All Chapters of A Faked Mate : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I had loved that moment of tranquility up in the clearing. My time alone with Presley. Having her here by my side was perfect. If I closed my eyes long enough it was possible to imagine we were back at college, laid out on the large gardens enjoying the sunshine in our spare time between lectures... But, imagining that had only brought the ache back to my chest that leaving college had brought. I was going to miss that freedom. That loss of being carefree and having no pressure upon me other than completing my assignments. I was no longer simply just another student, I was Zaine, the upcoming Alpha, with the world upon my shoulders...So, I did what I do best, and plastered a false smile upon my face, and worked upon crafting this story of our imaginary relationship with Presley. Doing what I could to make her laugh, as that sound was enough at my lowest of moments to ease my mood. And for a moment I didn't feel as bad. Having her here may make things a little better...But I knew we

Presley was walking at full speed along the paths of my pack, I could only assume to make her way back to the packhouse before planning her route home. I knew her well, and that speed walk meant she was either late or she was pissed, and right now there was no denying she was pissed. At me. I rushed after her, but something made me hang back a little. I didn’t know what to say to her to put this mess right. Nothing I said would alter the fact I had been doubting her, and a small part of me still was.‘You are a damn fool.’ My wolf snarled angrily. Seemingly my own wolf knew my best friend better than me, or seemed to think he did. ‘She will walk away, and I am not so sue there will be much salvaging this once she leaves the pack. Calls will be unanswered and messages ignored, all because you said the wrong thing. And thought the worst of her. So you need to do something!’A heaviness sat within my belly at the very thought of Presley leaving here and the possibility of not hearing fro

I walked away from Zaine. I needed some space. I walked out of his room, and down the large, sweeping staircase of his family home, planning to make my way to the front door and out into the fresh air once more. When I was stressed, the thing that was best for me was to run. Shira and I would so often run for hours to clear our heads. Time and open space was often a friend to many werewolves. Only this time it would seem my plan was to be foiled. As I stepped into the large open hallway, a voice disturbed my plan to escape…“Oh, hello dear.” Zaine’s Mother’s voice made me jump, causing me to turn to find her standing at the doorway of the kitchen. Leaning gently against the wooden doorframe, her eyes watched me curiously. “Is everything okay? Did you want a drink?”I found myself smiling, unsure what else to do. I was suddenly uncomfortable, and I did not know what to say. “Erm, I am good, thank you. I was just going to go out and get some fresh air.” I quickly explained.But her neat

Presley had stormed on out of the room, but, despite my incessant urge to follow her and try to fix the mess I had created I knew that she likely needed some space. Time to process everything. I needed her here. I knew that much, so instead of rushing after her like my heart was telling me, I watched my friend walk from my room. I dropped onto my bed as the door closed behind her. My head nothing but a battered mess. I didn’t know how we had gone from laughing and joking to being this way.My words, and my suspicious mind may well have caused the end of our long friendship. I hated the very idea of that. ‘Well maybe it is time we stopped thinking the worst of her’ My wolf told me sharply. I knew he was irritated with me, and I didn’t need to look too deeply to know that he was right. I had messed up. The only thing was, I did not know what to do to fix this.As I laid upon my bed I knew that being here on my own with my own thoughts was going to make things worse. My own thoughts coul

I had walked with Zaine’s mother for a while longer. She had shared many memories of Zaine growing up, all of which made me smile. Despite my frustration and anger towards him, I could not help but feel an affection when hearing the sweet stories of him as a youngster. Many of her tales included her telling me the many ways she believed her husband and her son were so much alike. In truth, listening to her, I think I would have to say she was probably right. I could see why the two would clash. Both were as stubborn and hard-headed as one another, but I didn’t think that was unusual when they both had Alpha blood running through them.“Were they ever close?” I asked, without thinking, causing her to swivel her head to look at me quickly.“You think they are not close?” She spoke sharply, implying my words had offended her.‘Well done.’ Shira made her dig now. ‘Great start at charming the potential in-laws.’I swallowed nervously. “It is hard to tell.” I stuttered, my anxiety evident i