All Chapters of Fake dating my bestie's dad for Valentine : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

XAVIER“Look! Look! Are you seeing this?!”Dolphins. Rune stared at them like they were a wonder of nature. Excitement and childlike wonder shone in her eyes, pure, unguarded. She glowed, like the moon itself clothed her in its beauty. I'd seen a lot in my life. A genocide. Deaths. Blood, on others, on me. Marcella's hatred burning everything I touched.But this?Rune, my mate, glowing under the moonlight, laughing at dolphins like the world wasn't full of evil?This was something I didn't deserve to ever lay eyes upon. My wolf stirred, restless, raging. 'Mate.' He growled, 'She's ours. You must protect her!'"I know," I muttered under my breath. She turned, smiled at me, unaware of the war raging inside me. Unaware of the effect she had on me, the way she made me feel 17 again, before my world went to shit. The way she makes my sorry existence of a life easier to bear. And I thought: I'd kill anyone who tried to take this from me. My heart kicked against my ribcage, too hard an

RUNEWhen I returned to the resort, I found that everything had lost colour. Xavier left. Saying that makes it sound gloomier than it is. That's exactly how my heart feels. Like it's been carved out and replaced with...slime.I just returned from the airport, dragging myself all the way from the lobby up to my room where I planned to crash into bed and sleep the weekend away. "Why the long face?"I paused. That voice had a hint of amusement in it. One I knew too well. "You sound happy," I grumbled, turning to face Dylan. "Taking delight in my pain huh?""Happy? Oh hell no. Thanks to you, I've been put on babysitting duty.""Is that supposed to make me happy?"He scanned me from top to bottom, sighing and shaking his head. He thinks I'm pitiful. I can see it all over his face. "Look, there's no need to moor around, okay? He'll be back soon and all will go back to normal.""Leave me alone. I'm going to sleep,"He has no idea what it feels like. My heart is on fire, shattering into

XAVIERI hauled the decapitated body of a rogue, tossing it into the landfill. Snow piled fast on the bodies, soon they'd be buried underneath. How many was that now? I lost count. These Alaskan rogues are on something. Oddly similar to the rut drug that ravaged the New York wolves not long ago. But this is a new ball game entirely. Madness. That's the best way to describe it. They must be on something. A new kind of drug that's only targeting wolves? Rogues don't go about killing people and looking for trouble. I stared into the landfill at the bodies piled up against each other, missing limbs and some heads. The stench clogged my nostrils, acrid and vile. Rubbing my temples, I sighed. I'm truly getting too old for this. "Alpha Creighton," Celine walked up to my side, her eyes focused in the distance. She hugged herself, breath frosting, snowflakes clinging to her hair and clothes. "I have the lab results you requested.""What is it?""You were right. It's a new kind of drug.

RUNEIt’s been four days and I know two things for sure. One, I love Marcella. Two, I am losing my mind.I haven’t told Marcella anything, but she knew. She read me and knew I was feeling like absolute shit. Every lunch break she showed up at the office and we’d eat together, sometimes go out of there was time. And after work, she’d drag me out. A club, a team dinner with some of her scientist friends, or just a lazy stroll down the block. I love her. Despite her craziness. She did make it up to Lily, and now Lily absolutely adores her. The chew toy Marcella got quickly became her favorite. I guess that makes her forgiven. In addition to realizing the overwhelming amount of love I have for my best friend, I also realized how much I missed Xavier. To the point where I wanted to cry each time I remembered him. Communication between us was strained. The only information I’d been able to squeeze out of Dylan were a blow to the gut. The time zone difference in addition to the lack of

RUNE I missed him so much. To the point I’ve become a pervert. “So…I made a new friend at work. We went to—" I shifted, my thighs pressing together at the right angle, brushing my clothed clit. A moan slipped out of me, my breath catching in my throat.“Rune. What are you thinking about?”“N-nothing! Nothing at all!”“Really?” His voice dropped low. He groaned, the kind that came from exhaustion by sounded downright sexy it should be illegal. “Don’t lie to me, baby.”I bit my lip, my eyes scanning my room in a second. What’s there to be ashamed of? In all alone. I finally get to hear my boyfriend’s voice. And my core is soaked thanks to that. “I’m thinking about you,” I whispered. “Right now…in the shower,”“What exactly are you thinking about? Tell me, everything,”My throat dried up and no amount of swallowing could moisten it. I closed my eyes, conjuring up the perfect image of him in the shower. “I’m thinking about you, naked and…and I want your hands on me, I miss having you t