>>Portia
“I’m home,” I whispered as I entered Jena’s house, then paused, “Right…” The lights were off and I knew why. Jena must be in the club.
I sighed.
I should tell her that I’m back home so she doesn’t need to go to the penthouse. I got my phone and texted her exactly that then took a deep breath.
I was still feeling queasy.
I went to my bedroom and lay down on the bed with my face buried in the pillows. I wasn’t expecting this to take such a turn. After Miers's death, I should have been able to freely be with my mate but this took such a bad and sudden turn.
Egon had only his mother as a parental figure who was mostly absent because of the war that started when he was eight. His father had lost his life early when Egon was only two. But as the good child he was, he was patient because he believed that his mother would not abandon him and at the end of the day she would come back to him since wolves are loyal creatures, they never leave their own behind.But fate on the other hand is not as kind.It takes away thing the most precious of things and priceless of people away. And just like that came a day when Egon’s mother didn’t make it home even though like any other day he waited for her by the door.Hours turned into days, anxiety turned into fear, but there was no sign of her returning even when the other soldiers who left with
>>Portia“Look,” Ulrich sighed, “The thing is, Egon wasn’t raised properly, I mean, how kids should be raised. He was raised to be a soldier and I know he sucks at conveying his emotions and all but I assure you,” He smiled at me, “He does try his best.”I looked down and pondered upon his words.If the prince hadn’t shared this all me, I don’t think I would have ever been able to tell that he held these feelings inside of him because, on the surface, they both get along so well! But I see now that Ulrich is also the one who knows Egon the best, and he bared that side of his, for me and his best friend.“You think,” I started speaking, “We
>>JenaThe hope in his eyes made me panic. What was I supposed to do with that? It was overwhelming for me! I didn’t stop him on purpose! It just happened!!“You never gave me an answer,” I asked the first thing that came into my mind.“Yes?” He seemed a little confused.“You’re royalty?” I previously said I didn’t care but here I am.Portia let go of my hand and stepped back and I knew she knew everything and was feeling guilty.His facial expression turned from confusion to shock, “Um,” Now there wasn’t any reason for h
>>UlrichI went back to the penthouse feeling more drained that a month-old grape. I don’t think it could have gone any worse. I knew humans wouldn’t take it well and yet I showed my form to her.We’re more terrifying than werewolves… from a human’s point of view that is. But what else could have I done?! She would have shunned me if I hadn’t!I dropped on the three-seater couch face down and drowned in my misery.This sucks!If I hadn’t proved my identity to her she would have hated me more and never would have let me near her, on the other hand now that I have, I feel like the outcome still didn’t change thou
>>PortiaI feel sort of tense. I don’t know what it is, but I’m feeling anxious. Maybe it’s because of Jena. I saw that she looked upset when she left the house. Could it be? She didn’t take a liking to Ulrich at all?I was coming back from the market in the afternoon, and I planned on making dinner tonightShe came home late yesterday night too and she constantly looks troubled. I’m sure part of it must be because of Ulrich and finding out about wolves but she hasn’t asked me anything more.Should I say anything to her? But I don’t know what’s bothering her. Should I ask?“Her! That’s her,” I heard someone’s faded voice from a distance.
>>UlrichMusic was blasting in the place, the colored disco lighting made my body glow in different shades while I sat on the bar stool. I had a virgin mary in my hands while I waited for a person at the bar counter. I had a lot on my mind but something was bothering me today.What it was? I didn’t exactly know. I couldn’t quite put my hand on it.The stool next to me got pulled, and Harou sat beside me.“Why are we meeting at a bar?” I looked at him.“For two reasons,” He looked at me and showed me a peace sign, “Number one,” He brought his hands down and gestured for the bartender to come over, “Derek had to go to the hospital with his wife and I was asked to keep
>>JenaI can’t define the feeling I felt when our lips met. How could I, when I’ve never felt something this exhilarating before?My heart raced as his lips met mine with a rough urgency. The intensity of his kiss sent shivers down my spine, and I found myself responding just as roughly. Our tongues battled for dominance as they explored each other's mouths. Each moment sent a hot sensation down my body. I wanted more, I wanted to touch him too but he kept my hands pinned to the wall. He moved closer and pressed our bodies together in a fiery embrace. I could feel the heat of his body against mine but it felt like it wasn’t enough.His kisses grew more passionate, and more demanding, as he pulled me closer to him, I could feel the roughnes
>>Portia“What happened?!” I came to the kitchen when I saw Jena had come back early, “How did you get hurt?” I saw her wrist was red.It was a little unusual. She always badmouths her job, not once has she encouraged or praised the club or her work but she always went there on time and came back late as her work demanded.“It’s nothing,” She grabbed some ice from the freezer and went to the table, taking her usual seat, she sat down quietly and put the ice on her hand.“Jena…” I took my seat near her, “I can help you…” I looked at her softly, “If there’s anything-”