As I run through the forest, I feel more like a wolf than ever. I feel like a lone wolf though. A wolf without a pack. A wolf without a purpose.I don't know where I'm going as I run. I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know what I think. So, I just continue to run. I just keep going and going.I continue on like this for a week or so. I just run through the woods, I hunt, and I don't think about anything. I give into my full wolf instincts. And I stay far away from the humans that I know will hurt me.I'm a lone wolf in every sense of the word. And I feel strong in this way. I feel like I'm in tune with who I am naturally. Yet I also feel like something is missing. I feel like I've left something behind in the human world, and I'm not too sure what that is.So, I keep running. I keep going until I don't know where I'm going anymore. Then, I finally stop. I think about what I want and I have no idea.Then, I realize what I want is a home when I see that cottage in the forest. It
EMILY’S POVI spent so much money at that witch’s shop that it’s ridiculous. I kind of feel like she scammed me, but at the end of the day I got what I wanted so I can't complain.In fact, I got even more than I could have imagined. As I stand in front of the mirror, I realize that everything has worked out even better than I dared hoped it would. But a second potion helped a little bit with that.I couldn't ever force Jim to love me. I didn't have to though. He already loved me before, so it didn't take much for him to love me again. Though the potion I slipped into his drinks every now and then helped too. It helped make his mind a little fuzzy. He didn't forget about Bria completely, but it did dull some of his feelings for her. And in dulling some of his feelings for her, the feelings he had for me felt even stronger. Or at least I hope they did.It seemed to work anyway. He did come back. He wanted to get back together with me if only to get over Bria. And I was more than
“I think I can help you,” Sylvia says after I tell her about my dilemma. “It sounds like Jim's girlfriend really had it out for you.”“She did,” I admit. “She really hates me. But she doesn't have to worry about that now because I've given him up. I can't be with a human.”“What if you don't really feel that way though?” Sylvia asks. “What if you only feel that way because you took something that made you feel that way? What if Emily is the reason why you feel that way?”“What do you mean?” I ask. “I don't think there is anything that can make me change my mind about a human. I hate them.”“But you didn't always hate them,” Sylvia reminds me. “You thought that particular human was your mate. “And not all werewolves hate humans. That’s just what a lot of them think. But that's because of a potion that has been passed down through generation to generation.”“What do you mean?” I ask. “Humans and werewolves just don't get along. They're two different species.”“There are differenc
“You have to go to him,” Sylvia insists. But it's not that easy. Not after what I've done.“What if he rejects me?” I ask. “My heart will break. What if it's too late? What if he won't love me?”“His heart has already been broken,” she reminds me. “It's not fair to him not to give him a choice. It's not fair to either of you for you to be away from each other.“You have to take this risk, no matter how scary it is. You have to at least try.”I know she's right, but I'm terrified. Facing his rejection would be one of the most painful things that could happen to me. But I did already break his heart. So, I need to be willing to take on the pain that I gave him. It would be selfish to act otherwise.“I'll go to him,” I decide. “I’ll go to him and I hope it's not too late.”JIM’S POVIt's too late. Something about this feels wrong, but I can't change my mind now. It's too late to figure out anything. Because here I am, at the altar with Emily.It's difficult because my brai
I try not to let the fear control me as I stand in front of Jim. I know everyone here thinks I'm crazy. I know they'll all be looking down upon me. But their opinions don't matter. What matters is him. What matters is us and the intense connection we share. I can only hope that he'll see the truth. I'm not sure how to get Jim to see the truth, but I hope he'll at least hear me out. I hope he'll at least give me a chance.“In the past, I didn't believe you,” Jim says. “I didn't listen to your side of the story. I listened to Emily instead and accepted her truth as infallible.“I'm not about to do that again. I want to hear what you have to say, Brea. I'm not sure I believe you quite yet. But I want to hear what you have to say.”“This is my wedding day,” Emily says. “How dare you come tramping it on my wedding day. I won't allow it. I have a say too.”“You're right,” Jim says. “You don't have to listen to any of this on your wedding day. I'm going to listen though. Bria, I want
I wanted something a little simple. Our love is so magical, so much already that I was fine with a small ceremony.Jim’s family was a little more insistent on something bigger though. Now that they’ve fully accepted us, they’ve whole heartedly embraced me in a way I never could’ve even imagined before. It’s everything I wanted in my in-laws.So, we’ve compromised in a way. I still get a wedding that is in nature, which was most important to me. I feel so grounded when I’m in nature. I feel so at peace. It’s where I’m meant to be.However, the location is beautiful and we’ve invited all of our friends and family. We’ve done everything we could to make it special.I look at myself in the mirror and I’m thrilled by what I see, which is a nice boost of confidence I haven’t been blessed with much in my life before. I feel beautiful in my white dress that’s a bit shorter than the traditional wedding dress, so I can walk across the forest floor easily.Silver and gold make the dress spar
I am excited as I head across the den to my alpha's cabin.Yesterday I turned eighteen. That means today, I will be assigned my mate.I could not be more ready to be married to Nathaniel.We are in love.We have been together since we were sixteen.I knock on the door."Come in," I hear alpha's voice from the other side.I open the door and slowly step inside the cabin.It is cozy inside. Warm. A fire glows.My alpha looks up from behind his wooden desk.He is in his human form.Gray hair. A bushy beard.I think of my Alpha like a grandfather.I trust him to do what's right.For me, for the pack."Good morning, Alpha," I greet."Good morning, Bria," he returns.He gestures for the chair opposite him. "Come sit. I have some news I'd like to share with you."I take a seat.He hands me a cup of warm tea."Firstly, let me congratulate you on turning eighteen," he says."Thank you, Alpha," I reply.I sip the tea he gave me."I suppose you already know why I have calle
I run home and burst through the door.I cannot believe what I have just heard.Father emerges from the kitchen.He looks at me expectantly.He is smiling.He is expecting me to announce my engagement to Nathaniel."How did it go?" he asks.I shake my head."I am not marrying Nathaniel," I blurt out.His mouth drops open. His face falls."What?" he says.I stare at the floor."He has arranged for me to marry someone else," I say angrily."Who?" he asks."Jeremiah.""There is no wolf called Jeremiah," he says, frowning."He is the Alpha of a neighboring pack.""What?" Father says, his eyes wide. His mouth is open. He is clearly shocked. "That's absurd.""I know.""But...but why?"I pause. I feel guilty. I know Father loves me. I know he loves Alpha. And I don't want to hurt him.A part of me wants to keep my mouth shut. To not talk about Alpha at all.But it is too late."Why would Alpha do such a thing?" he continues."He did not say," I say, miserably. "I did n