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“I cannot be with either of you. And definitely not with both. This is too great a responsibility, guys. You are forgetting one very important aspect of our situation. I am not a werewolf. I am human. How can I be with either of you? It’s… weird. It’s like if I decide to marry a dog.”
Now neither of them smiled.
“So you’re saying you reject us both?” Zane raised a brow. “I thought you’d choose me.”
“Why would she choose you?” Blake scoffed. “You and your friends-“
“Enough,” I sighed. “Both of you. I am a human, and I would like to spend the rest of my life with a human. Someone who loves me for the person I am. Not because some supernatural voodoo bond tells them to like me. Unfortunately for you guys, I do not believe in fate,” I announced.
“Bullshit, Lia,” said Zane, crossing his arms. “You have to believe in fate. You’re lying.”
“Zane, I believe in choices shaping your fate,” I stated. “Listen to my heart beat. Tell me if I’m lying. I believe that I should be with a human. I should choose who I love, and who loves me back. I should be able to choose who I want to be with. No magical bond can decide that for me.”
“It’s the will of the Goddess, Lia. Don’t say stuff like that. It’s all divine decree,” Blake scolded.
“I don’t care,” I snapped. “I do not bow to the moon, alright? I do not believe in any of this. And I need you both to stay at an arm’s length from me. I don’t want this magic messing with my brain. Both of you have been using magic to grow closer to me. To make me feel comfortable, to touch me. How could you do that?”
“We didn’t do anything, Lia. It happened on its own. We don’t have a choice here either,” Zane said.
“Of course you don’t, Zane. Because until you did, you wouldn’t. even glance at me.”
“That’s not true, Lia,” Zane sighed.
“It is,” Blake said. “You let her get bullied until you found out who she was.”
“And you recognised me the second you saw me, so none of what you did for me was with pure intentions either.” I ran a hand through my hair, turning away from them both. My throat was burning now, and tears pricked my vision. “I guess I was so unwanted, that God decided to add this twist so someone would take an interest in me. He has to force you to want me with a magic bond,” I whispered.
“It isn’t like that,” Blake tried, taking my arms.
“Don’t,” I snapped, moving away from him. I glared at them both. “Stay away from me, both of you. Please. I need time to register everything that has happened. And I cannot miss more of school. So will you please let me remain in campus but keep away from me?”
“Okay,” Zane agreed first after a moment of silence. “Take your time, love.”
“She’s not your love,” Blake muttered. “You can do what you want, Lia. We won’t bother you.”
I took a deep breath and nodded. “Thank you.”
With that, I turned around and walked away from them, tears starting to roll down my cheeks.
How could I even think that boys like Zane Adams and Blake Walker really wanted me? That they wanted me for who I was, and what I looked like? I sniffed, my heart aching in my chest. What had I been thrown into? And how was this ever supposed to work? If both of them were territorial and possessive about me, how was I supposed to navigate this… love triangle? How did I even get caught in one?
I made my way to the library and sat down, burying my face in my hands.
I had to find a way. I had to find a way to get them to leave me alone. I didn’t know how as yet, but I would soon. There was no problem that couldn’t be solved. No error that couldn’t be fixed. I wasn’t a stupid girl. I was smart, I was Lia Snow. If there was anyone who could get out of this, it was me. Zane Adams and Blake Walker were going to hate me. I would make sure of it.
-BLAKE’S POV-
I didn’t know what to do.
When I dreamt about her, about this town, I thought fate was completely on my side, leading me to my fated mate, so we could live happily ever after. I never expected the Goddess to throw me a curve ball like this. To have my mate be someone else’s too, and for her to be so forgiving and oblivious in nature that she was letting a jerk like Zane Adams distract her from me.
When I showed up in town, I thought that my route was clear: Save the girl from her werewolf bullies, create a dangerous situation and save her from it, revealing my true nature to her, and then tell her the truth. It was a simple plan; long, definitely, but quite simple. However Zane Adams decided to turn sixteen the same day she did, and fate decided that I should share my mate with another, ruining everything.
When I first smelled him on her, I wanted to rip his head off. It was on her birthday, and I’d almost lost my mind. But I quickly calmed myself down, reminding myself that I couldn’t show her the truth this way. She would be terrified of me. And logically speaking, she would definitely choose me, not him. After all, he and his friends had bullied her for years.
Who would have thought that Lia Snow would ignore all of that? That she’d forgive him, she’d start to trust him and get excited every time he’d get close enough. I wanted to do the same things to her. I wanted to romance her every chance I’d get, and yet, I didn’t. Because in spite of everything he did to her, and despite everything I did for her, she somehow displayed more trust for him than me. When I got too close, she tensed up, and not in a good way. Whilst with him, she looked dazed and lost in his eves.
“Oh well,” Zane muttered, as we watched Lia storm away. “That didn’t go too well.”
“Could’ve been worse,” I said.
“Yeah, true.”
Zane glanced at me, then yawned. “You know, you had a good plan, Blake.”
“What plan?” I rolled my eyes. No one had ever managed to get on my nerves more than this guy did.
“Get her attacked by a werewolf and then sweep in to save her. Too bad, it didn’t work the way you wanted.”
How could he know?
I quickly focused on staying calm, because my reaction would expose me to him further.
“You think I arranged that?” I said incredulously. “Why would I ever put her in danger? Why would I want to expose myself to her like this?”
“So that you could look like her hero.” He chuckled. “Just like you did when my Hounds were bullying her.”
“Except, you saved her, not me. So you’re the one who looked like the hero, Zane, not me. You didn’t even fully transform. You stayed in your human form during the fight so she could clearly see it was you.”
“I didn’t transform because there wasn’t time to. Your hired wolf was going to hurt her.”
“I didn’t hire him,” I snapped, clenching my jaw. “If this was all my plan, why wouldn’t I be the one to save her?”
“Because you got separated, Walker. Otherwise, it would’ve been you. I didn’t attack him to become the hero, I attacked him to protect her. Because I will always protect her, no matter what.”
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.
“Look, Zane. You have no proof of your baseless claims. If you want, you can go ahead and tell her. She’s not gonna believe you, especially not that she knows we’re both competing for her heart.”
Zane smiled, and stepped closer to me, his aura threatening. “I am not going to tell her anything, because I do not have the heart to do that. You know why? Because it’s gonna break hers when she finds out that the person she repeatedly and tirelessly claims is her friend, would actually put her in harm’s way for attention.”
Guilt tugged at my heart.
“Then what was the point of this conversation?” I asked, matching his stare.
Zane’s eyes went black. “Keep your paws off of her. And if you dare to put her in any kind of danger ever again, I will rip your head off.”
With that, he walked away, bumping his shoulder against mine.
I suppressed a growl, taking deep breaths to calm my anger. I couldn’t lose my cool again. Not in school, not when I was anywhere near to her.
-ZANE’S POV-
I didn’t know why I deserved this.
Why, out of the millions of werewolves on this earth, I had to end up sharing a mate.
Lia Snow was unexpected, someone I hadn’t ever considered or seen in that light before. Why would I? It was never about who she was or how she dressed or what she looked like. There was one simple reason: She was human. I didn’t think I would end up mated to one of them, let alone to someone I knew so closely. Someone my friends bullied for so long.
She was my birthday twin. I didn’t know why I ignored such an important detail. If that didn’t scream ‘soulmates’, I didn’t know what would. But how could I have guessed? She was just a classmate-a human girl at school. Sure, she was always beautiful, and contrary to what everyone believed, I had always known that. The first time I’d noticed the shade of her eyes was back when we were six. When she was crying after Warner spoilt her dress. The white of her eyes had turned slightly pink from crying, and I’d observed how the brown stood out.
When we grew older, it rained one day when we were leaving school. Her white shirt had clung to her body, showing off the curves she kept hidden under her loose clothes. I’d seen her, noticed the way she shivered from the cold. I’d thought of giving her my jacket, but it was uncharacteristic of me to do that. I was a werewolf posing as a human, and there was a certain image I had to maintain. One of a bad boy, a cold hearted introvert. Why would that guy offer a girl his jacket?
I first noticed how forgeous her hair was when Ajax was threatening to set fire to it. I’d stopped him, without her realising that I’d intervened. And she didn’t need to know. Her hair was dark, thick and long, the kind that reminded you of princesses. She kept it in a bun, a braid or a ponytail, never letting it loose. But I’d noticed anyway, even if I never said it out loud.
I hadn’t come up with a picture album all of a sudden. I didn’t sit and search for her pictures in every year book or event album. Every time I’d go through those, my mind took a silent note of her. I never said it, never marked the page or pointed her out to anyone else. But I would always know where she was, what she looked like, and what she was doing in the photograph. So when she said she was invisible to me, it took me very little time to find all those photos of her. It took long to compile them all together, but finding the images was no big deal.
And yet, I couldn’t tell her all of this because it wouldn’t matter. Because maybe I remembered it all wrong. Maybe the excuses I was giving myself were false. Maybe I’d been taking pleasure in her bullying, just like everyone else. Maybe I too enjoyed it when she yelled and cried and squirmed. Maybe I was a jerk to her too, but now that I knew she was my mate, my mind was trying to convince me that I really deserved her.
There were a thousand moments in the last ten years where Lia had needed me. There were moments she’d shivered at the sight of me, and I did nothing to reassure her. I did nothing to calm her down. There were instances she’d glanced at me for help, but I had looked away. The truth was always black and white. I had never protected her even when I could, not until I found out who she really was.
And why would she trust me then?
I growled and punched the tree, causing the trunk to break in half. We were in a park behind our school, since Lia had told me to get lost and not to approach her.
“Zane,” Sheila scolded me, scowling. “You’re leaving around signs.”
“So what?” I snapped, glaring at her.
“Relax, man,” Aaron said at once, stepping between us, blocking my view of her.
Now that was a good mate. He protected Sheila no matter what. In every single situation. Not like me, who ignored Lia for ten years.
“I am relaxed,” I stated.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, frowning. “You look very tense.”
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“My mate has two mates, that’s what’s wrong.”
“You’ve known that for a while, bro,” Ajax pointed out. “You were pretty chill until now.”
“I was never chill, Ajax.”
“Okay, but you weren’t this worried. She’s gonna choose you.”