Brielle’s POV After spending about two hours bonding with Zora, I was impressed by how much we had in common. Beneath all of that dyed hair and bubbly exterior, we were both people that enjoyed to do things on our own. She was also relatively new here which made me have some relevance to her. “Do you stay alone? I wish we met sooner really, because I stay alone and it’s so boring once I’m behind those four walls,” she said and then slurped down some more of her milk shake as her eyes eyed me with intensity. “No, I don’t. I have just one friend and we stay together, her name is Anya. Maybe you guys can meet some other time,” I told her and tried to see if I had anyone that was looking for a roommate in my head. But my circle was only so small, I eventually just gave up. “You would eventually find someone, I felt the same way when I moved here, I thought I would never fit in and find my way but here we are,” “Okay, that’s true, I’ll give it some time,” she agreed and then mo
Huxley’s POV “Huxley, are you sure you don’t want to come by? There would be girls from all races there,” Liam said as he sent me an exaggerated wink. “Is there something special about them?” I asked with cocked brows, allowing him to take away my attention from the document I was still working on. “Of course, banging a vampire is different from a witch and different from a human girl,” Liam said shamelessly. “You have had that much variety?” I had only been with one woman, Katie. We both had an arrangement that would help us keep our bodies and wolves satisfied without us developing feelings. Yet, she had gone ahead and done just that. I had ended things as soon as I discovered them. My heart belonged to only one person. The one person I wanted to hate as much as I wanted to love and even right now, the only reason why I was deciding to finish up work instead of going for a run before continuing at home was because of her scent that wafted into my office. That was a year a
Brielle’s POV I had barely gotten any sleep with the news that papa was sick but even with that, I got up quite early and dressed in one of the new outfits I had gotten with Anya. “Hey, you barely slept so I made you some pancakes and coffee,” she said as soon as I walked out of the room. “I heard you rolling all over and then standing up from the bed so many times,” she added before I could ask how she knew. It was hard to believe that Anya was human sometimes. She seemed so ‘unhuman’ if that was a word. “Thank you, I’ll be making a trip down to my hometown today, I need to see my papa and see if I could get any chances of saving him.” I told her as I coated one of the pancakes with syrup. “I know someone that might be able to treat him, she’s not a doctor, but she’s my aunt and she’s got some powers that she claims helps her to heal people,” Anya said with a soft smile. There was something in her gaze that I couldn’t understand. But if Ava was correct and dad was sufferin
BRIELLE's POV “Anya,” I called out as I entered the house, although I expected her to be at home, I could sense that there was someone inside the house. Moreover, the door had been left unlocked. “Anya?” I called out again, this time, my voice gave out my fear as it shook a little. Sometimes, we get used to things always going the wrong way and now my soul was mared deeply with fear. “Relax, it’s just me,” Giveon’s familiar voice rang out as he stepped out from my room. “What are you doing here?” I asked harshly, unable to feel any relief from knowing nothing was wrong. “That’s not a way to greet someone that’s here to help you,” Giveon said with dissatisfaction that had my brain swirling. “Help me? Why? With what?” Without processing anything, I asked as the the thoughts came to my head. “Helping you get back home, your papa is sick and needs help, so let’s go help him together,” Giveon said and then placed a traveling back that I wasn’t familiar with on the table. “I’m
GIVEON’s POV I had spent an hour traveling to Brielle’s pack and confirming that her papa was really sick. After all, despite how much she had talked about her ‘hometown’ to Anya, I was unwilling to believe they cared about her like I did. Not in three years had any of them tried to pay her a visit or check how she was doing. And so the moment Anya called me to tell me about her plans to travel, the first thing I did was confirm that it was no trap. After that, I had come back to help us pack, her papa’s wound was deadly and needed a highly skilled witch. Yet, the moment she came, I was met with her cold reception again. How baldly had she been hurt by being banished that she wouldn’t dare to trust me? But the moment I lashed out, I regretted it. I regretted showing her the side of me that wasn’t meant for her. The side of me that was meant for my enemies, our enemies. “I…I’m sorry,” Brielle said weakly, her voice soft and hoarse from me pressing down on her neck tigh
BRIELLE’s POV True to his words, Giveon gave me a little over an hour even after I was done eating. Since traveling with him was going to make up for the time I would have spent walking, I didn’t say a word. There was so much I was trying to process with my thoughts and with my heart. Usually, my wolf would have a better understanding but after years of shunning Roxy, in this moment that I needed her, she was dead to me. No matter how much I had called her to explain what was happening. Why had it felt like my soul had reached out with that of Giveon earlier? Did I have some mate that I had no idea about. It was all so frightening to me. After all, interracial relationships were shunned in our world. To be specific, wolves would not mate with anyone else, anyone that did that would have to face being rejected by their pack and being lone wolves for the rest of their lives. After all, the moon goddess had granted us mates because she wanted us to keep the bloodline between
BRIELLE’s POV Thankfully, Ava came out before we had gone too far. “It’s not that easy to leave without Nathan and Kayleb knowing anything” she explained and I nodded in understanding. Our first time meeting in three years… yet, neither of us could focus on the joy of reuniting as things were different. We were reuniting when papa was on the death bed. Thankfully, not long after, Giveon’s driver showed up. It was a different car this time and this one looked like it was more suitable for the rocky and steep terrain that our pack was located. My eyes shifted to Giveon who even though had been carrying papa for close to thirty minutes, his face had no hint of exhaustion or any sweat. All through today, I had seen how good he was at paying attention to details. As soon as he placed dad in the car back seat, he turned to Ava. “Stay in the middle with him in case of any emergency,” after that, he pulled me to the back seat while Ava sat with papa in the middle. To have a ca
BRIELLE’s POV I guess I had either been too worried or the moon goddess had heard my prayers as Ava walked towards me with pursed lips. “You look like you are already mourning him,” she said softly as she settled on the ground beside me. For the first time, I had a good look at her face. It was almost the same. Yet, I felt like I could see the growth that came from being a mother on her. Her body was a little bigger than I remembered but I guess maybe that came from growth or maybe the child birth, but child birth hardly left it’s mark on us shifters. “I don’t dare, I was just done threatening the moon goddess that she dares not take him away from me,” I said with a wry smile and watched as Ava burst into laughter. “You now go the unconventional way,” she said and then placed her hand on my leg. “I had to grow up,” I confessed, which I also took as a silent agreement. “You had no choice,” The mood became a little sour but it wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable which I was grat