I decide make some coffee for us both and sit at the table, still not sure how to even work the oven, though managing to use the kettle just fine. It was a quicker boil and easy to use. I just hope that other things I’m going to learn are this easy. I’m not stupid, but I think that with everything I have to learn it will take some time to get used to.“What would you like with your pancakes?” Jamie asks me, turning his head away from the cooker for a second. “They’re nearly done.”I frown, not even knowing what does go on them. “What do you like on your pancakes?” I ask.“I usually have syrup or sugar.” He says with a smile.“I’ll have syrup please.” I decide, not sure that sugar would go with food very well.This is all so confusing Kayla, it’s like I’m a newborn cub.  I complain, despising the fact that mother kept me out of the l

I didn't realise how engrossed in the film I was until it finished, my mind completely distracted by the fictional characters, and I loved every second. The story was good and almost wholesome and I was glad when they fell in love at the end and he turned back into a man. It was beautiful.anton took out the disk and turned towards me, "do you want to get some lunch and then watch another?" He asks. "sure." I smile, deciding that I could eat lunch. "What should we watch next?"he leads the way out of the room, continuing to smile, "I don't know, maybe I will let you pick one." "but I don't know anything about them." I protest, not sure if he able to pick a good one. Anton laughs, shaking his head as we enter the kitchen. "That doesn't matter! It'll be interesting to see what you choose." He said. "I'll watch it either way." like Anton, he’s fun. Kayla chuckles

 The Next few days went by quickly, Jamie had bought me loads of clothes and accessories to go with them, I had everything to last me through winter and summer, a complete wardrobe of my own. I wish that I could have brought my clothes from the cabin, most of them I made myself, so they meant a lot to me. I know that  may seem silly, but I missed my life, Even though I had Jamie I wished that I could go back to how things were before mother was killed. I had loved growing up in that cabin, not knowing the dangers of the world. It was home, and it always would be. I guess that I was lost without my mothers guidance, I didn’t know how to cope with everything that was going on around me, and I certainly didn’t know the first thing about being a Luna to a pack. Especially seen as I had never seen a pack before I was taken. Jamie had decided that when I return from Dorian’s land it would be time to welcome me into the

The cup I was holding slips from my grasp and shatters on the concrete floor, my eyes locked onto Jamie in absolute terror. I didn’t want to go with Dorian, I didn’t want to be anywhere near him. But I knew that I didn’t have a choice, if I didn’t go Dorian would have the right to attack Jamie’s pack and kill anyone who stood between me and him, including Jamie. I just couldn't be responsible  for all the deaths I knew would happen if I refuse to go, Dorian would see it as a betrayal and kill everyone he could before taking me with him anyway. What was the point in fighting this? Their was nothing that I could do, nothing that I could say to make this better. it was like I was a prisoner all over again, I didn't have any control over my life or what happened to me and it made me sick. How could males treat female she-wolves like this? It wasn't fair! We should have some sort of rights too, we really sho

I wake up in the same room I ran from, my heart jumping into my Throat as I sat up and looked around, relieved when I didn't see Dorian anywhere. I climbed from the bed and walked toward the window, noticing the sun was beginning to set, how long had I been out for? I frowned when I noticed the bars across the glass, making it impossible to open the window or jump out, he had trapped me. I sigh, turning away from the window and walking towards the door, growling when I realised that was also locked. He had thrown me in the same room, probably to rot and I doubted he had any intention of taking me back to Jamie once the week was over, he wouldn't want me out of his sight. I feared that perhaps it would be much the same as before I escaped, locked in a room and unable to do anything. I'd hate if that was the case, so instead I bang on the door, shouting Dorian's name. I wasn't waiting long before I heard footsteps appr