Elijah mostly smelt of the first after a heavy rain to me but there was also a faint smell of roses. I didn’t think anything of it at first but as I was talking it reminded me of my mom. She always used to wear a perfume that smelled of roses. Now even all these years later I still found the smell of roses comforting. I had been trying to work out the code based on the smells that I liked now, that was why I was struggling. It made sense that the code would be something I liked while my parents were still alive. This had to be the answer, it seemed so obvious now. I ran all the way from the hall to my house and straight up to my room. Ryker, Christian and Kerry watched me running up the stairs with interest but they didn’t make an attempt to stop me. I could only imagine what they must be thinking. Once I was in my room I closed the door and sat down on the floor in my closet. I worked out the numeric code which would correspond to the word rose. I typed it into the keypad and tur

If I headed straight to school I would be there far too early so I decided to take a bit of a detour on my way. I walked through the town centre, most of the shops were still closed at this time of the morning but the local coffee shop would be open. That was at least one thing I could rely on, even if the rest of my life had been turned upside down. The street was a hive of activity as people were getting their shops ready to open in a few hours time. There were delivery vans parked in the streets and people rushing around to offload the stock. I ducked down one of the side streets to keep out of everyone's way. I weaved through the side streets until I reached the edge of town and the coffee shop I was heading for. It was a lovely family owned coffee shop. Some people might call it hipster in style with its fake rustic aesthetic and quirky elements throughout the shop. I don’t normally like this kind of place but as they do the best coffee in town by far I just ignore how pretenti

Christian drove me to the alpha’s mansion just before 6pm. I had packed pretty lightly. I had only brought an overnight bag and a couple of suitcases with me, I could pick up the rest of my stuff later if this whole thing worked out. There was no point lugging all of my stuff over her if I was going to get rejected before the night was over. I was truly shocked by how much stuff I had managed to stuff into my room in only a few years. When we had moved from the cottage we all had so few belongings that they had easily fit into the back of Christian’s car but now I could easily fill that car on my own. The alpha’s mansion was absolutely massive. I had always avoided this side of town but I had imagined that the alpha’s mansion would be similar to how I remember my parents’ mansion. I was wrong. This place made my parents’ house look like nothing more than a large house. This mansion was the kind of place that you would expect to see in some period drama about wealthy families in En

“Christian thought it would be better if we didn’t tell anyone about my family.” I said. I knew I was being evasive but I was scared. I had spent most of my life hiding my identity, it didn’t feel natural to tell anyone the truth. Onyx trusted her mate completely but I was scared, what if she was wrong about him. “Why is that?” Elijah asked. He licked the point on my neck where he would mark me. I felt shivers of pleasure running down my spine. He pulled me closer, he held me as though I was the most precious thing in the world to him. Tenderly but incredible possessively. ‘Tell him anything he wants to know, right now.’ Onyx purred. “There aren’t many packs that are willing to take in a lone wolf, especially not one that has the strength of an alpha.” I said. “I think your strength is a bonus, for me and our pack.” He said. “You wouldn’t say that if you knew who my parents were.” I said. I could feel myself getting nervous again. I was sure that I was about to lose my

I don’t know how I managed to get away from Charlotte. One minute she was holding onto me and begging me to skip classes with her then she all of a sudden shook off her sadness and headed to her first lesson. I think it probably had something to do with Ryker being in her first lesson. Maybe that thought had suddenly occurred to her. If so she clearly thought that he would provide a better shoulder to cry on than I did. She was probably right, I could be sympathetic but I always seemed to end up saying the wrong thing. After that she probably followed him around all morning like some sort of lost puppy. He wouldn’t be happy about that, I am sure that I will get an earful from him about it later. It will be like the trip to the cottage all over again. Oh well, at least it got her away from me for a while. I tried to concentrate on my lessons but I found that my mind kept wandering. Something in the back of my head told me that the rogue situation was important. That if it was just