All Chapters of Strings of Fate: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

"The next few weeks are very lonely. Bellamy is quiet and depressed. Ryann answers my calls and messages and comes to help with wedding stuff when I ask, but she’s withdrawn and doesn’t reach out unless I talk to her first. Even Darrien, my constant shadow, seems to be more and more unhappy every passing day, although he hasn’t said why. Regardless of everyone’s mood, time does pass and soon enough it’s the night before my wedding. I’m anxious about the ceremony, but more than that, I’m anxious because this is going to be the first time Bellamy and Ryann have been in the same place since he found out the truth and then ran off. In all likelihood they will just avoid each other. But I hope they make up. Still, it’s kind of frustrating. This isn’t going to be the fun filled, perfect day I’ve always dreamed of if my brother and best friend can’t stand to even look at each other. It’s like everything is just stagnant. Neither of them is willing to make a move and try to fix things, but ne

"Tristan is dead. He’s dead and I killed him. I know I had no choice. But I didn’t want things to go this way. I prod him with my nose a little and confirm that he is one hundred percent, definitely dead. I climb off of him and shift back into my two legged self. I don’t quite know what to do. A shiver comes over me that has nothing to do with the temperature of the room, still I grab a tablecloth and wrap it around myself, trying to ignore how my hands leave bloody red fingerprints on the white fabric. I’m confused for a second when someone grabs me, but the familiar scent of Darrien surrounds me and I let him hold me for a minute. We both had a scare and I could use the comfort. He is breathing heavily and hides his face in my hair. It’s a strange feeling, I don’t think Darrien has ever hugged me before. Actually, I don’t think he’s ever touched me other than escorting me by the arm. I never realised how much bigger than me he is. Despite everything, he makes me feel safe. He always

"What on Earth is going on in Darrien’s head? It has been months, MONTHS since he paid for my lunch IN FRONT OF MY BROTHER and started officially courting me. Ryann and Bellamy are officially and publicly together now, hell they’ve adopted a CHILD. And what progress have Darrien and I made? None. Zero. Nothing. It’s like there has been no change from when he was just my guard. We spend basically all our time together, that’s nothing new. I mean he lives with us now… he took the spare room next to mine. But aside from the occasional flirtatious comment and the fact that he pays for my meals whenever he finds the chance, everything is exactly the same as it was. He hasn’t tried to attempt any of the other courting traditions, hasn’t asked me out, definitely hasn’t tried for any kind of physical intimacy. I have no idea what he is waiting for! Since Ryann gave her approval I started considering Darrien in a more romantic light and I’ve realised how absolutely dull witted I was being to n

"I stayed at the club until the end of the woman’s set then went home in a daze. After not sleeping the night before I was more than ready to get some good rest. I slept better last night than I have in years. I woke up early this morning and felt incredibly refreshed. I have some time before I need to go meet Alpha Ryann so I take the chance to look the club up online. I find their contact information and through a series of emails determine that the singer only performs Friday through Sunday. I also manage to get banking information. I send through payments to cover my entry for the next Friday through Sunday and an additional hundred dollars which I note is a tip to go to James who assisted me at the door. I can afford it. I work a lot and running around in my feline form isn’t exactly an expensive form of entertainment. Not to mention renting a place on the compound is always cheap for Shifters. We all tend to prefer to live in large groups, although I might be the exception to th

"“I wasn’t sure it was you at first, but I don’t know anyone else who falls asleep in a club.” Penelope says. My eyes fly open as I feel her dropping down onto the couch beside me. She’s sweating a little from the stage lights but she still smells like the ocean. I have to fight not to sniff at her. I always liked the beach. Tonight her hair is in a braid resting over her left shoulder. I nod to confirm my identity and she snorts out a laugh.“I was right, just as quiet as a person. Although I guess maybe you don’t mind my company since you’re not a cat today?” She adds, her words a question. I give a slight nod. Can she tell how awkward I feel right now? I’m usually fairly comfortable with my silence, but something about Penelope makes me feel like I should be trying harder to answer. “That’s great. I was worried I’ve been bothering you. My teachers always told me I don’t know when to keep my mouth shut and leave well enough alone.” I raise an eyebrow and she just laughs.“Yeah, I k