She Let Herself Go Novels & Stories

Technically, the bar wasn’t even open in the middle of the afternoon, but since she owned the place, it didn’t really matter. "I’m not getting married anymore." I poured myself a full glass and downed it in one go. The burn of alcohol seared down my throat, and for a moment, my mind wavered. "Whoa, look at you. Such a rebel." Rebel? What did that even mean? "I saw his old chat logs with his friends." I stared at the ice cubes in my glass. The bar’s lights weren’t fully on yet, just the soft glow from the counter reflecting off the amber liquid, rippling like melted gold.

She had even checked in the Alpha's place to see if she could find him there but nobody knew where he had gone, not even the Luna. Angrily, she went to her bag and picked out a skimpy black gown, did her makeup goth style, grabbed her small bag, and went out. Since she didn’t have anyone to unleash her anger on, she decided to go partying. It had always helped her relieve stress. The loud music, the strong drinks, and the strong mix of sex and sweat had a way of unclogging her anger. Devin never liked her partying but at that moment, she didn't care. He could do whatever she wanted to do, drink as much as she wanted to, and even get laid.

she reminds us “ which is riskier than that one” “ she's not going to be by herself, so I think we should be fine” I try to reassure him. “ Wait, you can't go” Before I could ask why “You going to intimidate them or get them scared they wouldn't talk to me and we don't want that” “ You can't possibly think that I'm going to let you go by yourself, do you?” I say to her. Getting off her seat she goes “ Did you say let me? let me. Boy please” She started laughing “Listen im not someone you can control and I don't walk on anybody's tune but my own “She let me know.

“Don’t resist. Just let go. Let it take you where you need to go.” Her words wrap around me, pulling me back from the edge of panic. She sounds so sure, so certain, like she knows exactly what’s happening and that I’ll be okay if I just listen. I force myself to breathe, to focus on her voice, even though everything in me is screaming to fight. “Trust me,” she whispers, her voice fading again, but I hold on to it. So I let go. I stop pushing back and just… let it pull me. Whatever’s out there, whatever this endless thing is, I’m moving toward it now.

She stands and pulls Chris up with a lot of effort and help from him. "Let's dance." Chris rolls his eyes but smiles. She always does this when he is around. Emily holds both of his hands in hers and begins to move around as she sings along. Chris joins in the first chorus. "Let it go. Let it go. Can't hold it back anymore. Let it go. Let it go. Turn away and slam that door. I don't care what they're going to say, let the storm rage on. The cold never bothered me anyway."

Everything felt the same as it always had, but she didn’t. There was no triumph in her chest. No sweeping moment of clarity. Just this: she had let go. And that was enough.

Every few seconds, I look up — just to make sure she’s still breathing evenly, still here. When she catches me watching, she raises a brow. “Do you ever relax?” “Define relax.” She smiles faintly. “Not planning, not checking, not controlling.” I lean back. “Sounds impossible.” She shakes her head. “It’s not. You just… let go for a second.” I look at her, the big curve of her belly, the tired grace in her eyes, the way she’s holding herself together after everything. Let go? That’s exactly what I’m afraid of.

Brandon dances around in the back seat and swings his body and arms wildly in an attempt to dance. The snow glows white on the mountain tonight Not a footprint to be seen A kingdom of isolation And it looks like I'm the queen The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside couldn’t keep it in, heaven knows I've tried Don't let them in, don't let them see Be the good girl you always have to be Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know Well, now they know Let it go, let it go Can't hold it back anymore Let it go, let it go

"Let go." Every ounce of control I was starting to think I may have snapped with that one command. It was clearly a command. She didn't even try to disguise it. My hips bucked up, chasing the end, chasing the only thing stronger than the fire ripping through me. She didn't stop. She dragged me further, pulled me under, kept pushing until my body locked up completely. I groaned, losing myself in her hands. Every muscle seized. The intense surge and then instant relief hit so hard it wiped out everything else.

"But I think... I think I’m slowly getting there." He raised an eyebrow and took a step closer, his blue eyes filled with concern. "Getting where, Karina?" "To a place where I can finally let go," I said, the words feeling strange in my mouth. Letting go of what, exactly? Of Ethan? Of the life I thought I wanted? Of the girl I used to be? I wasn’t sure. But I knew that this feeling—this sense of freedom—wasn’t just a temporary thing. It was the beginning of something. Something new.