~Hannah’s Point of View~ Before I know it, we’re sitting down and he’s cradling me in his lap. It’s just simply too much for me right now. Too much to process and even understand. I thought Seth and Rafe ruined my life that day but … did they save me from it? Save me from the fate I would have had under Harrison? “I brought you here because, well, everyone needs a place. Somewhere they can find their peace. I thought either we could share this or, it’s yours if you want it,” he whispers, making me look up at him. All the light from the sun is nearly gone, but I can very much see his handsome face. I turn slightly and take in the dark sky, the twinkling little balls of light already visible. Being under the open sky is where I belong, where I feel free. “I don’t think the moon and stars are yours to offer. I didn’t expect that kind of ego from you. How does your wolf feel about me being here, taking what is probably his favorite place too,” I state, with a playful smile. Really,
~Parker's Point of View~ *Let her lead, don’t seem overly anxious,* Crush warns. My, my how the mighty have fallen. Hours ago you were practically telling me to leave her alone. I literally have no idea if she’s a virgin, if she’s even experienced. But I very seriously doubt Harrison didn’t take her to bed. She’s far too great a temptation. I can’t think about it though. Crush assures me she’s not pregnant and that’s all I need. She’s obviously nervous though, and timid. Still learning to trust me and there’s no way in hell I can ruin that. And I better not blow right away, Goddess I should have jerked off today. It’s been so damn long since I felt a female. I drop the condoms on the nightstand and carefully move over her. She lays completely still, her succulent breasts heaving with her heavy breaths. Crush demands I relax her and I’m not sure how to do that. Any sex I’ve ever had was straight to the point after a little foreplay. This is different, SHE is different in every way
~Hannah’s Point of View~ I stand still in my spot, not quite knowing what to do. I have no idea what time it is though the sun was certainly up and bright. My stomach grumbles and I decide going after Parker isn’t the best plan. So instead, I make my way into Scarlett’s room, but I find it empty. It hits me that today is her birthday party. I should see if she needs any help. As I shower and find some clothes to borrow, I see her white party dress laid out. A small tray of jewelry and cute shoes with a big bow rest on her dresser. I run my fingers over a gold necklace with huge garnet stones and for a brief moment daydream about trying it on. But I scold myself and pull away, forced to remember my place. I’m certain I ruined things with Parker, I don’t know what I was thinking. Last night was just so… Magical? Unlike anything I’d ever had. For a while, I was happy. Deliriously happy. Gone were my struggles, my brain trying to tell me not to enjoy it. Not to trust him. I completely
~Rafe’s Point of View~ *Let’s hit it,* Cruz says, telling me we need to get outside. We need the sun on our skin and sweat on our back. We need to hit someone, draw blood. A solid workout will help get that damn rogue off my mind. Maybe. Not likely. At least the birthday party will keep Cassandra off my back for the day, maybe even the night if I’m lucky. I’ll take what I can get. I didn’t sleep a single fucking wink last night knowing that Parker was off with Hannah. Though if he has a strong attraction to her, I’m terrified my theory might actually be true. Without her wolf, there’s no way of knowing for sure. And being that I have a damn girlfriend, I can’t exactly fight him for her. Not openly anyhow. If my theory is true, there are far bigger implications than I care to think about right now. When I walk back to my room to change I pass her new one, wondering if she’ll ever even sleep in it. Parker is masterful with the ladies, but she’s hardly any normal female. Those
~Hannah’s Point of View~ “Stupid, idiotic males! Goddess what a waste of oxygen,” I mumble, too pissed off to even think. I’m honestly shocked when I’m able to make my way back to the packhouse with no one bothering me. Maybe Rafe told everyone to steer clear of me or I might start shooting fire from my eyes. I swear if my brothers are even the smallest bit stupid enough to-- I stop abruptly as I’m about to get in the shower, there’s a weird lull in my mind. My body freezes, trying to chase the feeling but it’s gone just as quickly. I slam my hand against the wall. “Come on wolf. Come on girl, I need you. More than ever. If you’re there, please come out, come out,” I whisper. But as usual, there’s nothing. I get into the shower and lean against the cool tile. Everything that’s happened since I came to the pack is everything I’ve always worked so hard to avoid. People and their drama. Romantic entanglements. Stupid wanna be Alphas trying to get themselves killed for no good r
~Hannah’s Point of View~ “Happy birthday toooo yooooou,” everyone sings, as Scarlett grins for all she’s worth and blows out her candles. Everyone claps as the Luna begins to cut the cake and pass it out. The music starts up again and I want nothing more than to go to my room, take off all this stuff that has no place on my body and have a hot bath. I can’t even think about trying to leave tonight. I’m too mentally spent. If cats have nine lives, I’m certain I must have a hundred but I’m not naive enough to think they’ll last forever. If Pax hadn’t been there to defend me tonight, I have no doubt I’d be behind bars. Rogues don’t believe in luck, we believe in ourselves. I’ve often had the uncanny ability to get myself out of sticky spots … but getting out of Nightwind alive seems to be looking like more of a challenge every hour. I have no doubt Cassandra will NOT leave me alone. She’ll put something in my food, poison ivy in my shampoo. A female scorned will do anything to get re
~Hannah’s Point of View~My head lays on Rafe’s bare chest, it’s warm and relaxing. There’s a hundred reasons I should stop this, kick him out. But I can’t ignore what he’s doing to me and even though I can’t make sense of it… I need more.“My grandmother on my mom’s side, her name was Sadie. Grandfather was Bartholomew. Bart and Sadie had a magical love story, they were absolutely smitten with each other like no one had ever seen. Some said they were fated mates, but of course even if they were … they weren’t exactly going to broadcast it. He marked her within five minutes of meeting … the day after she got her wolf, and while that isn’t exactly unheard of, it’s rare.The rumor goes that a fated mate can make you weak since you’d literally do anything for that person. You’d wage war. Couldn’t exactly have that kind of attachment if he were going to become Alpha. And that he was, an Alpha’s eldest son.Well grandpa Bart had a twin that he despised, never got along with. Leland lived f
~Parker’s Point of View~ *Don’t fuck this up for me,* I snap to Rafe, over mind-link, just as we reach the cabin. I have to keep her distracted, I can’t risk her trying to leave and getting herself killed. My parents, hell probably everybody here won’t do much if her life is in danger. The only reason they’re putting resources into finding the twins is because they are technically orphaned and lost pups. But Hannah is able to make adult choices. And now she’s coming between the Alpha’s sons. People will start to notice. I’ve had to give Rafe’s theory that we have a fated mate more consideration. It seems so far-fetched, so impossible to wrap my head around. But it also makes a lot of sense and it's getting harder to deny. *I told her the story of Bart and Sadie. But because she doesn’t know we’re twins, she doesn’t get it. It’s history practically repeating itself. Though we’re not Bart and Leland. Yeah we have our differences and yeah you don’t want to be Alpha… We’d never let a