Paige stood strip naked in kendle's bathroom. She changed into one of kendle's shirts. It didn't take long before she emerged with the oversized clothes on. The length of the outerwear sleeves were a few centimeters longer than the tip of her finger nails that she needed help to fold it back, she paired it with one of his shorts.
Kendle stared at her without blinking at the image right in front of him, as the image had turn his clear grey eyes a few shades darker and his wolf purred in delight to it. "Come here..." He waved his hand, asking her to come forward.
Paige walked closer to him, afterwards, kendle helped her fold the sleeves neatly till it reached her elbows before pushing her back to scan his work. God! She was so cute. She was like a baby with the chubby cheeks and paws that he need so much control not to eat her up.
"You wanna call it a night and go to sleep, or...we could watch a movie?"
Paige raised her finger, "On one condition....my pick."
"Whatever it takes". He raised his hands in the air in surrender.
They sat on the sofa, legs crossed with a blanket over them and a bowl of chips and freshly brewed coffee for Paige. "What's it to be?" Kendle asked Paige.
"House of dragons, it's this new spin-off for Game of thrones". Paige said excitedly.
"Are you suppose to be watching that?" Kendle raised an eyebrow.
"You promised", Paige pouted her lips like w spoilt child.
"And am not going to break it". He really wasn't, a disappointed mate was not on his agenda. He put the on TV and placed the channel on HBO Max and selected her movie.
Paige was so hyped up about the movie that sometimes she'll squirmed out of nowhere, making it difficult to concentrate on the movie when she was performing her own theatrical outbursts. He watched her smile and giggled, and sometimes cover her face with her palm when they were showing something improper.
He might not be able to watch the movie but it was worth it just to see her happy and her performance would win an Oscar any day if it were up to him..
She took a sip from her second cup of coffee and used her lips to slowly dabbed her lips, making them glisten. She bit down on her moist, glistening, rosy lips trying to contain a smile. The image made his wolf want to resurface. It took so much restraint from him to calm his nerves and successful escape the room and I to the bathroom. She was too focused on her movie to notice he left.
He splashed cold water on his face and tried to get it together, it had never been this hard for him to control himself before. He glanced down to find his a huge bulge in his slacks. His little devil was standing at attention, he coy believe this girl could make him hard so easily, "she really is dangerous", he muttered under his breath. This stupid mate bond! He jerked off before leaving the bathroom and rejoining Paige.
Her face turned to him when she felt his presence in the room. "Where did you run off to?"
"The bathroom", he stated casually before he slumped in the couch and faced the TV, no more theatrical performance for him.They finished watching the whole eight episodes that was out late in the night.
"It's late, we should probably go to bed, we have an early day tomorrow", Kendle said. Paige wasn't up to see her mother. Today was already tragic enough without her having to add to it. She could go back to his drug room and pass the night high but this house was too big that she wasn't even sure which part she was, she could get lost again and wouldn't be to lucky to run it him again. She needed an excuse, and quick. Oh yeah! She remembered, "what's the Sparks from our touch?," You aren't the first person have touched so it isn't normal.
His mate has started to ask questions, and it was quick, questions that needed answers. He wasn't sure of what to do, should he reveal the truth to her or not. Fuck if! Every relationship is based on honesty.
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Kendle was conflicted, he didn't know what to choose. Should he let her know or was now not a good time. It will be probably best to wait for some time and see how things play out. "We'll talk about that later, I promise, but for now it's my turn to choose".
Kendle's was too boring for Paige that she ended up sleeping on his shoulder. She felt safe and in the right hands. And for the first time in a really long time, there was no nightmare.
The sounds of birds chirping echoed on the grey walls while the Ray's of the sun flooded into the bedroom and fell on the sleeping beauty.
Kendle sat in a chair by the window, close to the bed. He stared at his mates sleeping face and thought of the proximity they shared last night, it will be so hard for him to let his mate go.
He was dressed up and ready for the day. Kye, his gamma had even mind link him that they need to leave now, but he couldn't bring himself to wake her up, to disturb her peaceful sleep; the most peaceful she had had in a long time, he couldn't let her go. He had had a taste and now he wants more. He wants the whole of her for him. He needs her by his side, she was his peace, his home, he couldn't leave her.
Paige opened her eyes and closed it back instantly, she opened it slowly to adjust to the light in the room. She glanced around the room, this wasn't hers, she was still in Damon's. She scanned the room for him but he wasn't there but she saw a note on the table. Stretched her arm to take it and read it's content.
"Had something urgent to attend to. Dress up and go down to eat, I had the maids prepare something for you. You'll be going to the hideout today, I'll visit you soon..... Kendle"
She let the note fall to the floor and couldn't help but laugh at the memories from yesterday.
Do you ever get that feeling when you're sitting in your room alone, your thoughts wander, you're not crying but you feel sad and empty, replaying moments from you life and wandering where did it all go wrong? What she wouldn't give for everyday to be like yesterday. As some part of life or the other we all become memories for others. so make sure you'll be a good own. But at the same time the good memories hurt the most.
Memories are a dangerous thing. You turn them over and over. Until you know every touch and corner. But still you'll find an edge to cut you. Sometimes the person you'll take a bullet for is behind a gun. She only wishes that no one will end up with memories of her. There are memories that you're better off without. Things better lost forever.
Memories are like bullets. Some whiz by and only spook you. Others tear you open and leave you in pieces. Some warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart. It's better to have a lot of good ones so when the bad ones comes, you'll just think positive things. Not who betrayed you, who took you for granted, and what didn't work out.
And in the end all she had learned was how to be strong alone. She was raised to hustle like a man, because she was told to never depend on one. Thinking back on it, he probably knew this was going to happen sooner or later, it was inevitable. Because you cannot tame the spirit of someone who has trauma in their veins.
Maybe such things are bound to happen in life. Maybe that's it. Maybe some people are just bound to have it more than others. Maybe that just it. Maybe they eventually go numb; because you can't break a heart that's already broken. Maybe that's what happens after being hurt countless times. You can't break a girl whose already broken, a d you can't hurt a girl whose already dead inside. Maybe that's just the end for all fucked up girls looking for their own peace of mind. And then when her time comes to go to hell on a full scholarship, she gets asked on the way by an angel, "were you living or just existing?" And then she replies, "the moral of my story is that no matter how much we try, no matter how much we want it.... some stories just don't have an happily ever after". And countless other girls like her said the same thing on their way. Some of us were just put in this hell of a world to bear the pain, cause we are the only ones who can.
There are memories that does not erase..... forever does not make loss forgettable, only bearable, and we are here to show you just that, and make you appreciate you normal boring life, cause what we wouldn't give to have it.....