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Fighting Fate Chapter 34 – At the Top of the Rollercoaster
SELENEAfter the failed date with Greg, I text Troy the next day telling him I had some Rocco news. By the time I got back from grocery shopping an hour later he was already back at our apartment. The rogue alley cat had returned, helping himself to my food, drinks, and cosy blanket as we sat on the sofa, sinking into its billowing cushions like children.As I told him about the date and how Greg was bragging about his watch and possession’s he’d rolled his eyes and yawned. As soon as I mentioned Rocco appearing he started clapping and going, “tell me he grabbed you there and then, that’s the shit I’m needing to hear!” as the sofa juddered with his large, bouncing frame.“No it was just a hello and goodbye, but during the meal…Greg had to take a work call and so I headed to the powder room…Rocco followed me in.”“No! Oh no I cannot take this Selene you filthy minx!”And so it went on until I reached the, well, climax of the story. Troy mocked me with pretend
Fighting Fate Chapter 35 – A Hand Full of Nothing
SELENEI clattered loudly into the hospital reception, a ragged whirlwind of handbag, coat, and suitcase. The hotel had arranged a cab whilst I quickly dressed and rammed everything I had back into the case. The drive should have taken over two hours, but I promised to pay double if he broke the speed limit. Charging down the empty roads, lit only by his headlamps I fought back waves of anger and fear like a cruising battleship.My wolf had switched from being a lazy, horny little creature. Now she was alert, tense and ready to fight any danger. I had never felt my wolf senses kick in so strongly before, it sent a thrill through me, reminding me I am not human, I am different. Every scent is sharper than before, seeing shapes further in the dark than any human could, as my wolf tried to seek out the injured Pen.I quietly approached Pen’s allocated room, abandoning my suitcase in the canteen. One of the reasons I sped here so fast was to avoid bumping into anyone el
Fighting Fate Chapter 36 - Doors That Should be Kept Shut
ROCCOTonight has been a never ending series of catastrophes. I am not exaggerating for your sympathy this time. Pull up a chair and listen to this sordid tale of woe.After leaving the wide-eyed Brianna and steelt Callum I sprinted as fast as I could ten blocks to Jacobs apartment. We all live close to the Falcon, Jacob had a studio in this Art Deco style block. Funky angled windows, shards of metal decorating. I used to call him Gatsby for a while after he first moved in to annoy him.Yes, I am putting off telling you the full events.So…I take the elevator, having tried Jacob's number at least a dozen times by now. No answer, just voicemail. What choice do I have?Arriving at his glossy maple door I knocked politely. Framed in a fancy ridged white woodwork it looks like the entrance to another period of time. Except I can hear the dull thuds of bass. Music. Exhilaration races through me as I realise I've found him."Jacob!" I shout, banging loudly on
Fighting Fate Chapter 37 - A Frozen Heart Still Hurts
SELENETime limped along whilst I sat on the plastic bench in a daze, watching the few hospital visitors coming and going from a distance. From the plastic smoking shelter, hidden away in the dark I was just a ghostly onlooker, separate to everyone else. My heart would have sent a thermometer skyrocketing at the start of that phone call. Now, just a frozen, painful lump sat weighing on my chest.The same questions endlessly rattled through my mind. How could he have betrayed me? He had only known one month and at the first test he had crumbled. The man I thought of as being strong, confident, and above the pettiness of pack life. He was just an illusion, he was just the casino playboy after all. That night at the party, I thought I was catching glances of something. More fool me.My wolf tried to send positive associations about Rocco my way. The kindness within his deep brown eyes, the way his voice alone made my body tingle, but I batted her away. This was no
Fighting Fate Chapter 38 - Impulsive Idiocy
ROCCOSo you’re here for the gory details of my demise. You’re in for a treat.After Callum left I continued throwing back the vodka, believing after enough of it some of the guilt would go. Instead anger, in its rawest, most primal form, pounced. My mind tortured me with the recent failures of my life. The way I had handled Selene, games and half-truths. The fact I cared for her more than any woman I had ever known yet, she had quite rightly dropped me like trash. Flinging almost the full bottle of vodka down my neck, my thoughts went darker and deeper.Wicknace, the way I had to pay my respects to him, getting someone else to do my dirty work for me. For some reason the image of him banging that red-haired girl on my old desk came into my mind. A banging on the front door broke my thought.I charged up the stairs ready to unleash hell on anyone who dared cross me tonight.“I don't give a shit who you are, just leave!""Rocco, it's Natasha," a husk
Fighting Fate Chapter 39 - A Chat with the Alpha
SELENEI spent the morning at the hospital with Pen. Unfortunately my mother and Marie tired her out with wittering and fussing so I spent four hours just holding her hand while she slept. The bruises around her face were already turning into a kaleidoscope of painful shades. Purples and yellows sprouted all over her body like she was changing into another species entirely.I stepped out of the hospital into the dusty, arid parking area, hair an untidy mess and wearing an outfit from ten years ago. The red polka dot tea dress I'd plucked from the obscurity of my teenage wardrobe was still not a good look. I rolled my eyes imagining the insults Troy would launch. Probably something about having gone full country-singer after less than a day out of the city.What wiped the smile from my face was seeing a red open-top sports car pull up containing three familiar faces. My heart leapt to see Troy, but what kind of twisted karma brought Rocco here?At least he s
Fighting Fate Chapter 40 - Any Help At All
ROCCOI've done my bit.Let me have a bit of peace, I might look my usual handsome self but I am rocking a vodka hangover to make the gods wince.I've also driven through this baking hot wasteland of a county to get our two gay lovebirds over to the hospital. They hated me for interrupting again, but the mating heat had worn off just enough for Jacob to see the sense of appearing.Selene's needing support for her sister, gave Troy his reason, which sealed the deal. I had to wait half an hour in the parking lot while they "dressed" although from the little smirk on Troy's face I think I got lied to. Smug is a whole new look on my usually bashful blonde friend but he is rolling in it today. Bless his joyous little face. I had to tell Troy what happened though. His face dropped and he roughly dragged his hands through his long brown hair when he realised I had given away her secret. "Well…fuck Rocco there isn't any coming back from that.""I know."
Fighting Fate Chapter 41 – Circling the Whirlpool
***FOUR WEEKS LATER – FULL MOON***SELENEI’m sitting at my dressing table alone. Again. Just the same as last time I got dressed up. This time it's a long bright white evening gown. It clung to me like a glove with a teasingly low-cut, narrow cleavage revealing down the centre. Troy's parting gift. Soft pink lips, no harsh red tonight and my hair in loose waves.No Troy, not since he moved into Jacob's apartment. I didn’t realise how empty my place would feel without him. The fridge is permanently full and I’m having to throw food out that’s expired, I’m mentally still buying for two. Staring at the mirror whilst clasping a long drop platinum necklace, I feel as though I'm a ship trapped within a whirlpool watching my own demise coming straight towards me.Serious, sensible Selene, the one that has seen me through all the struggles before has been on overtime. Wrung out like a manic circus performer I am trying to keep every part of my life going yet faili
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