Kamari's Point of View I was woken up by the sounds of birds singing on the outside. To Zayan's light snoring beside me. The earth was damper than last night. Coated in a sheen of droplets that fell from the roof. Even my red dress was plastered to me. We had gotten dressed after our swim last night. When I carried on shivering, Zayan resorted to folding me in his arms and cradling me close to his chest. It worked. I slept through the entire night with a promise that I would be up before the sun. Before Gaelan woke up and noticed I wasn't home. Which was exactly why my heart was pounding out of my chest now. The sun was up and so were the birds. He would have noticed my absence. Worried about where I was. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." I cursed and flung Zayan's arm off of me. His snoring stopped the moment I stood. Eyes opened in a flash. "What's wrong?" His voice was still filled with sleep. Had a husky note to it that sent spirals down to my groin. But I couldn't think about that r
Kamari's Point of ViewI could hear them on my walk home. A bristling of voices coming closer. Some yipping from wolves. None of them seemed happy. All of them were concerned pitches and blaring voices. But one, in particular, stood out.Arik.Instead of shifting and running home, I had settled on walking back in human form. Reflect on what I have done and what was to come. About the information Zayan had given me regarding my mother and how she had chosen not to have more children. And endless cycle that pounded into my skull until I felt numb all over.But their voices broke that silence. Shattered it the moment I heard Arik yell at someone about how he could have left 'her' unsupervised. A snarl was thrown back at Arik but the person he had addressed remained silent afterward. They cleared the small hill between my home and the cave. A group of men in various forms. Wolves. Men. Some naked. Some clothed. Leading the pack was my father. And Arik. Neither looked too happy with the
Kamari's Point of View Gaelan left his phone at home. Whilst on patrol, no distractions were tolerated. It was a simple rule to follow. And it made what I wanted to do next especially easy. He had left it on the counter. Discarded it with no second thought. Up until this point, there had been no reason for him to hide it from me. If I ever needed him to transfer me some money, I asked. If there were some pictures he had taken that I wanted, he would send them. We had no secrets. Up until this point. I scooped the phone up before heading up to my room. The lock screen was a photo of us on vacation about three years ago. Right before I outed myself. We both looked happy and content at the swimming pool. Gaelan's smiling face made me feel an ounce of guilt for snooping. When I tried to open it, a prompt came up to enter the pin. I frowned and hurriedly typed in their anniversary date. It was declined. Rachel's birthday. Also wrong. I looked at the photo again. We were so happy unti
Kamari's Point of ViewThe windows were cleaned to perfection. So was every tile in the kitchen. Next came the bathrooms and the rooms. Mopping the floor. I did it all methodically. Touched every crevice in the house until I was sure no grime or dust remained. Until my body was screaming at me to just go eat something.At least my phone breaking meant Nolan couldn't get hold of me. Which was perfect, considering I didn't want to speak to him currently.But it also meant Zayan couldn't reach me regarding our plans for tomorrow. It was fine. This was fine. All of it would be fine. I shouldn't let one interaction with my mother define my entire life. Yet her words haunted me. Like the bad aftertaste you get when you eat something sour. No matter how much I cleaned. Scrubbed. Cursed the high heavens. I couldn't get rid of that voice telling me that she had no choice. If I hadn't snapped back, maybe I would have gotten to know more.But my temper was renowned for its bursts when it liked
Kamari's Point of View Stepping out of my bathroom, I nearly dropped my towel when I noticed him. His arms were rested on his knees. Head hung low whilst he stared at my carpet. The bed was dipped frighteningly low from his weight. It only reminded me again how big he was. How honed to kill his body was. The soft glow of the light from outside cast his entire left side into shadow. It would have been the perfect photo of Zayan, had I not gotten so startled. A perfect balance of light and dark. Although I could see his jaw was tightly clenched. "What are you doing here?" I asked, feeling my throat tighten. Slowly, Zayan lifted his head to look at me. Our eyes locked. I swallowed hard and tightened my grip on my towel. But I swore he could look right through it. See my already hardening nipples beneath. "Your phone was going straight to voicemail," A husky whisper. I frowned at him and walked to my closet but Zayan was already on his feet before I could get there. A hand rested on
Kamari's Point of View I got dressed in jeans and a shirt like Zayan had asked for. Slicked back my hair into a high ponytail. Tugged on some sneakers on. The look was a far cry from the clothes Zayan had gotten me. Which meant he wanted to go somewhere where I might need to shift in a hurry. "Had a good night out?" I asked my dad when I saw him sitting at the counter reading on his tablet. His eyes perked up to mine. Sat the tablet down in front of him. The smile that grew on his lips told me that he hadn't just been with his friends. It had been more. Much more. "Wonderful night. The guys told me to say hello." He replied and sipped from his cup of tea. Narrowing my eyes at him, I curbed the counter and kissed his temple. He almost instantly closed his tablet in front of him. Moved so fast I wouldn't have been able to catch it without being a wolf. Guilt peeked through his face for a moment before it disappeared. "Right... I assume your friends wear coral-colored lipstick?" It
Kamari's Point of ViewThe moment we went over the peak of the mountain, the skies cleared up instantly. Clouds drifted far above our heads. And in front of us lay a vast lake that sparkled in the early morning sunshine. Several boats were already on the water. People were being tugged along by thick ropes. The more we descended, the easier I could make them out. They were people from all walks of life. Some were sitting in expensive and luxurious boats, whilst others stood and drank. There were also several canoes in the water with men wearing fishing hats and long rods. I could feel my mouth open the more I took in the scene. Noticed children running through houses that dotted the entire side of the lake. The more I tried to keep my mouth shut, the further it hung open."I never knew there was a place like this only two hours away." I breathed in astonishment as we passed the first entrance. Metal gates were dotted by several old pieces of water skiing equipment.The next gate ha
Kamari's Point of ViewThe helmet fitted snuggly over my head. Pressed it a bit too hard but according to Zayan, that was how it was supposed to be. If I fell, he didn't want my skull to bounce around on the inside. Rather, he wanted it to absorb the impact.Or some shit like that."Please tell me that mine doesn't have any gears," I whispered and tightened the gloves he had given me. Another precaution, along with some rather unsightly boots that came up to my knees. They were hard to walk around in. Weighed close to ten fucking kilos. Although, he swore they didn't. But the added weight felt off to me."No. Yours is automatic, " He paused what he was doing. Set his own gear down and walked over to me. The monster of a quad was in front of me. With all the bars and lights and stuff, I had never used before in my life. "Get on." He instructed.Slowly, I shifted my feet closer. Lifted one leg and shimmied it over the top. It left me in an awkward position. I questioned every life deci