Gage and I went to the diner to get some breakfast but I had such terrible butterflies in my stomach and my panic alert was up pretty high, so I didn’t get a whole lot to eat.
Gage noticed that I was nervous and shaking a little bit, but he didn’t say anything which I was grateful for.
And when we finished breakfast we headed to the packhouse.
I was trying to figure out why the twins were hanging around so much. I mean, we’ve always spent a lot of time together but it’s like they weren’t leaving me out of their sight now. It was really
strange.
But when we got to the packhouse I noticed that there were a few people hanging around so I sat in the living room with my school bag that I brought with me and I started doing my homework and studying for my classes at the coffee table while I was sitting on the floor because Gage had to go
to training.
Spencer walked into the packhouse and looked at where I was sitting and just glared at me
without saying anything. But Asher walked into the hallway behind him with a girl that was hanging off of him at the party the other night.
Asher looked over at me, and I instantly tried to hide the pain that must have been showing on my
face. And I looked back at my books.
I saw the girl with her hands all over Asher, but he didn’t seem to be talking or really interacting
with her as soon as he saw me.
wash I don’t know if he didn’t want to do it in front of me or what, but it looked like he was being. respectful, knowing how much it would hurt since we still had the mate bond.
And honestly, it did hurt me a lot more than I thought it would seeing him with another girl.
Would it hurt this much if we had rejected each other? Or if it would just be a tiny little sting.
There are so many ‘what ifs‘ that they were starting to drive me crazy. But I tried to concentrate on what I was doing and not pay attention to anyone else around me.
When I finished my school work, I packed it all up in my bag again and I headed outside to the field that wasn’t far from the packhouse, and I sat on the small hill that led to the field watching the warriors training. Which included Gage and Arlo.
When Gage finished he ran up and sat beside me on the hill and we were watching the other.
groups that were still training.
“Move into the packhouse.” Gage said, out of nowhere causing me to laugh.
“Where the hell did that come from?” I asked.
“Well, we love having you around. We all do. I think my parents even like you more than they like me
and Arlo.” He said.
“That’s only because I chose to go to college and not become a warrior.” I said.
“Exactly. We all love you. You should do it. We could stay up all night having movie nights and have
fun.” he said. But I scoffed at him.
“If I lived in the packhouse and was constantly distracted by you, I would be kicked out of college in a matter of months because I wouldn’t be able to get any work done.” I said.
“I promise that we will give you your space as well.” He smiled while wriggling his eyebrows.
For some reason I suddenly got the thought that Asher might have put him up to this. Asher wants. me to move into th
packhouse so he can keep an eye on me.
I don’t know why I thought that, but I was sure that was the reason, I don’t know why. But I wasn’t going to say that to Gage. Just in case he started asking me questions that I don’t want to answer.
“It’s not that simple. Do your parents know that you’re asking me this? The packhouse is full of secrets. It’s all Alpha secrets. No one else is allowed to know except the highest–ranking members of the pack. I mean, I know that my family is close and high–ranking in the pack, but we’re not that high up. Your parents aren’t gonna want me around where I might overhear something that I’m not meant to. I don’t want everyone in your house to have to watch what they say because I’m constantly there.” I said.
“My parents aren’t going to care. And they trust you. They know that you wouldn’t betray us.” Gage.
said.
“I–don’t think it’s a good idea. But thanks for the offer.” I said, shooting it down.
“Trinity…” Gage said, trying to keep it going. He was really trying to talk me into it. But I grabbed my bag and stood up.
“I have to go. Thanks for yesterday and last night. And for breakfast this morning. I’ll see you soon. “I said, walking away.
“Trinity!” Gage called out, but I didn’t turn around to look at him, and I know I would have gotten a few looks from other people who were training–especially Arlo, who seemed to be just as interested in my life over the last couple of days.
I don’t really know what has gotten into everyone lately, but I think things are becoming really weird
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around here. And if it doesn’t stop, things are only going to get so much worse for me. No one seems to realize that but me.
how could he? In his head, moving in is just… a
Gage doesn’t get it. Of course he doesn’t sleepover that never ends. A “better option” than home. But home isn’t home. It’s a cage with polite smiles painted on the bars. If I left, they’d find a way to get me back. If I stayed with him, they’d tear me apart.
I can feel his voice tugging at my back, all bright with hope, and I wish I could turn, tell him everything. But the words are heavy and jagged. He wouldn’t believe me. Or worse
And then what? No one can save me from this. Not without making it worse.
So I keep walking.
–
he would.
One step. Then another. Pretend my hands aren’t shaking. Pretend I don’t hear the echo of their rules in my skull. Pretend I’m not already rehearsing the excuses of why the twins have been hanging around for when I get home and my parents are waiting for me. Not that it would make a difference. They’ll still find a reason. They always do.
I heard footsteps approaching me from behind and I started walking a little faster, but Gage
grabbed my arm to stop me from walking and he turned me to face him.
He looked me straight in the eye, pain filled his whole expression. I knew that there was something that he needed to say but he didn’t know how to.
He wiped his hand over his face as he looked around briefly before looking at me again.
“Look Gage…” I said.
“I know what your parents are beating the crap out of you.” He blurted out.
I stood there, frozen, staring at him. My heart starts to race, my hands shaking, my breathing
coming out in ragged bursts.
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.
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