(Theia’s POV)
I looked in the mirror and groaned. It had been a couple of days since Dominic had come over and I had fallen asleep on him, and embarrassingly drooled all over him. I woke up the next morning in my bed. I had assumed that he had left, but some noise had led me out of the bedroom and into the main room. Dominic was in the kitchen area, making a full cooked English breakfast. We spent the morning together talking, and at some point during that conversation, I had agreed to go on a real date with him.
So here I was Saturday night, and getting ready for the first date in well over a year. And with a guy that dreams would struggle to compare with. Naya had come over to help me get ready, which would have been great, but that woman was way more body confident than me. She put me in a black body hugging dress that cut at just above the knee. It was an elegant dress for sure, with a wide neckline. But on me it showed all my lumps and bum
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(Theia’s POV)Dominic kicked the door to his apartment shut and pushed me against the wall next to it. The lights were still off and the feel of his hands on my body felt so much more heightened when I couldn’t see where they were going. His hands skimmed down my sides and onto my hips. His mouth smashed into mine as he pulled me closer to him, letting me feel just how excited he was. My stomach flipped, and I faltered slightly.This would be the first time I slept with someone since Mark, which was almost a year ago. He had made it clear that my abilities were not up to anything and certainly not worth the baggage that came with me. And Dominic was amazing. He was wealthy and intelligent and had a body built like a Greek god. There was no way that I was even remotely going to satisfy him. Oh god, I was going to make a complete fool of myself.Dominic must have noticed my less than full attention because he stopped. I fel
(Theia’s POV) I woke up all snuggled in thick white bedding. I reached out across the bed and it was warm but empty. I opened my eyes to confirm that I was indeed alone. Looking around the room, I could see, from the floor to ceiling windows, that it was still the middle of the night. I found a led clock on the nightstand on the other side of the bed which confirmed that it was just after 3am. I sat up in bed and looked around further. My mind flashed back to my dream the other day, and the similarities to what I was seeing and feeling, right down to me being naked. I pulled myself out of bed and looked around for something to wear. Right there on the floor, much like in my dream, was Dominic’s white shirt. It glowed in the moonlight from the window, like I had to be drawn to it. I leaned down and picked up the shirt and pulled it on, buttoning it up quickly. The shirt was big enough to cover me as it hit me around mid thigh. I looked aro
(Theia’s POV)My head felt like it was being repeatedly hit with a hammer. I opened my eyes and winced at the bright lights as I looked around the room I was in. I was laid on a deep leather sofa and had a blanket over me. I could tell that I was still in the white shirt that I had been in before, although a quick glance down showed that there was a significant amount of blood down one side.“Son of a bitch,” I hissed as I tried to sit up. I was overcome by the urge to vomit as the ringing and pain in my head intensified by what felt like a million. Okay, Theia, try that again, only a lot slower, I thought to myself. I slowly moved to a sitting position. I still felt like I was going to throw up. But it wasn’t as intense as before. I raised my hand to the back of my head and felt that it was damp. There was also a massive lump that stung when I touched it, and I was pretty sure that I had a concussion.I looke
(Dominic’s POV)“What the hell were you thinking?” I shouted at Liam. After I had been too late to stop the elevator, he had disappeared down the stairs. A few minutes later I smelt blood and the elevator doors opened to show Liam standing there holding an unconscious and bleeding Theia.“She slipped and hit her head,” he said as I pulled her out of his hands and cradled her to my chest.“I don’t know. Maybe she was still spooked when she saw me,” he shrugged.“Oh goddess,” I exclaimed. There was blood everywhere. My white shirt that she was wearing was covered in the stuff and it was pouring out of the back of her head.“Liam, call a doctor or something,” I shouted as I rushed her to the sofa and tried to part her hair to see the damage. This was a new experience. Werewolves heal a lot quicker than humans, not like instant, but better t
(Theia’s POV)“YOU BASTARD!” I screamed at him.He didn’t even need to dodge the pen pot that I had just launched at him. It was a pathetic throw and a pathetic attempt. Just like I was a pathetic person to even remotely think that someone like Dominic Bowers actually liked me.“Theia,” he started as he moved into the office, his arms raised like he was ready to shield another attack, “Please baby, let me explain,”“Don’t you dare call me that,” I cried, the tears streaming down my face. I felt awful and humiliated. Why would anyone ever do something like this? Something like hurt crossed Dominic’s face. As if he had any sort of reason to be hurt. This was his joke. He was probably gonna be lau
(Theia’s POV)“You’re a bastard,” I whispered, and Liam laughed again.“Yeah I am, but I’m also telling the truth and you know it.” he said with a smirk. “Listen darling, I don’t care about you, frankly I think you are beyond pathetic. But I care about Dominic and about what being around you will do and how it will weaken him. So listen to me carefully when I tell you this.” He leaned forward in the seat again.“This joke was all his idea, and he picked you out himself. He was the one with the idea to hack your computer. It was on his order.” I stared at him, feeling all the feelings of despair.I tried to sit up. I needed to get out of here. I couldn’t be around all this an
(Dominic’s POV) “I don’t ever want to see you again,” I sat in the car, unable to drive away. Those words were rolling around in my head, over and over. I had watched Theia go into the apartments around thirty minutes ago. I watched in hope that she would turn back, and then tell me that she didn’t mean it. But she didn’t. She didn’t ever want to see me again. It wasn’t a rejection, but it might as well have been for how much my heart was hurting right now. Finally, I started the car and drove back to the apartment. It was quiet when I got there. Liam had gone to bed in one room and Isabella had taken a guest room. She had driven four hours in the middle of the night to get here. The least I could do was let her rest for a while before she had to drive back. My mobile phone rang, and I looked down, hoping it would be Theia, but it wasn’t. The caller ID said that it was my sister, Leah. I let the call ring off. I didn’t want to spe
(Theia’s POV) *** Six Weeks Later *** I sat at my desk and sighed. I had been sitting staring at a blank screen for about an hour. It had been the same for the last six weeks or so, ever since… I couldn’t even think about the whole thing without feeling like a complete idiot. I had spent the first three days or so in bed, constantly crying and refusing to move. Finally, Naya had got annoyed and tipped my mattress up. I had hit the floor with a bang and an ouch, but neither she nor Harlow would let me go back to bed. I finally told them what happened, and they were furious, and rightly so. Naya wanted to plot some revenge on him, but all I wanted to do was to forget it ever happened. We opted for planning a girl’s night out instead and two weeks after, I was standing outside a nightclub looking at the entrance in horror as the ridiculously long line slowly moved down. It was turning cold, and I was wearing the smalles