Book 1 Chapter 6


    “Yeah, it was,‘ I reply and get out my phone, checking my notifications so he‘ll get the hint I don‘t want


    to talk about it.


    The rest of the car journey is silent and for the first time, I‘m grateful for that. Jayce asking me those


    questions has me digging up a past I‘d rather forget.


    ‘Thank you for driving me, I say as I get out of the car.


    I shut the door before he can potentially reply. I go inside and knock on Alpha Damien‘s door, I enter


    when he asks me to.


    “Hi, Alpha. It all went smoothly. Here‘s the contract.


    I ce the paper on his desk and he smiles at me.


    ‘Thanks, Myra, that‘s great. You should go home now, he offers and I feel relieved.


    ‘Are you sure?


    ‘Yes, of course! Have a good night and I‘ll see you tomorrow, he replies and I smile at him.


    ‘Thank you, Alpha, you too.


    Fifteen minutester, I‘m in my kitchen cooking dinner. My mind travels to Jayce as I stir the pasta, it


    seems he‘s all I think about


    It‘s really not good.


    It would be me to think about a guy that barely talks to me. He‘s so moody and brooding it drives me


    insane but it makes me so curious about him, he‘s so mysterious.


    After dinner, I decide to have a shower to rx. I stand underneath the powerful stream of hot water,


    allowing it to soothe my tense muscles. I slip on ‘a tank top and pajama shorts. I feel exhausted and it‘s


    not even 8 o‘clock. It‘s not like I‘m doing a physically taxing job either. Maybe I‘m just mentally tired? I


    don‘t know.


    | unlock one of the French double doors that leads out onto my balcony. The cool night air swirls


    around me as I step barefoot onto the paving stones. The sky looks amazing, a dark inky ck


    back against the wall of the house. To my right is the steep drop down to the garden. I don‘t know how


    people sneak down balconies in movies, I would never be able to, heights really aren‘t my thing.


    I run my hands through my wet hair, shivering as the wetness soaks through my top. I should probably


    go inside, but instead I sit and watch the huge expanse of forest in front of me. I look out at the trees


    that seem to go on for miles, the forest is iprehensiblyrge. For a moment, I allow myself to


    imagine what it must be like to shift into a wolf and run through the trees. To feel that free must be


    wonderful, my brother has no idea how lucky he is. I will never get to feel that way, to understand what


    is like to read another‘s mind, to be so strong.


    A part of me used to feel angry at the thought that I would never be like the rest of my family. My par


    ents never kept it a secret from me, I eagerly anticipated my brother‘s first shift as much as he did. I


    loved it at first, being able to brag that my brother was a wolf. Until it finally sunk in that I never was


    going to shift as well, I had always secretly hoped I would miraculously shift and surprise everyone.


    Although, I think what hurt me more than not shifting, was the idea that I would most likely never have a


    mate. I have grown up watching my parents madly in love, even now, it seems like they only met


    yester


    day. It was amazing growing up in a household so full of love, but at the same time, as my brother


    turned sixteen and could potentially meet his mate, it was a constant, painful reminder that I would


    probably never experience that kind of love. My poor brother is now twenty–four and has waited eight


    years for his mate, he puts on a fa?ade that he doesn‘t care, but I know deep down it kills him, he’s told


    me enough times when he‘s drunk. I honestly feel for him, at least I‘m not expecting a mate, Nate on


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    the other hand, he expected to meet her years ago.


    I look up at the bright white stars blinking above me and I silently wish for me to have a mate. It would


    be perfect. I have been forced to date other human males, I know when I get married, I will still have a


    part of me wondering whether we will work out or we‘re meant to be. I lean my head back against the


    wall and allow a single tear to fall.


    I quickly wipe my face and slip down off the wall onto the balcony. I nce over my shoulder onest


    time at the mass of trees behind the house before heading inside.