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After I had had the blowout with Richard, I stomped downstairs to my former room. I was partly hoping he would run after me, and we would make up. But it wasn't so. I got to the door, and thankfully, it was still open and clean. The Omega had been maintaining it, and I was grateful for that. I dropped my body on the bed, sighing as I pondered all that had taken place. This wasn't how I thought my day would end. Today had been going great, but this has ruined it, and it was over a little misunderstanding. I sighed again as I closed my eyes, feeling all the weight on me. I wasn't ready to deal with this. I opened it, and my eyes met with the portraits on the wall, and I shivered. Great. Now I have Richard's ancestors staring down at me in disgust. I tossed and turned on the bed, unsure of what to do. I picked up my phone and replied to some messages. I decided to watch a movie, but not even my favorite actor could alleviate my mood. I was angry and disappointed at Richard. It was ju
I went into the closet and started throwing my clothes into my bag. I wasn't going to stay here any longer. Richard was just watching me throw my things without saying a word. I ignored him, trying to blink back tears as I packed my essentials. "Excuse me," I said coldly to him as I went to the bathroom to pack my things from there. He simply shifted to the side and didn't comment. I finished stuffing all my things in a box and a small carry-on, and he finally noticed that this was serious. "Where are you going to all packed up like that?" "Away. I am going away from you. I am not going to stay with a man who doesn't respect me or love me." "Stop being a baby Isabella. You are being unreasonable right now. Mates argue every time, but that doesn't mean they are going to pack their bags at any slight opportunity. Where do you think you are going to? Are you going to Harry's or your parents'?" He taunted. "I have been unreasonable? Are you for real right now, Richard? Can you just dr
"Isabella!" My mother exclaimed as she saw me. She quickly enveloped me in a warm, tight hug. "Are you actually the one?" She asked as she parted from the hug, not believing her eyes. "Yes, mom, it is I." She hugged me again, digging her nose into my neck to sniff my scent. "What is all the commotion here, Caleb? Why do you always come to disturb us?" My dad was asking as he came to investigate the noise. But he stopped in his tracks as soon as he saw me. "Isabella?" He walked swiftly to reach me, gently pushing my mother aside as he hugged me, lifting me up from the ground. "Isabella?" He repeats it again, as if I doubt it. "What are you doing here?" "Do I need to have a reason to visit my parents?" My mother replied, "Of course not. You are always welcome here. It is good to have you back." My dad was still holding me as he led me inside, refusing to let go. I have always been a daddy’s girl, so my leaving affected my dad more, plus Richard told me he had already told my dad wha
The next day, no one made mention of the incident of yesterday. It was something that we all decided to ignore. And I'm thankful for that. I wasn't ready to talk. If anyone had asked me any questions, I was sure I was going to break down again. "Good morning." I greeted my parents as I saw them in the living room. I went to where my mom was sitting and plopped down next to her, resting my head on her. "How was your night? Did you sleep well?" I nodded. I opened my phone, and was bombarded with a lot of messages and calls. I started sorting them out according to the order in which they appear. First was Ava, who was asking about me. She wanted us to have a girls' night. Unfortunately, I wouldn't be able to make it, so I ignored it. Next was Jessica, who also sent the same message. I also ignored that. When I am well composed, I will talk to them. It wouldn't even be long before they found out I wasn't around anymore. I scrolled down to Richard's contact, my fingers hovering on it. I
I woke up to the sunlight on my face and with a splitting headache. I rubbed my eyes with my hand, trying to clear my foggy eyes. The drink had been laced with wolfsbane in diluted quantities, which is capable of knocking one out. And I drank a lot. I tried to recall what happened at the party, but it came in short flashes. Betty had driven us home since she was the only sober one. My head was literally on fire, and I clutched it in hopes that it would relieve the pain. "Isabella!" My mom pounded on the door. "Are you awake?" I replied with a groan, the pounding increasing my headache. I hoped her sensitive ears would catch on. Thankfully, she did. "I am coming in." She walked in, and I'm sure she was shaking her head at what she saw. I was lying down, spread out like a starfish, half alive. I was very sure I had drool on my face. She sniffed in distaste, her nose up in the air. "Get up and take this for the headache." She said, producing a glass of water and a packet of painkiller
I was in the sitting room, munching on some nuts while watching a series. My parents' were out, so I had the whole house to myself, and I was enjoying it. I was giggling at the character when the thought of Richard flashed through my mind. I had promised myself that I would call him today. I missed him a lot. The past two weeks have been hell without him. I was barely coping. I was just putting up a brave front because of my parents. But I was dying inside. My mom slumped on the chair. "Phew! That was stressful." I brought a glass of cold water and she drank it, sighing as it quenched her thirst. "Where is dad?" They had left together this morning for a neighboring pack, and it was unheard of that they weren’t seen together. "He was held up by some of his friends. I couldn’t wait any longer, so I had to leave." She went to get food from the kitchen, while I continued my series. "Isabelle?" She called my attention after she had eaten. "Huh?" "When will you be going back?" I froze
It has been a while since I slept so peacefully. During the course of my sleep, I had snuggled closer to him, reveling in his body heat, and he had wrapped his hands around me. I woke up before he did, watching him as he slept. He woke up shortly after me, and I quickly closed my eyes and pretended I was still sleeping. I tried to control my breathing to appear so. I felt his breath on my face as he moved closer. I almost gave myself away as I felt his cold hands on my face, caressing me gently, and I unconsciously leaned towards it. He touched my lips and traced them down to my neck. Then I felt him lean closer to me, and he planted a kiss on my forehead. It was a soft whisper, but I could never forget those words. "I love you." My heart was threatening to burst out of its cage at that word. I needed a lot of will to calm my heart, or else I would risk blowing up my cover. He snuggled me even closer, wrapping his hands around me. Then I heard his chuckle, "Are you seriously going
I awoke in pain, but it was the kind of delicious pain that can only come from being completely and utterly wrecked. All my muscles were sore, but in a good way. We had spent the whole of yesterday night familiarizing ourselves with each other's bodies. There was no iota of doubt that I was his. We had finished up late in the night, and we were just barely able to cover ourselves before we slept. I was tangled up with Richard; the blankets were thrown haphazardly on us. I could feel the dried cum on my thighs, and it was such a nasty feeling. I looked at Richard, who was still sleeping while snoring like a bear. He was worn out from yesterday's activities. I reached out and pinched his nostrils and it reduced. He must have been so tired; he had done most of the work, so I decided to let him sleep in. He groaned as he stretched before proceeding to squeeze me in the name of cuddling. His action exposed his torso and I gasped. His body was littered with finger marks. I managed to look