If Only He Had Been With Me Summary Novels & Stories

"Can I tell you about my Tani?" I pause, unsure of what to say. Had I not crossed paths with Marek through the Inn, had I not mentioned to him about my Tani in the bar, I wouldn't be here right now. I would have never have met him... It's not often that I mourn the life I once could have had. Part of me is grateful to have been enlightened, for the Beast to be dead...But I could have done without the betrayal. Now, I'm looking into the eyes of what I could have been -

I’m not sure why he would mark me if he had a mate, but it’s worth a try. “If only things were that easy,” Thought tells me. If only. If only he had a mate, that would make everything easier. Maybe he wouldn’t be the way he is if he did have one. Maybe a mate would change him completely…They would be able to reason with them. “Why do you want to help me so badly?” I ask him as he relaxes into the couch. “You don’t even know me.”

“Well, he left you here.” “Obviously, don’t you see it’s three of us and the car only has space for two? I told him to go ahead and I would meet him up later,” Cindy said. “Let me go with you,” Abigail said. ... Chapter edited. Love the additions and sorry again for making you all read over. I apologize. I promise to make up to you all. Thanks for the support and continue to support with your votes and thumbs up. Love you all.

These plans were the best. I can remember that day when we met by chance. Those days when I hated him for his behaviour. When everyone told me that he was my mate. I really thought that they were joking. Why would I accept someone this loose? That is what I had thought. But now I am glad I didn't give up on him and he didn't give up on me. I started gaining everything after getting together with him.

Even before tonight. Even before the mark. I had already seen it. Never smiling... but always fair. Never too close... but always there. Careful with me. Patient. Present. The word settled quietly in my mind. Present. That was what set him apart. That was what made me come back. What made me stay. I didn’t want to admit it until now, but I had grown attached to him. Even if I hadn’t been fully present back then. I chose him over death.

And somehow. I was the key. "You belong to me now," he said. His grip tightened. My knees nearly buckled. If he took me, I would never come back. Not whole. Not alive. Maybe not even human. Tears burned behind my eyes. I thought of my father. The only person who had ever truly believed in me. I thought of the Academy. Of the friends I had finally begun to make. Of the life I was only just starting to build. And then I thought of him.

I pulled him away from the fray, ignoring the blood and gore that stained my dress and the tiled floor. He hadn't even gotten to see Mom after she had been rescued. The thought filled me with a fresh wave of grief and dragged me further down into the pit of sadness. Pressing my head against Roman's, I sobbed uncontrollably. I felt so useless, and. so alone. Roman was the one person that knew me on a very deep level—a height of companionship I would never be able to find elsewhere in the world. With him gone, how was I ever going survive? I didn't want to imagine going home and not seeing him there with his sarcastic smile and sharp tongue.

“I literally chased you the whole time. Even now, it feels like I’m forcing you to be by my side and any day now you will walk away.” “What the hell...” I paused, taking a step back. “I chose to be with you even when it could have gotten me killed, still could get me killed. I have a fucking timer in my head and would’ve saved myself time and gotten the Rosetta if I had just stuck to the bloody plan!” “So you regret being with me?” His brows knotted, eyes hurt, and I cursed, turning my back to him. We were doing it again. We were fucking doing this again.

My everything and beyond. He was right. There was no life without us together.

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.