"What exactly do you think you're doing, Bailey?" I stared at him in shock, my mouth unable to form any words. My eyes did nothing to leave his face even though his facial expression wasn't fun to look at all. " I'm talking to you!"I still said nothing. I just pressed my lips harder, like words could come out with me moving my lips."Are you deaf?" He screeched and I winced. His voice was like a combination of eight or bass drums together and it was hurting my head. If I didn't get him to stop, I could go deaf. " Bailey, I'm talking to you! I…""...can see that." I finished up for him. I got to my feet and my toe almost knocked the pot over. I thought of hiding it behind my dress, but we both knew he'd seen it already. Instead, I sidestepped the kitchen accessory and walked up to him. " Why do you have to yell though?""I ask the questions here." He snapped, his face inching closer to mine.." What the hell do you think you're doing?""Even a toddler could tell I was relaxing but you
It'd been three days since my last run in with Noah. After he'd disappeared right after blocking me, I hadn't seen him again. My broken door was literally replaced the next morning,but he didn't tag along. He didn't ask any message be delivered to me either. I was even expecting a snarky remark from the guards at least, I got nothing. They just did their job and went by their way peacefully, like the were never here in the first place.Zoe was in some kind of mourning state ever since that day. She spoke up and we always had our conversations but she felt hollow, I could feel it too. We both felt like we'd lost an important part of us we never knew we needed, Noah and his wolf. I was doing fine without it, whenever I started to feel empty in my chest all I had to do was picture Noah's smug smile and the hell he was putting me through and that would do the trick. In a matter of seconds, that empty cavity would be filled with rage for that pompous prick.No matter how hard she tried to
This was a joke. This had to be a joke. I stared at Madame Alexis and she held my gaze. Her face was still and it hurt me because it meant one thing, she was right and I was wrong. Really wrong."Are you alright dear?" Madame Alexis called, breaking me out of my thought bubble. " You look a little pale.""I, I ." I didn't even have the strength to make a single sentence. My palms felt clammy and my throat was dry. I swallowed a big lump before replying. " I I'm fine. I'm fine Madame Alexis…""You don't look it." She cut in, her palm pressed against my forehead. She tapped a spot a couple of times before moving on to the next. "Holy moon goddess, you're turning white.""Am I?" I wouldn't be surprised if I was. Hell, I hated disappointments and this, hurt more than every of Noah's extreme punishments combined together. Ok maybe not quite but you know what I mean. " I'm fine. Really.""Only a baby will believe that." She huffed, shaking her head. " Come on now, in you go.""Madame Alexis
"Go find her Bailey" The words rang continuously in my ear. "Go find her." What did she mean by that? Of course I knew, but did she really mean that? One minute she was screaming she couldn't tell me anything and the next she was practically nudging me to go find Noah's mum who may or may not be alive, after all.It's not like Madame Alexis gave me a truckload of answers,all she did was tell me that the initials didn't belong to Mrs Sage and there was a possibility she was still alive, even though the chances were really really low."What are we going to do now ?"Zoe asked the question that had been on my mind since my conversation with Madame Alexis. She had left me a few hours back, leaving me sprawled on my bed with a million things in my mind. Zoe called again after getting no response from me. "Bailey can you hear me."Loud and clear, Zoe." I chirped. " Only, I don't have the answer to the question you just asked. I'm stumped too.""So this is it then? We lock up shop and call it
The rest of Zoe's sentence died inside of me. I could see the door, no, the remains of it sprawled on the floor convinced me I wasn't dreaming even though I might need a pinch in the cheeks to confirm. The night was still and the chills spreading down my spine was strange but I knew the source of it. Our communication block may had been severed but some things just couldn't change. The blazing inferno in his eyes were still the same, or maybe even worse now. I wasn't sure about that, but I was sure about one thing, mad was an understatement where he was."You see." Zoe drawled within me.. " I told you I could hear someone..""And you couldn't clarify that it was Noah freaking Sage?" I mentally lashed out at her. If she had told me it was Noah I would have known what to do immediately. I would have known what to do before he got here. " You could have told me he was the one coming here!""But what did you expect?" Zoe countered. " Who else do you think would be coming up around here by
With a contented sigh, I closed the book shut before setting it up on my bedside table. There were two piles, one for the books I'd completed and the other for the ones I was yet to read. In total, I'd gotten a whopping amount of 12 books and in the space of two days I'd read and thoroughly digested six. I had no idea if it was good progress or not.Reluctantly, I wiped a tear in my eye. No, don't get me wrong, I was fine or maybe I wasn't. The book I'd just read had the most beautiful ending. And I wasn't a big fan of happy endings, so me saying that was a big ups to the author of that book. I glanced at both stacks again. A good number of them were romance books and spoke about love and all and it was weird. Why? Because Noah gave them to me. Yes, the ruthless Alpha Noah. He was so against love and women entirely, so why did he recommend a handful of romance books for me?Noah. He'd been on my mind since that night. I had no idea what I was expecting but a tiny part of me wished he
"What do you think about this Zoe?" I smoothed the paint brush with orange colour dripping from it over the colourful canvas in front of me. " Is that enough Orange, or should i add another shade?""If you keep on adding more orange." Zoe drawled. " You're going to end up with an orange canvas instead of the sunset you were initially going for."I pushed myself back to peer at the painting and she was right. My imitation of the sunset 🌇 was already too vivid, anymore orange and it would look like the poor fruit puked all over my canvas. I watched in awe as each stroke of paint stood out, brightly adding to its beauty. In the distance, of my painting of course, the sunlight shone bright, with streaks of orange showing it's slow descent. Around it, silhouettes of trees scattered in the horizon stood tall, with a few paths winding around it. An image played in my head and somehow, the painting looked a lot like the dark forest from that night.It could be, but the setting sun proved oth
"Yes. " I could still hear Noah's voice echo all around me. " Those paintings, belonged to my mother."He was nowhere near me anymore, but his last sentence stuck, like a leech latching onto it's host. I could still see his snug smile playing out over and over in my head. The expression he had on his face after dropping the bombshell was priceless, at least to him anyway."What?" I let out immediately. I wasn't sure I'd heard right so I needed to confirm. " What did you just say?""What do you think you heard?" Noah smiled, putting his hand into his pockets. "Come on, I'll give you a hint, if you're wrong." "I heard you say.." I started slowly, the cogs in my head spelling out what I thought I heard. " I heard you say that the paintings in that hallway….""Belonged to my mother." Noah finished up for me. " You were asking me about my mother the other day right? Or probably was it about my parents ….""Who are they?" I yelled, throwing my barrage of questions at him all at once. The m