“I need to explain my reasons. I don’t blindly do what he says… I have my own mind. Please don't be like this. I’m trying to do something to move us forward.” He too slumps down, on top of a rock not far from me, and mirrors my pose, dropping his legs over the edge as we sit facing one another across the clearing, in what seems like a huge gulf between us. All my hopes of reuniting with passion and lust dying a hefty death and depressing me all the more.
“So, explain, and let me go back to my exciting solitude and imprisonment. I’m totally missing out on the adventures of the day meeting you here.” Its sarcastic and drenched in bitterness that even shocks me, and I flinch at how nasty and cold I manage to sound, but it’s purely frustration at the predicament we find ourselves in. Realizing my hurt feelings are getting the better of me, I try to swallow it back and throw him a wary look fleetingly. I catch him out of the cor“You can't lie to your mate, Lorey. I can feel you, even if what you’re saying sounds honest. I am what you need, and you’re what I need. Fate made it so… When you strip everything else away and it’s just us, here and now, with no one else to think about.... we need each other to feel sane. To stop this eternal agony and emptiness we’re both harboring. We don’t need to pretend it’s any other way. There should never be lies between us.” We both stand in hopeless silence as he gets up to stand too, towering over me by at least a foot, yet we’re still at least three apart. He doesn't hesitate and closes the gap, pulls me to him by the waist, gently, his touch searing my skin, even through my clothes and I can’t deny that I do need him. I can’t fight it.Bringing his forehead to mine, he places us together so his breath fans my face, impulsively, I close my eyes and inhale his scent. Our connection only drives
“After today, the link will be closed, our bond ignored, and we should never cross paths again. That is my command …. It’s done. We’re done…. Forgive me, Lorey....... I'm sorry. I love you, and I wish this could be different.” With the final words they deliver the crushing blow I knew they would, and I feel like my heart gives out and refuses to beat. My mind blanks and my tears still with shocked numb, too much heartbreak for my mind to deal with anymore. The fates will pay no heed to his request, but by wolf law, I’m no longer his mate or bound to be. His father will rejoice when he tells him. He’s set me free and we’ve chosen to live with the pain of severance against the imprinting. No matter how much it hurts.We stand for what feels like the longest minute, holding one another, broken inside, and crying silently in our own and combined personal hell. My face buried against his shoulder and his face in my hair,
It’s been thirteen days since Colton left me in the forest and I don’t think I have the will to keep trying anymore. I’m tired of life and everything has become so mundane. Everything I thought I experienced before that day is nothing in comparison to how I’ve been since. It’s like my family have died all over again, and I am bereft and inconsolable. I’ve no more tears because I’ve cried so many. I’m nothing, but a numb hollow shell and the sunlight has withdrawn from my world to leave me in eternal cold shadow. I tried to stop the spiraling depression, I fought hard to beat this feeling of being sucked free of all life, but the fates don’t play when you deny them. I’m not even living anymore. Such is my empty continuous state of nothing. I robotically move from my room to kitchen, from kitchen to chores, from chores to my room, day after day. I’ve nothing to say, nothing to add to the conversations around
“Use protection. An unwanted kid would end up right back here and you’d have no choice but to stay.” I warn, more for my benefit than hers. I’ve been counting down the days when she leaves me in peace, and I can fumigate her rank scent from this room. I’ve nothing else in life to look forward to anymore, so I may as well have that. Room to myself, space to call my own.“Whatevs…. Maybe you should try it and fuck up that pretty little Santo head a little, for throwing you in the trash. It’s bound to sting.” She sneers and then laughs at her own devious plan, but I ignore it. As much as he’s broken me, I still love him, and wouldn’t want to inflict that kind of pain. Hell, I wouldn’t want to do it to myself, I’ve no desire to have sex with anyone that’s not him, as stupid as that sounds.“Tell me… is it true you two were mid screw and ready to mark when daddy walked in and threw
Colton? Why’re you in my head? I blanche and press my hands to the sides of my skull and slump back down to put my face between my knees. To continue trying to regulate my breathing once more, confused he linked after the two-week silence of rejection I’ve just endured, and still caught up in my own meltdown. I told you. I can feel you freaking out. You’re afraid. What is it? Tell me. If you need me, my help, I need to know where you are. What’s happening. The sob that bursts from my throat as he says the words I have been longing to hear since I last saw him, breaks me all over again. That care and need to protect me, because despite rejection, he still has the urges of a mate. I blurt out my worry and break into over emotional terrified tears, fueled by knowing I’m a freak with blood colored eyeballs.My EYES are RED!! I think there is something seriously wrong with me. I snort, and wail into the emptiness of my room, gripped with act
I wake up groaning, spitting blood and phlegm and scramble to get off the floor in the pitch black of my room. The hot fluid running down the sides of my face tell me my ears are bleeding, my heads aching like it just got stomped repeatedly, and I’m so dizzy I can’t seem to focus on anything. The air is deathly cold, and I scrape my hands around the dusty wooden floor to get my bearings. I’ve no idea what’s happened, why there’s no light anymore, or why I’m so messed up, dazed, and confused and my body aches badly.The air is filled with noises so terrifying I freeze in utter fear as they filter through and I pick them apart, stilled as I listen and try to make sense of what they are. My heart grippe din icy terror.Screaming…. howling. Wails of despair and sobbing. Something else too, a weird almost chatter like taunting noise, that I swear is exactly how I would imagine the devil would sound laughing. It sends the fear of god th
“I know where you are, Puppy. Why don’t you come out and do me a favor…. I don’t want to have to drag you out from under there. It’s not fun if I have to do that.” There’s a sneer of venomous hatred in his voice, and I imagine the way his face curls into a sadistic grin, glaring my way through the darkness. Enjoying every moment of this.He drops her lifeless form on the floor fully, with a dull thud of weight, her body splaying her arms out in a star shape and I recoil, tears blurring my vision as I try and get as small as I can back here. Whimpering internally. I don’t know what to do, I’m terrified, and if Vanka was no match for this thing, then I’m not either. I don’t know how to fight; I’ve never had to. I’m not a warrior or even aggressive. I’m a nothing, a reject from a farmer’s family who is worth nothing to no one.I bite on my lip, fear paralyzing me, when suddenly, t
Standing over me, bearing down, he grabs me by the back of my neck and digs nails into my skin. Long piercing claw like talons that bite with scorching pain and he drags me partially upright to hoarsely snarl in my ear. My body flinching with the agony of being moved. I reach back, pathetically, grip his hands on my flesh, the cold icy and clammy skin that’s alien to anything I’ve ever felt before and I know what this is for certain…. we heard stories…. The ice-cold vile touch of the skin of the undead. This lifeless cold monster’s a vampire. They’ve returned.“Too easy. Call yourselves warriors. You’re all dropping like putrid flies and one snap, it’s all over for you, puppy. I’m rather enjoying dragging it out though… why don’t you go on and beg like your little friends did. Whine and cry some, make it worth my while.” His icy cold stinking breath, fans my cheek and chokes me to quiet submission