All Chapters of Breath Without Me: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Jason's POVAs soon as the elder leaves the room, the tension leaves Keith's body. He lets out a large, heavy breath, then reaches down and gently pulls my shaking body into his arms. I stare at the closed door from my brother's arms, my mind spinning as confusion and relief swirl in my chest. I don't understand my feelings. I don't understand why I'm sad. Why did it hurt when he walked away? That is what I wanted; the Elder to leave… Then why did it hurt so much to watch him walk away?I pull my eyes away from the door and bury my face in Keith's neck. I squeeze my eyes closed, willing the aching pain in my chest to go away. I breathe in through my nose, allowing my brother's familiar scent to calm me. It calms me some, but it does nothing to ease the ache in my chest. “Why did she do this to me?” I whisper brokenly into his neck, my voice trembling as a fresh wave of tears falls. “Why would she mate me with someone so cold and heartless? I hate them. I hate every last one of the E

Third Person's POV It's a warm, comfortable evening. Most of the fluffy white clouds Jason saw this evening have cleared, giving way to a beautiful show as an explosion of red, orange, and yellow paints the sky where the sun is sinking below the trees.Music plays over the speakers, and flames flicker from the propane fire pit on the deck and the citronella candles on each table. One little Omega seems to have trouble regulating his body temperature. One minute he's perfectly fine, and the next he's tugging at his shirt, prying it from his sticky chest, and wishing the weather would make up its mind if it was going to be warm or cool. The darn weather changes so fast that it is giving him whiplash and frustrating his wolf.Tristan climbs out of his Alpha's needy arms once again, swatting his hands away when they reach to drag him back into his lap.Jason snorts, giggling and shaking his head at Walker's unusual neediness and Tristan's frustration. The Omega drops down into the double

Jason's POVMy tears slowly stop falling, and my cries turn into a little hiccups, before fading altogether.I remain as I am, straddling his lap, the weight of my body leaning against his, the side of my face resting against his chest. For the first time, I don't feel panicked or have the urge to run away from him. For the first time, he doesn't seem scary and suffocating. His embrace isn't cold like I thought it'd be; it's warm and comforting. His touch is gentle and affectionate, unlike his words and command fourteen years ago. Everything about the Elder seems different than fourteen years ago.I close my eyes, turn my face, and press my nose into his shirt, breathing in his scent. His intoxicating scent fills my nose, and I sigh as I loosen my grip on his shirt, allowing my open hand to rest against his chest. My eyes snap open when I feel just how muscular Armand's chest is. His tall, lean frame is deceiving. I know he's an Alpha, but I had no idea he had muscles like this beneath

I promise we will get back to Tristan and Walker soon. I won't spend much more time on Jason and Keith in this book because I know it pulls away from the main characters, and their story needs its own book. But beginning their story in this book was essential to getting their book going. This part of the story is important because it sets up the next book. Book II is Keith, Alex, Derek, and Jason's book. But unlike this book, which was already written before I began posting it here, book II is not complete. I only have 26 chapters of that book written, whereas I have all 110 chapters of this book written. You didn't get this whole book at once because I am heavily editing/rewriting each chapter before posting, so I don't have to come back and rewrite it again, as I still need to do for all my previous books. I may need to do some light editing to this book if I ever want to print it, but nothing like I am currently doing. I won't post book II until I have more of the book written. I

Tristan's POV Derek and I rush into the packhouse and follow Walker's voice, which leads us into a small conference room to the right. I slide to a stop inside the room the moment my eyes land on Walker and Alex. To say I'm shocked is an understatement. Walker looks like he wants to kill Alex. I've never seen him this angry with a pack member, especially not one he considers family. Walker's anger is palpable. I can feel it rolling off of him in waves, vibrating through the room along with his continuous growl. His aura is so strong, dominant, thick and heavy, and it's the first time I've felt it affect me in a long time. I whimper as I'm forced to bare my neck.I feel Derek's hand press against my back between my shoulder blades, and gently move me forward, closer to Walker, closer to the weight of his aura. My heart races. The closer he moves me to Walker, the more the room feels void of air, making it hard to breathe. I can barely feel my legs, or barely register the fact that Der