If He Had Been With Me Summary Novels & Stories

“If I have to. As long as I know that you’re with me…” And for the first time since all of this began, I didn’t feel like I was standing alone in the fire. I felt like I had someone willing to walk into it with me.

I turned around unwillingly to leave without him. “He will be okay, just come with me”. She muttered, while I tried not to think much about Alpha Dorian’s words about me.

It's gonna be okay. "How?" I wailed. "We barely escaped with our lives intact." "You need to trust us, trust that we know what we're doing." He soothed me. "I'm sorry you had to go through all that. You didn't deserve it." "No, I'm sorry I even met him, to begin with in the first place. I don't even want to think what might have happened if you guys didn't come along. It was horrible, fuck!" I buried my face in my hands.

He mouthed, Thank you, and I returned the smile, but it felt like a fragile thread between us—so thin it might snap any moment. I wondered, sometimes, if things had been different. If mom hadn’t gotten sick, if I hadn’t dropped out of school, if I hadn’t stayed up late talking to random people online—would I still have met him? At another time, under another set of circumstances, would I have fallen this hard? Would the first moments of him entering my life still feel like magic? Or would I have walked past him, oblivious to the life-changing gravity he carried with him? I remembered our last conversation after I returned from Switzerland. I had heard from Jarred that Hade got engaged, that

We were connected by something deeper than I understood, and if we were going to figure this out, he needed to be involved. “Fine,” I said, my voice steady. “We’ll go together.”

But I can't bear the thought of him being gone. I stop struggling. "I'm coming with you."

I cried. I told him everything and the look on his face changed, I instantly regretted it. But he did the opposite of what I thought he would do. He pulled me close, “We will figure it out together, one day at a time, right now we need to find that key” But it wasn't here, “I do not have it anymore Mateo im sorry” He hugged me and assured me it didnt matter, but I know it does, and he won't let it go.

Something that felt suspiciously like hope of maybe I could give him what he wanted and maybe in the process of that I would find what I have been missing too. "Okay," I whispered, knowing he could hear me. "Three days. Then we figure this out. Together." Together, he agreed, and I felt his satisfaction like sunlight. I took Ezra, thanked the café staff, and headed home. Whatever came next, at least I would not be alone.

He leaned back slightly, watching me. “How did they react?” “They underestimated me,” I said. “Then they didn’t.” He smiled faintly. “That sounds right.” I moved closer to the bed. “You should rest.” “I will,” he said. “In a minute.” He reached for my hand and pulled me closer until I sat on the edge of the bed. “You didn’t have to carry this alone,” he said quietly. “I wasn’t alone,” I replied. “Luca was there.” “That’s not what I meant.” I met his gaze.

“I should go.” With that said, I sprang up and started walking away quickly. I looked over my shoulder to see if he was following me, but thankfully he was not. His expression conveyed a sense of bewilderment, as if he were adrift, grappling with the unfolding of events and attempting to make sense of it all. I was with him on the emotion. What the hell just happened?