The weekend is over, and it’s time to go back to my daily writing and work. I have the interview tonight. To say I am nervous is an understatement. I don’t remember ever being at this level of nervousness. Maybe it is because this is the first change I am making without my twin. I am not sure, but it is time to head off to school. When I walk into my office, Dr. Wells is there. "Good morning Dr. Wells. Would you like me to get you some coffee?""Why are you here so late?""I am not supposed to be here until eight. It's eight right now." Great, he is in a mood today."Yes, get me a coffee. Make it right this time." I give a quick nod and head down the hall. He usually isn't here in the mornings. I made my schedule this semester to be here when he isn't. Dr. Wells's office is connected to mine. Students walk through my office to get to his. My job is to greet students and assist with anything he needs."Here is your coffee, one packet of sugar, one packet of artificial sugar, and a splas
OwenI am working on the payroll when a knock on my office door gets my attention. "Come in." The door opens, and it is like time stops."Mate, that's her. She's here. Run to her, touch her, sniff her, we need her." I can hear the urgency in my wolf’s voice. “Get up and go to her. I need her to be mine! Move human! That's our mate. Push her onto the desk so we can mark her.” He sounds excited. We both have wanted to meet our mate for a long time, and now she's here."Calm down. She’s human; we will freak her out if we pounce on her. Plus, you heard Rachel; she's had a hard life. It might be best if we stay out of the drama. I think we have been through enough.""No! The moon goddess mated her to us. Her body, her mind, and her soul, all designed for us. Maybe she had to go through that life so she could be ready for us." I watch her. As she walks towards me, and I push myself closer to my desk. It will not make a good impression if she sees how turned on I am by looking at her."Hi, I
It is finally Friday, and I am excited. When I told Rachel what Owen said, she was shocked. "He has never personally trained anyone. Typically, he requires experience.""Maybe he felt sorry for me?” I give a little shrug. “I have no idea. But he is paying me two thousand dollars for a weekend.""Are you nervous?" "Yes, very, but I am also really excited.""Just don't get attached. To my knowledge, Owen has never had a girlfriend. I think it has something to do with his dad being gone.”“What happened to him?”“His dad died before he was born, and his mom had to leave her home.""Why was she forced to leave her home?""It's a long story, but she lived with his family. After his death, they forced her to leave. I know they had to move around a lot, and it never was easy for them.""Wow. That's awful. Maybe that is why Owen agreed to do this. He and I have some similarities when it comes to family. Maybe he is helping himself by helping me."She rolls her eyes. "Okay, Dr. Mel."I scoff.
Owen asks, "Have you eaten dinner?" "No, I was too nervous to eat. The last thing I wanted to do was eat then get sick in front of you." Ugh, what is wrong with me? Why did I say that? "Do you think you could eat now?""That depends. Are you hungry too?" He gives me a nod and smiles. "Then, yes, I could eat.""What time is it?" He glances at the clock. "Ten, there is this amazing Italian place down the road. Do you like Italian food?" I give him a nod. "Great, grab your shirt and shoes, and wellhead out."When we are both ready, he takes my hand. The second our skin touches, I want more. Tingles shoot from my hand to the rest of my body. "Drive or walk?""What?" I am so focused on the tingling sensation I can barely hear what he says."We can drive if you don't want to walk. It will be about a ten-minute drive or a fifteen-minute walk.""It's a nice night, let's walk." I don't want to tell him that I want to walk so we can keep holding hands. We walk in comfortable silence. He holds
OwenIt's a quarter until six. Mel will be here soon. I feel anxious, pacing back and forth in my office. I try and calm my nerves.‘Relax, she is made for us. She needs us just as much as we need her.’ My wolf seems calm."Yeah, I know. It's just I don't want to frighten Mel, but I want to take care of her."‘She's here. I smell her.’"Why is she just standing in front of the door?" I go to my desk and pull out some papers, trying to look busy. Still, she doesn't seem to move.‘Go to the door.’I debate on if I should answer or not. After about a minute, I rush to the door. Once I have a chance to catch my breath, I open the door. She is standing there looking like she is just about to knock."Please come in.”I sit on a chair across from the couch. I can't keep my eyes off, Melony. She is wearing an oversize grey graphic t-shirt, black leggings, and pink sneakers—her hair in a bun, and she has a little make-up on her eyes.‘Our mate is so naturally beautiful.’She truly is beautiful.
I am just about asleep when the door slowly opens. I am not sure how, but I know it’s Owen. He is calm and seems concerned."Mel, are you okay?"I sit up in bed quickly and look at him. The room is so dark I can't see his face, but I can make out his silhouette.How do I answer that? No, I am not okay, but I don't understand why I'm not okay. I am trying to protect myself and keep my personal feelings to the side, but every time I'm near you, my heart skips a beat. No, I can't say that. Maybe telling him the truth is the best course of action, you know what they say, ‘honesty is the best policy.’"Owen. I should apologize to you. I didn't mean to be rude. It's just that I know you don't date. When we were at dinner, it felt like a date. That scared me. I don't want to get to know someone only to have them walk out of my life in three months.""I don't plan on leaving in three months. I need you to trust me, Mel. We build trust by answering and asking questions.""You gave me the shorte
I wake up feeling incredibly hot. I slowly open my eyes to see Owen. He is holding me to his body like a child does a lovey. Prying myself from his grasp, I slip out of bed. After drinking a bottle of water right before bed, I must use the bathroom. I grab his shirt off the floor and make my way down the hall. When I finish, I know there is no going back to sleep. Maybe I should make Owen breakfast. What does he like for breakfast? I open the fridge and, to my surprise, find it fully stocked. I grab eggs, bacon, and milk. Then I open the pantry and pull out sugar, flour, and vanilla extract. I find bowls, pans, and utensils before getting to work.I start to think of Sam while I am mixing the ingredients to make pancakes. She and I would wake up on Saturday morning and cook breakfast. French toast was her favorite, while mine is chocolate chip waffles. Our mom would still be out with some random guy. She usually left Friday night, and we saw her sometime on Sunday or early Monday.I a
Snow crunched under my feet as I ran. I could hear the creature behind me, and it was gaining. I needed a plan. Maybe climb a tree? Find a weapon? Something and fast. All of a sudden, it was in front of me—a giant dark brown wolf. I screamed; its red eyes met my grey as it licked its lips."You don't want to eat me. I promise I don't taste good. I might smell sweet, but that's just perfume." It took a step closer to me. I took a step back; when I did, it growled. I took another step back. It snarled at me and leaped forward; I closed my eyes and braced for the impact.