One month Later…It took me what felt like a thousand years but, I finally made it to Portland Oregon. I do not know how I was able to deceive so many of these humans. I faked High School transcripts, I faked the origin details of my drivers license, and I faked the date of my birth to be a year older. It is also amazing what money will do. I sold the car and expensive clothes in Los Angeles. I got more than enough from a stupid human influencer who thought the clothes would make her look like a celebrity. I paid my whole college tuition with the money. The rest was a piece of cake. I have always secretly been a pro at computer graphics and imaging. They bought everything really easy. I am now a student at the University of Portland Oregon. Completely off the level that I was originally going to apply to with Damien.Damien.God, how I missed him so much. I had three months left until my birthday and I wanted to scream in terror that I would be going through the transformation possib
After class, Dakota and I walked together. We decided to eat lunch together. As we walked into the dining hall, I spotted Travis with some of his friends. A few of the devious girls were hanging around him. One was being obvious as she stroked his muscled arms and was making clear signs of desiring to mate later on. Everything I would have done myself to any Damien and every other guy I knew in my old school. As I looked at them, I saw myself. I never realized until now what a slut I was back in my pack. Seeing these girls and how they were acting towards Travis gave me a dose of reality. My father was right, I was a whore, I just never saw it. I thought back to the drinking, the parties, the threesomes, to Damien claiming me and myself pushing him away countlessly only to try and pursue a different guy. All the disrespectful flirting I did. I knew for a while Damien was mine. The night we had the threesome. Damien was right, it did become most me and him with Tyson watching because,
Damiens POVIt has been weeks since my entire world fell apart. I still could not believe that she was gone. I knew she was not dead, I would have felt it. I just could not believe that she would abandon everyone and disappear like a ghost. What was going through her mind? It hurt so much. I thought she would at least after a while make a phone call and let anyone in the pack know that she was safe and alright. I thought she would at least let me know. I had been completely wrong, and for the hundredth time, I feel so guilty for blocking her out in anger. She was reaching for me, and I mentally blocked her out because I was angry. If I had only known the peril she was going through, and listened to my wolf, things would be different. I continued during the first several days to hang by my phone, I clung to hope that Kayla would possibly call me. I yearned for her, my wolf was ravenous, and continued to trying to call for her. My wolf is furious with me. He blames me for her elopement.
New BeginningsI cannot believe that I have been here three months. My birthday is drawing near soon, I am scared but excited at the same time. During this time, I feel like I have drawn a lot closer to Travis. I have never broached the subject about his pack. I never voiced to him my fears when he would ask me what is troubling me. How could I? what would I ask him or what would he even say? What direction would our relationship turn if he learned that Carter was alive and the pack he lived near. What would he think of the man he became. There is so much more to the story I am sure that none of my pack members and I know about what really happened to Carters pack. We have only heard hearsay. d made me worry constantly. Would Carter ever come back and then find me here? I know he would kill me. I can never let him find me. I pray to the goddess he never does. \I am sitting in my second hour class which I now share with Travis, Dakota, and a girl named Bitsy. She had red hair, and tur
Hello to Old Me!I stood in the room, listening for anyone to say anything. Not sure how longs I stood still, like I was frozen in time. Eventually I decided that it must be my mind playing tricks on me. Though it was odd, I thought I smelled him as well. There is no way that he could be there. I decided to ignore it. It must be guilt from my conscience. My mind knows that he laid claim to me, that I am technically an Alpha’s chosen. I continued to tell myself over and over again “he is back in the pack; he is not here.” He is going to move on, find his mate, choose someone else. Not hold on to the connection of a girl who ditched in the middle of the night and was just his High School fling. I do not have my wolf yet; I do not even know who my mate is. He does have his wolf, he will find his mate, his luna and eventually forget about me.Something deep inside of me felt like it was burning at the thought of Damien moving on with someone else. There is an echo of pain in me, and I fou
It has been a week since I reverted back to my old sense. Not fully though, I may be dressing like the old me, however, I am not going to be as reckless as I was. Will I party yes, but, if I find my mate, I am not going to toss his feelings around. That was a mistake I made with Damien, I knew he was claiming me, and I was a fool for not basking in it like any other girl would. Looking back now, why did I want to “play the field” with an Alpha that I had always loved and wanted? That is why it hurt so much to leave him in the beginning. That is why there was pain when I thought about him or thought about moving on. It is the only scenario I can think of, somewhere deep inside knew that I had always been meant for him, and it was trying to stop me from being a slut. I had Tyson but, I somehow always knew Damien was meant for me, I was just to selfish to accept it.The pain in my heart when I think of him does not diminish. I will myself to stop myself from thinking of him. As much as
The Blood Canyon Pack.It was officially the weekend. Travis invited me to visit his pack for the weekend.I was honestly petrified however; I did my best to feign myself as excited. Everyone in my pack knew the stories behind the desolation of Carter Steonhill’s pack by Alpha Luthor. Now, I was travelling to that very same pack and I would see the remnants of it. I know that was several years ago, I believe much of that happened when I was very young. Travis held my hand in the town car while talking on the phone with someone.“Yes, we’re nearly there”“Yes, Rose is with me, just like I promised.” He smiled to whoever he was talking to“No, I cannot wait for you to meet her.” He smiled at me, and I smiled back. He stroked my hand and continued holding it. I continued to look out the window as the woodland faded away. I could see a wide-open terrain of land nestled against one of the mountains. Further in the distance I began to the outline of a town. The sign “Stonehill” was etched i
We ate dinner, it was amazing. His mother was great cook, roasted lamb, mint sauce, garlic roasted mashed potatoes, carrots, and beets. I smile as I enjoy my food. I stay silent and do not mention that I absolutely hate beets. Afterwards, we had a chocolate cake, with red dessert wine. We listened to music and sat by a roaring fire. I lounged against him, enjoying his company until I heard someone walking into the room. His mother immediately changed her demeanor. I sensed fear in her, Travis also straightened up. He no longer had me lounging against him. He instructed that we all sit up properly. I asked him what the issue was, he told me his father was home, and he is not a man to cross, nor is his grandfather.“You mean Sinclair Luthor?”“You know my grandfather?” he asked me in a serious tone, there was a steel gaze in his eyes. I looked skeptical, like he was trying to understand how I knew him.“Sure, everyone knows in my old pack knows of the infamous Sinclaire Luthor, we just