KATHLEENThe knowledge of what Charles had done drove me crazy. I thought about it day and night, trying to tease out the reasons he might have but came up with nothing. Especially since he'd said nothing about it. If he'd wanted to embarrass me, all he had to do was make it clear what he'd done.So I'd arranged things with our work until we were placed together on some calculations. We were working in an office, one given to me for the duration of the project. Sitting next to each other where our calculations could easily be shared.Charles sat beside me, his head tilted downward, a pencil in hand, writing out a calculation to put into our computer program.He looked younger, vulnerable somehow, lost in his words. I watched him surreptitiously, my feelings torn between anger and remorse. It took a long time to work up the courage."Why did you help me?" I asked, leaning toward him. It was the first time in four years my words to him came out softly.He looked up at me, his dark eyes
KATHLEENI left the building that evening with no answers. It picked at my mind. Why? Why would he donate so much for nothing? The only one I could see who benefited from that was me, and that was the part I was so confused about.I had the elevator to myself and on the slow descent and I pressed my fingertips to my eyes, trying to work out the look of wariness on his face. And the odd little flash of guilt that shot through me.By the time I exited the building dusk had fallen, the shadows of the surrounding buildings casting long shadows into the street. I turned toward the parking lot, where my car was waiting, and then hesitated, catching movement out of the corner of my eyed.It was Edward...and Charles. Their postures were stiff, or at least Edward's was, his body tensed and still, as if ready to break into a fight at any moment.I turned from my path and headed that direction. Edward caught sight of me almost immediately, and they fell into silence long before I grew close enou
KATHLEEN I should have had a large party, the kind that creates forever memories; laughter, dancing, and most of all family on my 18th birthday. My wolf would emerge, I would become whole, and finally be able to sense my mate. But, instead of gifts and cake, I was surrounded by blood and the bodies of my parents. Death was my only gift, given by the one who should have been my fated mate, Charles. He's ruined everything. We met at the University’s orientation party. I was a freshman eager to fit in with my human counterparts. I didn't know which college he belonged to, and when I first saw him in real life, I didn't care. He was so sexy. Tall, his form imposing over many of the students at the party, with dark wavy hair styled perfectly and a square jaw with just a hint of stubble. My thoughts crashed together, my emotions confused. I both wanted to connect with him, tell him my secrets… and run away as
CHARLES Blood. Blood was everywhere, my hands, my clothes, my mouth. I could feel it, but I don’t know why I was standing there with… blood? The stench of the crimson pools made me dizzy. When I looked down, my old friend Frank was lying on the floor beneath me, and his Luna Margret was a few steps away. They were dead. Frank's throat had been torn out, arms splayed wide. Margret looked as if she'd turned to run, hand still reaching for the staircase, her shoulder a bloody mess. It was clear they'd been attacked by a wolf. I stared at them, uncomprehending, a headache pierced my temples. Who attacked and killed them? What had happened? My mind was still frighteningly blank. I shook my head, trying to gain clarity, but failed to remember. Me…? Hell no, It couldn’t be me, and I would never kill them, never ever. Something glisten
Kathleen I was lost in thought as I stared at the invitation in my hand. It was for the fundraising banquet at the University, and it was addressed to Stacey. That was my name now. Stacey. Four years had passed, since my life had changed. And Kathleen, who I once was, died when my parents did. I could not survive as Kathleen. I thought about following in my parents' footsteps, but it wasn't the right timing. I still had important things need to accomplish. In the last four years, I concentrated on survival and a desperate need to continue with my goals, working day and night. Now, Stacey was the real me. There was a knock that brought me back from my memories. "Sweetie, the stats of the last experiment just weren't adding up. For some reason, increasing the concentration of Varitus Serum increased the solution's potency, but not in an expected manner." Edward pushed his way through the door, a glass of hot milk in his hands, something he often did for me. He set it down at my
CHARLES I woke up from the nightmare again, my head covered in sweat, my sheets twisted around my legs. I looked at the clock, it was now three o'clock in the morning. I closed my eyes again but all I could see was the pool of red blood. Kathleen’s parents were lying there, and Kathleen's horrified face. The same images that appeared in my dreams over and over again, uninterrupted, for four years. Despite my efforts I still couldn't remember what had happened that day. I'd tried to find Kathleen, but she had disappeared from the face of the earth it seemed. I also tried to talk to my inner wolf, but as time went on, my wolf became quiet until he no longer spoke to me at all, I could still feel him though, and he grew weaker and weaker. I couldn't sleep, so I simply got up and walked towards my study. The papers were still on my desk, and I glanced at them, this was what our company so desperately needed. I had to win this project. I would, too, because all my potential rivals had
Kathleen Leaving the banquet, I walked straight to my hotel room 1021. I tried to suppress my shaking hands, I took a bottle of red wine from the fridge and poured myself a healthy glass. Rotating it gently to aerate the liquid before taking a sip. My nerves receded and I felt more like myself. It had worked for four years, taming the overwhelming anxiety that threatened to drown me. I thought this would be easier. I thought I could handle it. But, when I saw his face, it took me right back to when I couldn't help myself. I walked into the banquet, determined to be collected, but my wolf had other ideas, she began to grow incredibly excited, and I felt him immediately. He sat at the far side of the room, at a table toward the front. He’d shaved for the occasion, his tailored black suit giving him a mysterious air. He was sexy as hell, as usual. I got a thrill of satisfaction when I noticed he had a shocked expression on his face. I chose to ignore him, but as I passed by him,
KATHLEEN"Why did you kill my parents four years ago? " He frowned, trying, but couldn't say anything. There was a long silence.Waiting for time, I feel like it was all a joke, I was the joke.I was a fool to think that he would explain. I should have known I couldn't believe him. I’d seen him with the bodies."I'm sorry..." Charles lowered his head, not daring to look directly at me."Sorry? You killed my parents, destroyed my pack, and all you have to say is sorry? What for? Why did you lie to me? Why were you so cruel, you made sure there wasn’t even a safe place for me. I was hunted, Charles!" The apology was the last straw, I couldn't control my emotions anymore."Hunted? Kathleen, calm down, what-""It's over, Charles, I swear I'll make you pay for what you've done." I didn't give him any chance to explain, and I couldn't listen to anything he said anymore. I leapt from the bed.Charles tried to approach me and I instinctively took two steps back. In that moment, I didn't wa