Torn Between The Two Play Novels & Stories

“It started to bleed again and I got worried, I didn’t speak with Aiden he would still be asleep but I will tell him in the morning I promise” I frowned at him then looked back to Kiara, “So what’s the diagnosis doc?” I let a small chuckle escape my lips before snapping them shut again. She had a look of concern across her face. “Ok, what’s wrong?” “I think they put in stiches of some sort when you were in hospital previously, but it appears as though you have torn them open again somehow. We will need to take you back down to our hospital and redo it. That is not something you want me to do without some sort of atheistic”

He had no doubt that his son would do what he had threatened to. He wasn't sure if to feel proud or a little scared. The girl didn't stand a chance with what happened. The ritual had drained her terribly, news came to him that she was hanging in the in-between, not exactly the type that Cassian had been in but worse. Now he wasn't sure what to do again. He needed to eliminate as many players as he could, replace them with his and restart this game. There had only been one major mistake - keeping Lucian alive. Maybe if he fixed that everything else would fall into place.

The files blurred in front of me as conflicting emotions warred inside—Dare’s icy threats, Serena’s mockery, Julian’s possessive desperation. My phone vibrated silently on the desk. A new message from the unknown number appeared. Unknown: Careful. Both of them are playing a long game. My blood ran cold. I looked up toward Dare’s closed office door, where low voices murmured behind it. Then back at my phone, the message burning in my palm like evidence of a war I’d just stepped into the middle of. Dare wanted revenge. Julian wanted control. And I was caught between two Blackthorne men who would burn everything down to win.

"I only know that I am tired of being torn in two." Kael turned. The moonlight caught his face, and for a moment, he looked young. Not like a king. Like a boy who had made a terrible mistake and could not find the way back. "Then stop being torn," he said. "Choose. Him or me. But do not keep standing between us while we destroy each other trying to reach you." The words hit harder than she expected. Because he was right. She had been standing between them. Letting them fight. Letting them claim. Never once making a choice of her own. "Maybe I do not want either of you," she whispered.

Callista’s POV Moonlight spilled across the fancy balcony of the alpha’s house, turning my long dress into something sparkly. I paced back and forth, pondering the decisions to make, my heart pounding gently against my ribs. Torn between two alphas. I have to choose between the two, and at the same time I have to think about the fate of the Midnight Mirage pack, my father’s pack, which I have upheld for the past few years.

The tension between the two men was palpable as I stood frozen in the middle, feeling torn and unsure of what to do next. "Who are you to stop me from taking her?" Levi growled, his grip tightening on my hand. "She is mine now," Andrew responded, his voice filled with determination. "My woman is my responsibility." Levi's jaw clenched as he stared Andrew down, a silent battle of wills unfolding before me. I felt torn between two conflicting choices, unsure of what to do next. No one of them seems to be right for me. I stared at Levi, who cheated me with my best friend, and then at Andrew, who claimed ownership over me like a possession. I knew I had to decide, but the burden felt suffocating

Her cheeks blush, and she drops her gaze for a moment. “I don’t want to hurt you,” she whispers. “I’m okay with taking the risk, Tatum.” I assure her, and she frowns. “What if there is no difference?” She asks. “Where will that leave us?” “Exactly where we are now. With you upset over it, and me with blue balls.” I try to hide my smile but find it impossible as she laughs.

She raises a brow. "Leee, I'm so torn," I whined, my voice filled with a mix of confusion and concern. "I just can't deal with all this, why can't they get along, I love them both, why won't they don't just go along with it." I nagged. "It worries me, how they can truly accept the idea of multiple mates. I fear it may create discord and tear the pack apart." I sulked. I've been a worrywart, and get all nervous every time I do something new, and this is on another level.

Who says you can't love two people at the same time? She shook her head in an attempt to silence her own thoughts. So many aspects of her world were split in two. It seemed like she was destined to always be caught between one thing and another. Vampire and werewolf. The human world and the supernatural realm beneath its surface. Darian and Victor. No.