Wrong Target Novels & Stories

I'm losing concentration. I try to remind myself why I can't want Chase or even think about him. He's not my kind of man. If I want to give a relationship a second chance it should be with someone like Anderson. He's older, hard working, good looking, sweet. He's everything every woman would want. But every passing day I just can't help myself but think about Chase. How I wished I could have him again. I want Chase to be mine and only mine. And staring at his date as he gives her the gentlest smile, I just wished I was the one. I shake my head at how fucked up I've become because of a man I can't have. I remind myself for the gazillionth time Chase is a man I can't have. It's time to let him

Only one path left. Through.

Needed to be used. I did not know how dangerous that need would become.

Luke interuppts. I shot him a dirty look. " So, it wasn't your mate, jeez, just asking, " Luke said backing off. Luke was obsessed with finding his mate and projected that onto me. He had been rejected from his 'mate' and that really fucked him mentally. " Anyways, " I paused, " While I was patroling this morning I found a werewolf badly injured, " " Is she a dominant? " Luke question tilting his head. " Erm-No, well, I don't think so, " I explained.

"Honestly, I don't know. I felt fulfilled for standing my ground and talking back to that woman but then, I don't know if I did the right thing. I mean, It is Alex's mom for goodness sake. Now, I don't even know where we stand. I mean, it's quite obvious he's not coming back to me. He hasn't even called it to text me since the incident. I feel so stupid." "You did the right thing girl by standing up for yourself. And I'm proud of you. To be honest, I've heard the whole thing before you got back. Surprisingly, Daniel was there too. Alex was wrong for not standing up for you so you did well by putting that devil in her place. I know you needed time alone, that was why I left you to yourself ti

I shouldn't be here. Silverclaw territory was dangerous for someone like me. A rogue. A powerless, wolfless girl who had no place in a world ruled by Alphas and warriors. But I needed the moonroot. Without it, Marta’s fever would only get worse. She was the only friend I had. I wouldn’t let her die.

I close the page, return back there again and retry, end up on nothing again. I spin it fifteen more times with no luck. It is either rigged or I just have no luck. Sighing, I drop the phone, hoping both of them are safe.

I wish to make them both wished they were dead than to be alive and suffer my torment. I noticed I was becoming too bitter, angry and resentful. I've never wished my enemies misfortune before, neither have I laughed at someone else's misfortune because I've been there, I knew what I'd feel like, but right now all I deeply wished for was to see them both burn to the ground. I wanted so bad to snap their necks whenever I remembered or took a glance at them, I wanted to end their lives at any cost. It was this rage that made me loose guard and refused to focus on the important things in front of me.