Where You Belong Novels & Stories

Alora Well, this is fifty seven shades of fucked the hell up. I am standing back here at the back of the room, behind the podium where Killian is currently addressing his wolves. He's explaining that I'm his mate, and we have claimed each other. I almost choke on that, but I manage to hold it in.

A touch of where I came from, a touch of where I belonged. It wasn't here. I could feel it with everything in me.

“It’s good to be back where I belong.” The room falls into stunned silence and my blood runs cold.

“You say sorry all the time. You try so hard to prove you belong here. Like you have to earn it. But Freya, you already belong.” The tears came again. “Because I don’t! I never have! I’m not like everyone else...” “Nobody is exactly like everyone else,” he said. “That’s the point. I was a rogue since I was eight. Twelve years living on my own, never belonging anywhere. You know what I learned?” “What?” “Belonging isn’t about being the same. It’s about people accepting you, even the weird, different parts.” He looked at me. “And this pack accepts you. They love you. The only person who doesn’t believe you belong here… is you.”

I am no one's property. The End♡

He was the one who helped me, he taught me how to play the instrument and he made me one of the popular boys. I didn’t start singing or being popular when I went to the States, I was more like an isolated rat there just as I had been here 15 years ago. I became popular after meeting Hinn Carlos, until I became the best, more popular than he is. Hinn was not jealous he was cool with it, but I ruined everything just like I am about to do now. I opened my eyes and looked back when I heard our group being called. I had promised Hinn Carlos after ruining his show in the past that I wouldn’t do that again, this time I was about to repeat it. Was I an asshole?

"How can I tell you who I am to you and who you are to me sera... I love you but you don't belong to me anymore..." He wiped his blood stained face. "I just hope you remember everything and come back to me my love... I know you love me, just come back please..."

“That’s a little terrifying.” “Why?” “Because…” I hesitated before finally admitting quietly, “I’m not used to belonging anywhere.” The confession sat between us in the warm night air. When Brandon spoke again, his voice was softer than before. “You belong wherever you want to.” My throat tightened immediately. I didn’t know what to say to that. Didn’t know how to explain that no one had ever spoken to me like belonging was something I deserved instead of something I had to earn. The silence stretched gently between us until eventually Brandon glanced toward the reception hall behind us.

The sound of a wolf who's lost everything that mattered and only now realizes what he had. It's the mournful cry of a lone wolf. Abandoned by his own choices. I don't look back. Don't slow down. The sound fades as we walk toward our home. Our life. Our future. Tonight's moonlight is beautiful. Clear. Perfect. And I'm finally, truly free.

And I know, with all that I’ve seen and all that I carry, that storms may rage again, darkness may rise once more. But we will not run. We will not hide. Because we belong here. Together. Bound.