Not Claimed Yet II Peter & Lilly's Story

Not Claimed Yet II Peter & Lilly's Story Three years later, Lilly's now only eight. Peter's pov. I walk into my bathroom turn my shower on. I don't even want to look at myself in the mirror. I don't even recognize the man I once was. My face looks beat the hell up. I'm covered in bruises and blood. I rip my clothes off, depositing them in the trash. I sank down and sit under the spray of the shower, not even scrubbing myself. I'm worn the hell out and so is my wolf. Day in and day out, it's much the same. I just want to wash the sweat and blood off my body. I mean I don't have any broken bones today. My mind quickly roams to Lilly. I know it all seems a waste to endure so much time without her yet yearning for the day she will become mine. Yet, my wolf reminds me daily one day she will be ready and she will want the mated bond we share. I'm glad I have him cause some days it's hard to go on. That Tanner is no joke. One tuff sum b***h. I pull myself to stand and start to begin scrubbing the blood away. Even if I never beat Tanner, at least I can stand tall, saying I gave my all. I get out grab my towel wrap it around my waist, leaving the darkened bathroom. I've removed all mirrors from this lonely ass place. Got fed up looking at what I come home as. Yeah, we heal fast, but I don't seem to heal lately with the intense damage I take on a daily basis. I rummage through the fridge to get a cold Budweiser and a sandwich Luna left for me. I do my best to avoid her. Every time she sees me she cries, then I cry and I hate her feeling like she needs to do something. I know what I signed up for. Getting where I need to be will be hard. I don't need sympathy. It won't help. I go into my room with my food and bottle and plop back against my headboard. After I eat, I grab my phone to check my messages. I don't take my phone. I've already replaced three. That's enough lessons. Immediately out of all the messages, I see one from my Lilly. Petey, I miss you! Call me soon best friend =) It's too late to call her now. I don't see her much cause she has a keen eye for any bruises and cuts. Then she asks a million questions and I loathe lying to her. How can she ever trust me someday with all the lies I have to tell her? My wolf though has to see her. It strengthens him to know we are enduring this for her. Our mate. Our one and only. I'm twenty though and it gets quite lonely. On my lunch break, I park on the opposite side of the street and watch her play at recess. F*cking a bonified stalker, right? It's not the best of idea though, young boys flirting with her, making my wolf's possessiveness spring forth. How about the time she got hurt by some little punk? About made it across the street before the teacher intervened. That would have blown my cover completely. Some days when I have the time, I park outside her piano lesson building and just listen. Just her presence nearby or anything she does is soothing for me completely. I just can't risk her sniffing me out or seeing me. The more I spend time around her, the less I want for anything more. My bond is constantly like an arrow to a compass pointing me in her direction. I send her a quick text back. I know my little Princess. I will try to call you tomorrow if I don't get in too late. Okay? Nite nite sweet dreams best friend. ;) I also shot my mother a text. She worries about my health cause I work so much with little time for anything else. She probably should be. Between her and Luna, they leave me dinner because sometimes, by the time I arrive home stores are closed or I'm too damn tired to give one damn about food. It's constant training. The Alpha still calls me boy. He can't even use my name. It bothers me, but I think I get it. He wants me to earn being one of the guys. Easier said than done. I'm smart, but taking down Tanner hasn't been a piece of cake. I haven't found his weakness yet. Maybe it's just wishful thinking I ever would. It's like the dude knows what move I'll try before I even attempt it. Then I have to train with the warriors. I'm not the best outta them either. So no confidence booster there. I am good with the weapons. I know which is what and what type of ammunition they require. What sucks is being b*tch boy. Having to clean every weapon someone utilizes. It's not above me, but I already have much on my daily tasks to complete. I follow Josh around throughout the day and tend to calls from pack members. We extended after the battle with Ryan so sometimes we get calls from out there and could be there for days on end. That still doesn't keep me from my two a days with Tanner. Alpha makes sure he's to tag along with us. Imagine that. I guess it wouldn't do me much good to not do two a days. Then how would I ever beat his a*s? Let me say once, I didn't wake to my alarm and Tanner was sure to wake me himself. Alpha, Tanner, Josh, and Luna have keys to my house. It's not been easy dealing with no privacy except the few hours I get to sleep. Yeah, I wake automatically now. No joke that ain't no way to wanna wake the hell up. Then the rest of your day is just miserable. I'd rather be able to try to defend myself. Tanner never lets up. That is why I look the way I do currently. I can't remember how many times he's broken my nose. Yet we fight through it. I have to take him in my human form, then in my wolf's. Right now I'm nowhere close. I can't count the broken ribs and hands or all the times he's dislocated my shoulder or legs. He's one scary mother f*cker, not to mention his voice sends the hairs on your neck to attention when he speaks. The worst part is I'm still seven years away from telling my mate she's mine. Not to mention ten years away from claiming her if she will even have me. This s**t plays tricks on my mind. Like she's my destined mate, but I don't have a s****l attraction to her. I mean she is only eight. Right now, she's more of a child I had whose mother's a b*tch and barely allows me to see her even though I love her above all else. That's what it's like, but in reality, she's not my child, but my mate. The one my wolf calls and yearns for. What I fight for on a daily basis. Also, more like her father, feels I'm unworthy of ever having her. He thinks I'm weak and pathetic. That I will be his daughter's downfall because I wouldn't be able to protect her from our enemies. Goddess, that hurts having your mate's father basically reject you on the spot. Always calling you a boy. Never seeing you as a good enough man. Mentally, it's tough. The wolf in me refuses to give up, so I don't give up in the process. I need her like the night needs the moon. I ask the Moon Goddess every damn day why Lilly for me? Am I worthy of her? Will I be? Why such an age gap? She never replies. It's a long time of yearning for her that nags at me daily. I want and need the woman she won't be for many years. I'm forced to wait or reject her. My wolf refuses to do that. I maybe thought it would be a good idea with all we endure but he threatened to abandon me and, at least, I know whom my mate is. Some wolves endure years of not knowing. This though... I've never heard of. I'm precisely thirteen years older than her. "But she's still my Lilly," I whisper out loud before dozing off to the only peace I get.