This Is Why We Can't Novels & Stories

"We couldn't be together before, and we still can't now. I made a mistake by trying to win her over, and I almost lost a lot of my men in the process, including you. And I won't keep making that mess. So I am reiterating to you that Ari and I can never happen." "Why would that be? When it is obvious that you both would like to be together, why can't you then?" Why do they have to keep asking me the very same questions about all of this? And each and every time again, I've made it my goal to present a detailed justification of my reasons. But each time they also do not appear to be able to grasp my point.

"None of us signed up for it, Teddy. But it's what we got. And we're stuck with it." I slammed the bottle down on the table. "But why does it have to be like this? Why can't we just... I don't know, why can't we just be normal? Why does everything have to be so fucked up?" He didn't answer right away. He took a long drink, then looked at me. "Because we're not normal. We never were. And we never will be." That was the ultimate truth of the matter. We weren't normal. We weren't like the other wolves. We were tied to something bigger, something we couldn't control. And I hated it.

"You want me to move give me the answer I'm waiting for. What's wrong with you Killian." He steps away from me and starts pacing up and down the road but then he stops and steps up to me. "You are so infuriating why can't you just leave things be. You want to know what's wrong? Why I didn't shift? And why my healing is so slow?" I nod my head at him but I'm almost regretting asking because I'm getting a sense of foreboding like whatever he's about to say is really bad. "It's because I can't Lena that's what you wanted to hear right I can't shift anymore. I'm the strongest flip shifter in a century and also an alpha but I can't fucking shift."

“And yet… somehow, we’re still breathing.” “For how long?” Her voice cracked. “I’ve thought about it and I keep thinking about it. Shouldn’t we… try again?” I paused, trying not to twist her meaning. “We can’t get bonded,” I reply flatly. “What?” Her voice broke. “Why not? I thought we were mates. Does this mean I’m not… does this mean we’re not meant to be?” I almost smiled, because even in her panic, she had given me the truth I wanted. She wanted to be tied to me.

Why Can't You Love Me Lewis looked at her and asked, "Why him, Chica? Why can't you love me?" He really wanted to know why she could not bring herself to love him. "No particular reason.” Crista put one hand on his chest and the other hand on the sofa, feeling uncomfortable. There was no reason to explain why she couldn't love Lewis back. After all, love was decided by the heart and not the mind, which had the ability to reason.

I still have too much curiosity for my own good. Kohl looks at me for a few extended moments before saying, "So... it's true that you cannot feel good emotion? That you cannot love?" He then gives a headshake. We cannot feel emotional pain, and that is all related to our inability to love. You are correct that we are incapable of feeling love; the idea is alien to us, which is why we are unable to mate and why we are capable of such ruthlessness. I have never felt love, either toward my parents or any other girl, and I never will. It is what makes us such excellent rulers.

𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙, 𝙨𝙤 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙪𝙥𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚. 𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎� �� 𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 why😑😑.

“I can’t.” “Why not?” I was too scared to utter the words into the phone. “Why not?” She repeated. I paused. “She’s… she’s….” “Spit it out!” Jennivah said, the dreary dregs of sleep softening her demand as she yawned. I still couldn’t say it. Not out loud. “Deidre?” “We can’t give her an MRI.” A pause. “Oh Goddess. She can’t… “She is.”

Not because we had power. Not because we had plans. But because we were relentless. Because we were angry. Because they didn’t scare us anymore.

she paused for a breath. Max smiled within himself, glad to have finally heard her admit something he knew a long time ago, but he was nervous because there is no way this statement would end nicely for him, there is always a but, and that came soon enough. “However Max,” Anna continued, “There are so many other reasons why we cannot be together and it is not about you, it is me, the problem is me, Max. There are things you don’t know that make it impossible for me to accept you, that is why I am begging you to forget about me, it is not going to be easy but…”