoscope of painful shades. Purples and yellows sprouted all over her body like she was changing into another species entirely.I stepped out of the hospital into the dusty, arid parking area, hair an untidy mess and wearing an outfit from ten years ago. The red polka dot tea dress I'd plucked from the obscurity of my teenage wardrobe was still not a good look. I rolled my eyes imagining the insults Troy would launch. Probably something about having gone full country-singer after less than a day out of the city.What wiped the smile from my face was seeing a red open-top sports car pull up containing three familiar faces. My heart leapt to see Troy, but what kind of twisted karma brought Rocco here?At least he s