Jasper Hartford I gazed into the classroom through the small window in the door. The lesson should have finished a couple of minutes ago but Lizzy’s teacher was still droning on about something. Lizzy already had her bags packed and she looked as though she couldn’t wait to get out of there. Her legs were bouncing under the table and she was glancing around the room. She glanced towards the door as though she was contemplating sneaking out. When she saw me standing by the door she smiled. I don’t even think she knew she was smiling at me but it made me so happy to see that smile on her face. She seemed genuinely excited to see me. I was so busy staring into Lizzy’s eyes through the window that I didn’t even notice the teacher letting the class go. I did however, notice the sudden rush of students making their way to the door. I took a step back but kept my eyes on Lizzy as the rest of her classmates passed by. “Jasper,” One of Lizzy’s classmates said as she walked towards me. I co

Elizabeth Summers I felt awkward as I walked onto the sports field. I would have felt a lot better with Jasper by my side but I hadn’t seen him all afternoon. I didn’t realise I was getting so used to his constant presence until it wasn’t there any more. It felt like part of me was missing. Walking out here alone felt wrong, like I was invading his territory somehow. I glanced around, but I couldn’t see Jasper anywhere. The football players were standing around together at the edge of the field. All of them were there with the exception of Jasper. A few of the players’ mates were sitting nearby gossiping together on the bleachers. I froze. I couldn’t just walk over and sit with the other women. I didn’t even know them so it didn’t feel right sitting near them but on the other hand, I didn’t want to offend them by sitting on the other side of the bench. So instead I stayed frozen on the spot, unable to make myself move in any direction. “Liz,” Adam shouted. He had just noticed that

Jasper Hartford I am a wimp, pure and simple. I can’t bring myself to even think about going against Lizzy’s wishes so marking her without consent is completely out of the question. That has made things very difficult for me with my family. Both my mom and my dad are now pushing me to mark her and they aren’t being anything even close to subtle about it. Dinner last night was apparently just the start of it. This morning over breakfast my mom talked about nothing other than how amazing being marked made sex while Lizzy looked as though she was going to throw up into her cereal. In the end, I only managed to get her to stop by getting my father involved. I promised I would talk to Lizzy about the subject again as long as they gave us a little bit of space. My mom didn’t like the idea of leaving something so important in my hands so my dad almost had to drag her out of the room. “What is going on with your parents?” Lizzy asked. “I might have mentioned that I was struggling to keep

Elizabeth SummersJasper and I have gotten into a bit of a routine over the last couple of weeks. We would spend almost all of our time together. When we were at school we spent all our free periods and our lunches together. Even when we had to be apart, we were never very far away from each other. I watched his games, he watched over me in class and we hung around with each other’s friends. Then we spent our evenings together watching TV shows, kissing and exploring each other until we fell asleep in each other’s arms.He didn’t push me to take our relationship further or let him mark me. I could tell it was difficult for him and his wolf but he didn’t talk about it unless I specifically asked. He had even managed to persuade his parents not to mention him marking me when I was around. I was sure they still talked about it a lot behind my back or when they thought I wasn’t listening.They were upset over my reluctance and they only seemed to get more upset as time went on but I didn’t

Elizabeth SummersAfter getting rejected by Adam in front of most of our classmates Patti went to hide in one of the spare bedrooms upstairs. When I got there she was sitting on the daybed with her head in her hands. As I closed the door behind me her head shot up and I could see the tears trailing down her face. I sat down beside her on the daybed and gave her a warm smile.“Is there something wrong with me?” She asked in between sobs.“Not at all. This is his problem, not yours,” I objected. Patti gave a fake laugh and rolled her eyes at me. I always thought I was good at comforting my friends but apparently, I was doing a terrible job of it today.“How can it not be about me? He wouldn’t even go on one date with me to see if I was the one. He must find me repulsive,” she said, triggering another bout of sobbing.I put my hand on Patti’s arm in an attempt to comfort her. I could tell by the look on her face how much pain she was in. She had started to have strong feelings for Adam de