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#Chapter 61: Cupcakes, Kisses, & I Love You’s

What Alex doesn’t know, is that I made him—well, a card, yes—but also a birthday cupcake. Not a full cake, because I don’t know how he would react after his display this morning. But something sweet to show him that I care for him, no matter what.Because it’s true. I can’t just stop loving Alex because I know he’s mated to someone else, anymore than I could stop when I found out he isn’t exactly human.We walk, hands clasped, in silence toward the stream. We both know what’s going on, and what each one of us will have to give up. Even if we haven’t spoken about it.When we enter the clearing, Alex smells his treat before he sees the blanket and the unlit candles.The sky still hasn’t cleared, and the stars and moon are hidden beyond dark clouds that have been threatening rain since yesterday.I can’t see him in the dark, but his scent changes. The tanginess that tinged it is now gone; he smells…clean.“What did you do, Cynthia?”I pull him over to the blanket and sit down, feeling ar

#Chapter 62: Two Steps Forward, One Step Back

I didn’t sleep well last night. My heavy heart and scattered mind kept her awake with fitful dreams of being chased and of getting separated from Alex.I send my mother a good morning text, as I’ve done every day since I arrived here, then climb out of bed.Alex’s words last night weigh on me. No one has ever spoken the words “I love you” to me except my mother. Even now it makes me want to hug the pillow and cry.Only I can’t cry now. I need to be strong for Alex. It isn’t fair to make him regret the inevitable more than he already does. He can’t help his fate anymore than I can, and I can’t make him feel guilty for choosing to follow the path set before him. It’s not like he has a choice, anyway.But I don’t have to like it all the same…or Rita.Speak of the devil, as soon as I walk into the kitchen to get a glass of milk, I see Rita is seated at the table, drumming her fingers. Her scowl sets me on alert. If looks could kill… I try not to make eye contact, picking up my pace and be

#Chapter 63: As If Things Couldn’t Get Worse

We run for hours, barely stopping, when I finally collapse from exhaustion. Rita reluctantly slows, then stops, and backtracks to where I’m seated on the ground, my arms pretzeled over my head to open up my chest so my lungs can take in more oxygen.Rita folds her arms over her chest and cocks her hip to one side. “This is why you needed to stay behind. We can’t afford to stop.”And I can’t afford the breath to argue with her. I lift my head and close my eyes, willing my body to stop hurting.Rita releases a long sigh and sits down beside me. At first, she doesn’t say anything, just scans the area with her eyes.Finally, she says, “Look…I know you really care about Alex and that’s why you stubbornly insisted on coming along.” She emphasized the word stubbornly. But before I could argue, she added, “I think it’s brave—especially knowing that dangerous werewolves are waiting to tear you limb from limb.”Was this her way of intimidating me or apologizing? I don’t know exactly how to take

#Chapter 64: The Getaway

With the assailant down, I’m able to get to Rita. She can’t stand in her present form, despite several efforts at getting to her feet.“I don’t know what. To do,” I admit to her. “I—I can’t. Help you. Too big!”With great effort and a lot of pain, Rita shifts back to human. It’s a slow process, and hard to watch. I have to turn my head because of the nature of the process and how coarse it really is. They’ve always changed so quickly that I never noticed the details.The details. Are. Gross. So is the wolf who is barely alive. He isn’t shifting, and his large body twitches sporadically. I wonder if he’s going to die here.After Rita has finally taken human form, I hear her ragged breathing. She sits up, gasping and trying to calm herself.Then she turns to me, and for the first time, I see real concern in her eyes. “Are you okay?”“I—yyy-yeah,” I say giving my body a glance over again. Amazed as I am at my fortune, I’m still too shocked to be grateful. “How are you? Your leg?”I kneel

#Chapter 65: Safe & Sound

I’m sore and weak, but most of the pain has subsided. “Thank you,” I say to Ryan, who is kneeling over me and bandaging my leg.“It’s a pretty nasty bite,” he replies, not meeting my eyes, “but it’ll heal.”“I know you said you didn’t know anything about these rogues, but they’re hunting us, Ryan. Especially Alex’s human.”“What do you know about her?”“Cynthia?” I’m still a little lightheaded from the loss of blood, so my speech is a little slow. “Not really anything…she’s just normal.”“I think the company she’s attracting says otherwise.”Ryan leans back on his heels. “They obviously want her. Maybe Michael, too. I don’t know. I don’t know why unorganized mutts would target your pack.”“I don’t know…” I really don’t. All I can think of right now is that I have to get back to the pack with Alex and Cynthia soon, or things will get worse.Chalk it up to my weakened state—I know I do—because I don’t usually ask for help, but Michael needs it. I can’t let him die.“Did Alex ask about h

#Chapter 66: Dinner & a Plan

You learn so much by watching people. Ryan, for example, is an excellent cook and looks right at home in the kitchen. Alex even helps, and I didn’t know Alex could cook.I help put out the place settings and set the food on the dining room table: chicken, bacon, biscuits and a mix of random vegetables that don’t look like they belong together. I soon figured out Ryan put that unusual ensemble together for me, the human. “I’ve heard not all humans eat meat,” he explained.Rita wanted to eat outside to get some fresh air, but Ryan pointed out that we would be discussing delicate matters and shouldn’t be outside where just anyone could get wind of the situation. Alex agreed, so we each took a seat and filled a plate.As we eat, with me being the only one to touch the vegetable mix, they discuss events as we know them. No one seems to understand why I’m a factor in the rogue upset, much less me. No one knows for sure whether this is a coordinated effort against the Ayzena pack, or if the

#Chapter 67: Close to Ryan

After dinner, I help Ryan clean up while Alex helps Rita outside to exercise her leg, which is rapidly healing.I wash the dishes while Ryan puts them away, and he uses the opportunity to ask me questions. It makes me feel a little uncomfortable, but I am a guest in his house, and it is completely understandable, even under normal circumstances, that he would want to get to know more about me.At first, he asks typical questions, like where I grew up and about my parents. I respond with minimal information, but enough to satisfy him.He quickly realizes I have a stutter, but that doesn’t put him off.“It makes you more intriguing,” he admits.The statement shocks me, and I get a little shy. I think I may even be blushing as I reply, “No…I’m not…”“You are,” he argues. “I can’t figure you out, but there is something special about you, Cynthia.”“I get that. A lot.” I reply, definitely blushing now.Ryan has gotten closer to me, physically, since we began cleaning up, and I’ve noticed t

#Chapter 68: A Mysterious Illness

At first, I don’t want to touch him; I don’t know what’s wrong and I don’t want to make it worse. I kneel beside him. “What’s wrong?” Ohhhh…“Ahhh…” is his only reply.His breathing becomes erratic. I sit on my knees and scoop his head into my lap, lightly touching his hair, afraid to touch him anywhere else.“Sssomeone—help!” I cry out, but my voice cracks.Alex’s eyes are closed tight and he’s taking great pains to steady his breathing. “Owww…” he moans, still grabbing his stomach.“I don’t… Don’t know what to do…”I look back at the door to the house but no one’s coming. I’m afraid no one heard me.“I’m going. To get help,” I tell him as I move to lift his head off my thighs.Alex grabs my wrists. “No,” he moans. “Just wait.”My eyes start to tear up. It breaks me to see him—my strength—this way…in this much pain. “What isss it?”“I don’t know. The pain…just…came out of nowhere.”We sit like that for moments. He is eventually able to unfurl as the pain subsides. As his breathing st

#Chapter 69: Mixed Emotions

I hear Ryan pass by my door. Or rather pause outside of it. I know I’m paranoid, but I feel like I have a good reason to be. I know werewolves have a crazy sense of smell and that Ryan can probably tell where I am. Maybe even knew I was in the hall just a few seconds ago.I wait several minutes before I crack the door open. The hall is dark and empty; I don’t see any lights streaming out from under doors.I creep back to the living room, quiet as I can, and peek around the doorway.Alex is lying on the couch wide awake, staring up at the ceiling.“Hey,” I whisper.His head snaps toward the door.“Goodnight.”Alex sits up. “Come here,” he whispers back.I walk over to the couch and sit on the spot Alex vacated when he sat up.I keep my voice low so no one can hear me. “Are you okay now?”“I do feel better. I don’t know what that was about.”“I heard Ryan,” I admit. It’s time to stop ignoring the topic. “It isss Rita? Your mate?”Now, this question is two-fold because I already know it’

#Chapter 70: The Game Plan

It felt like it took forever to fall asleep, but I don’t know that I’ve ever slept so well! I dreamed of Alex. I don’t remember much other than that, except that we weren’t here, he wasn’t a werewolf, and we were happy.I slept with him behind me all night, wrapped around me like a security blanket, and it was wonderful.Now I’m awake before him. I roll onto my back so I can admire him. He is still sound asleep, and his face is angelic. No hint of beast or temper.No hint of pain, either.A sound down the hall startles me and catches my attention. I don’t want anyone to know I slept on the couch with Alex, so I gently slip off, careful not to wake him, and with great caution and finesse soundlessly make my way back down the hall to my room.Only I know everyone probably heard me, and when I close the door, I stand on the inside for a moment, my ear against it, listening for anyone else. It would be great to have werewolf hearing, I think to myself. It really sucks that I’m the only on

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