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Chapter 12 – My Mate or My Foe

Tired of pacing out here and fearing a search party would soon be arranged I nudge Calius and turn back to my human form pulling on clothes, I take a feeble walk back to the pack house.

I head straight to Hailey’s room ignoring the weird gazes that cross my ways as long as they were just looks and no side comments.

I hear chuckling coming from her room, I’m Frozen in place must I have been mistakenly? Was the ache for something else?

“Oh I can’t wait” I hear Shyna’s voice echo with delight. I’m certain anything I find behind these doors isn’t going to be pretty.

I push the door opening seeing the messed up room and horrific faces of the two ladies stunned they had been caught.

Standing here looking at Riley I regret ever fucking her, what the fuck did i see in this bitch? She was nothing compared to Hailey, she was pale compared to Hailey’s beautiful features. Hailey was a sweetheart, a warrior, Riley was the daughter of the devil, a scared, irritating hoe watching her and the stunt she just pulled only grows my disgust, she’s pathetic!

HAILEY STEWARTS

I stepped into my room

“Huh that’s funny” I mutter it was dark, I never turn off the lights patting the wall by my right till I find the light switch with a click the room comes alive with a horrific mess staring back at me.

I’m stunned by the mess in front of me. My things were scattered around the floor in shreds. I crouch down picking up one of the torn fabric. The design I notice is from the new clothes I was given.

“Oh no!” I hurried to my cupboard, opening it the same as the floors and my bed, the piles of torn clothes, everything had been ruined into confetti except my old worn out ones but that was not the reason for me panicking.

I see the box but it is empty, dropping to my knees I scatter the shredded clothes on the ground and finally my tears drip as I see the necklace on the floor.

“No!” I cry sadly with shaking hands picking up the fragments of the green emerald now in pieces

It was the last gift my dad had given to me, the last thing of home I had left.

I kept it in my tiny box pushing it far back in the cupboard, my silent promise to find out the truth about the crown now that had been destroyed too.

Why was I born with a bad omen?

My Ill fate winning again.

It was no doubt Riley and Shyne’s doing, I hated them so goddamn much I usually don’t wish pain on a person but I hope right about now they’ll die and be wiped away from this world as I sob uncontrollably, I felt just as shattered as the emerald.

I had the worst luck. Why haven’t the cold arms of death not claimed me each and every day I begged secretly wishing as I lay my head to rest I won’t open them by the morrow, but it never happens, it never happens.

“Hailey…

“This is all your fault!” I screamed at him not giving a fuck bout the consequences.

“Don’t you dare take a step closer” I warned sternly, at this point I don’t have any ounce of respect left for this man, bluntly, with his mask of sympathy that wasn’t fooling anyone.

I was done with his tricks, his games and most of all his sick girlfriend, everything about him was toxic to me.

Ruining my life over and over again because he can’t keep his egoistic nature in check.

He didn’t listen, coming closer picking me off the ground, hitting him on his chest to let me go was just like hitting a wall it had no effect he didn’t budge or flinch.

Aiming for his jugular I hit him with force yakking at the impact, it was as strong as a bulls but his grip loosened around me giving the chance to escape as I stepped back.

“Okay I deserve that” he says touching his jaw.

No, that wasn’t what he deserved. If there’s any Justice he should be whipped over and over again till he passes out in pain, I stay mute letting the stream flow from my eyes.

“I’m just here to help”

“Help!” I laugh out loud ” haven’t you helped me enough” I say my voice hurts not believing what he just spat.

“Hailey… he steps closer and I step backwards he does again and I react the same.

“If you really want to help me you’ll leave me the fuck alone” I say sternly, speaking to deaf ears he walks in closer trying to step back I realized I was pinned to the wall having no other place to go.

He pulls me in his warm embrace having no strength in me to fight I let him, let this stupid man console me.

“You need to leave this goddamn room” his chest rumbles as he speaks and I don’t care as he walks towards the exit with me in his arms.

He leads me outside the room, my head buried in his chesty legs doing his bidding, I’m lying on his chest, his arms around me, my brain isn’t working, Helana is silent and the necklace in my grasp is cold, matching my numb heart.

“Climb up” I look away seeing a ladder heading up to the roof.

He must be out if he mind if he believes I was going to climb to the roof and stay with him.

I was about to decline but held the decision for a while. I wanted to be another person, pretending my pathetic life didn’t exist, even if it was just for a while the break would be nice.

Gripping the necklace still in my arms I climbed awkwardly up the metal ladder having Jaden help behind as he pushed me gently.

We get to the top, the sight breathtaking, the scene beautiful, the wind flowing soothing the ache in my chest a little as I stand gazing quietly, Jaden hugging me from behind, somehow his being here makes the pain bearable.

I love the way the stars adorn the sky, when I was younger I used to believe my parents were stars watching over me but with time I realized my silliness but it wouldn’t hurt believing they were, if they were I hope they know how much I love them, how much I miss them,how badly the world is treating their little girl and she stayed strong.

I wouldn’t mind being a star leaving this cruel world. Death won’t hurt but I had made a promise to my dad I wasn’t backing away now.

They were the only ones who genuinely cared about me. I held onto the necklace tighter , Jaden wasn’t a part of them. I’m still a bit confused about his intentions and he knows that I hate him but I’m glad that he’s here.

“I love them too,” Jaden says, with a sigh. ” Sometimes all I need to do is come here and let go watching the stars” I almost laugh at the hypocrisy of it. How could he possibly understand how I feel?

“Look” he points his fingers

“A Persian horse”

“I can’t see it” I say, not recognizing my voice with this weak one.

“Here” he pulls my hands sending sparks were he touched pointing just like his “I’ll show you”

Using both our hands to trace out the imaginary horse.

“Ha” I chuckle as I see its weird shape.

“I usually thought the stars were stupid like why you so goddamn finer than me” he pouts.

“Don’t flatter yourself” I scoff, smiling.

“You don’t think I’ll make a pretty star like that one over there” he points out a small one in a small orbital space with no star close to it like the others, it was isolated but still glowing.

“That’s you,” Jaden emphasizes.

The lonely part was true, but I was in no way pretty I look away as the ache in my chest overwhelms me I’ll never be pretty always be a pathetic slave.

I start to leave his arms but he doesn’t let me pull me back and hold him tighter.

“Hey I’m sure that star is wickedly jealous of you” he says genuinely and I laugh it off if I was so pretty why had he rejected me? Who in their right minds will want a life like mine. I won’t even wish my enemy my miserable life unless they were Riley and Shyna.

His expression darkens making me look away.

“It was pretty neat for a roof except the black soothe” I say trying to lighten the mood.

“Yeah, I made it happen, I come here a lot.” I look towards him as he runs through his hair nervously, Jaden Perry shy I never think I’ll ever see the day.

“Why?” I am curious to know what an Alpha is doing spending time on a roof.

“Well sometimes I need a break from everyone plus I got my own let’s say…. Bed-ish”

“Bed-ish? ” I asked, puzzled.


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