That was a strange request, Lucas asking that he wanted to see Vincent's grave. I mean, others would have wanted nothing to do with their partner's ex. But Vincent wasn't my ex. No ex was too insignificant to describe him; he was my mate.Well, Lucas is Lucas, so of course he would be different, and since he had asked nicely, I see no need to deny him. I was going to go there, so all the better."Would you give me a moment? Let me change into something more appropriate." I told him as I moved closer to the edge of the bed."Sure." He replied, and I came down and went into my closet. I looked around my full closet, which was almost overflowing with clothes, shoes, bags, and every other accessory.It wasn't colour-coded or anything, but it was practical. I ran my hands through the clothes that were on the hanger, looking for something to wear. My hands stopped at a blue dress, hiding behind my other clothes. I removed it and held it in front of my body.It has been a while since I have

I head back home, going straight to my room since I am still on free time. I wanted nothing more than to lie in bed. It was as if all the energy had been sucked out of me. I dumped my body unceremoniously on the bed, feeling all the weight of my day come crashing down on me. From today on, I was single and free, although technically not free since I still had a mate. But Lucas had said to wait until we found a way, and that is what I will do. But it wasn't every day that I would be strong, and today was one of those days. I discarded the "strong" image. I removed my dress and changed into something comfortable. I grabbed my iPad and went to the recliner. I was wearing an airpod, and indie blues was playing. I curled myself up on the recliner and picked up my iPad, replying to all the numerous emails I had left unread. A new email came from Jake asking me to check out something, and I quickly got to work on it. I passed my time that way. Occasionally, I would see teardrops on the sc

"Wait up." He yelled at my retreating figure, and I heard him stand up in a hurry, carrying his surfboard with him, and run to get to me. I increased my pace, throwing my long legs as far as possible. He caught up to me, panting; his whole face was red from the running, and his mouth was open, trying to catch his breath."You sure do walk fast; why did you leave so suddenly? We weren't through with talking." I looked at him, studying his features well. He was still young, probably fresh out of the hostel. It is a shame that humans are unable to resist our seduction. It is an innate behaviour in werewolves; they are generally more attractive than their human counterparts."I have somewhere to be, and I am running late." I replied, glancing at my wristwatch."Alright, I also have somewhere to be. Why don't I drop you off wherever you are going?" "A pretty lady like you shouldn't be walking.""I came with my car, so there will be no need for that." I gestured to my white Cadillac, letti

I laid on the bed, face down, as the tears were dripping from my eyes. My throat was so clogged that I couldn't swallow properly, and my chest felt heavy as if there were a weight on it. "Jaz?" Liam called from the sitting room, his voice shaking. He hadn't expected me to react like that, and he had always hated making people cry. "Did I do something wrong?" His voice was getting closer, until his scent finally filled the room. "I am sorry?" He apologised, the confusion heavily laced in his voice.He stood beside me, and I could imagine he was running his hands through his hair in frustration; he didn't know what he had done or how he could remedy it. I sniffed, trying to clean my eyes as much as I could before I answered him."It is fine; I am fine; I just want to be left alone." I explained, sitting up on the bed."I don't think so; you are clearly not fine. Did I do something wrong?" He asked, trying to thread carefully so as not to upset me. His weight pressed the bed down as he

And so we did. We had a good time talking about constellations, astrology, and other space related things. It was exhilarating to have a conversation with him; the tension that came with waiting for his message and the smile that grazed my face when he sent them were just everything. It wasn't hard to see the reasons why teenagers love wasting their time on idle chats. It was fun. These were things I never got to experience as a youth, and doing them now was fun. We have both discovered a mutual interest now, and it seems we were on the same page for the first time in my life. I woke up with groggy eyes, having spent most of the night with Lucas arguing about astronomy, but it was well worth the time. I lay on my bed for a moment, trying to compose myself, when my phone lit up with a notification as a ping went off, and on checking, it was a text from Jason. Womb sharer: I just arrived in Chicago, and I am with Liam. Everything seems okay for now. I think I made the right choice