Jake Webber And Tara Novels & Stories

I felt an unfamiliar sensation gnaw at my heart. He didn’t answer my question, instead he placed the laptop on my office-desk and turned it on. After clicking on a few buttons, a live cam footage of Tara Jenkins appeared on the screen. I glared at Matteo then looked back at the screen, A frown formed on my face and my inner wolf stirred. Tara was in the living room, wrapped around tightly in a pink fluffy blanket, the girl was crying her heart out. There was something about her cries that made my wolf restless. I couldn’t understand why her cries bothered my wolf. She looked so fragile and broken, what the hell happened to her? She was fine when i saw her yesterday and she was oddly happy. I

Zack's mom asked, "'Tara Is my name, and I'm Zack's friend from Johannesburg" 'Tara said, "Is he around, can I talk to him?" she asked, "he doesn't live with me, but he will come around by the weekend," Zack's mom said, "Can I have his cellphone number?" 'Tara asked, "You can't call him because he's with his fiancee, and I don't want a crisis In my son's life," Zack's mom said,

I inhaled audibly, taking a minute to scan my surroundings. I was standing under the shake of a magnanimous tree very close to the outdoor training field. Warriors, sprinters, and other athletes were training in various sections of the field and Jake was shouting out commands to every one of them. “Tara, you can do better. We don’t want you to be defeated by warrior Lia in the finals.” Jake shouted while Tara struggled to get back on her feet after being knocked off her feet by her training partner. To my utmost surprise, Tara replied, oblivious to my presence on the field, “You mean Aurelia, right, Gamma Jake? You can tell us the truth. Everyone in the pack already knows she is back.”

he breathed. “He pretended to be someone else,” Tara continued, tears streaming down her face. “He created this whole fake persona online. Jake. He called himself Jake. And I fell for it. I fell for all of it. I trusted him completely, opened up to him about everything, and the whole time he was lying to me.” My chest felt like it was being crushed. “Tara, please, I can explain…” “Explain what?” Jasper interrupted, his voice raw with emotion. “Explain how you lied to her? Explain how you lied to me? Explain how you created this elaborate deception and watched me fall for the same girl while you were secretly involved with her?”

THE VOW ~TARA’S POV~ I fall on my knees, clutching my chest. My vision spins, but the truth’s clarity burns through my hazy mind. I wasn’t the maid… I shouldn’t be either. I’m Tara Jackson… Alexander’s wife. Emotions overwhelm me as I pull my knees close to my chest, hugging them as I sob. I was betrayed… and punished for a reason I didn’t know. One thing for sure, I don’t deserve this.

I said wanting to change the subject "Nothing much, Dad is fine he's been worried about you though and school has been boring without you" Jace said "Is that all, come on there must be more juicy story, how's Tara, is she still sassy" I asked "Nope infact she and Jasper are dating now" Jace jibed "Really " I was surprised I didn't expect that "Yeah, they're in a serious relationship according to them" Stace sided "Well that unexpected, I wish them luck in their courtship " I said

I turn to Jace and take a seat beside Jacob. “nope! I’m not going anywhere babe! My driver is coming to bring me clothes and some other things that I may need.” Jace said. “And tomorrow our friends are coming and they wants to see us both.” He added then. “Okay! Perhaps I’ll have to call K or Lexi ‘bout that.” “Mom is fifteen minutes’ done now?” Tara asks as she snuggle closer to her dad. “Not yet sweetie but if you want we can go so you can take a bath.”

We had been through too much together. Tara seemed disturbed when I mentioned Kade in the past. She would wear a startled expression paired with a nervous scent or exhibit symptoms of rising blood pressure. I believed Tara was concerned about her daughter meeting another stranger. I was wrong, but my mind was still searching for an excuse for her intense reaction. Maybe my friend appeared similar to someone she knew many years ago. Maybe Kade wore the same face of the man that had sullied her and abandoned their child, leaving her destitute and depressed.

I was New York’s top lawyer. I didn’t lose cases. But the truth no one knew was that I had lost myself many times along the way. I asked him, “What about you? You seem off today.” His smile faded. “My family is fine… except for my daughter Tara.” “She went through something. Something that scarred her. She started fearing men. She has been in therapy for six years.” “It’s okay. You don’t have to tell me now.” He looked up, grateful. Later, he invited me to his home for dinner.

He screws up his face sarcastically as he waves his hand dismissively in the air. “True enough.” I respond shortly knowing he was intending to delve further into the details of our sudden relationship. “Don’t look like that I’m not saying I’ll be standing up during the wedding when the priest asks who disagrees, or any shit like that. I’m just saying that Tara has been through a lot, relationship wise.” “I’m well aware of that as you heard.” “Yeah, but Keith is just one of the ones who made it far enough to be do any real damage. Tara isn’t like other women she use to believe in that fairytale shit and Keith did damage to her heart.”