Destiny

Chapter 8

“Is that what he told you?”

She looked confused for a minute. “Yes, he said he told you about him staying just a little longer and now you were not answering your phone.”

“He cheated and is staying with the woman he cheated on me with mom.” I said without emotion.

She wrapped her arms around me. “Oh honey, I am so sorry.”

“It’s almost a relief. I mean I have been waiting for this to happen and now that it has, I can move on.”

“But if he is your mate you can work it out.”

“I don’t know if I can.”

“You have all of us to help you to get through this together, no matter what you decide.”

“Mom, I applied to the art program and if I get in I want to go. I would leave right after my birthday.”

“I don’t know honey.”

“Mom, I need this….I can’t stay here. Everything reminds me of him.”

I could tell she was deep in thought. “Fine, I will make it happen. If you get in.”

I jumped up and wrapped my arms around her.

“Thank you Mom.”

“You’re Welcome. Now, how does some shopping sound? You have grown out of all of your clothes and squeezing into your sports bra’s have to be killing you.”

I had been so focused on school and art that I didn’t realize how much my body had changed.

I had grown 2 inches and I went from an A cup to a C cup. My body has curves now but a lot of muscle to go with it. I stood in front of the mirror in the bikini I had picked out and it dawned on me I was no longer a little girl.

I was only 3 months away from being 16 and as I stood looking at myself I realized that I was beautiful.

If Chase didn’t want me, another man would and I would be fine. Or so I kept telling myself.

Chase’s POV

I sat in front of my Mac trying to figure out what just happened. I called her back 17 times before I finally called her Mom.

I lied and told Luna Jaclyn that Lillie was upset because I was staying longer, but I knew that was a lie.

I stood up and turned and saw Brooklyn smiling. “I told you we would be better together. She acted like the child she is.”

“Are you kidding me?”

“Come on Chase…You could be the Alpha. Don’t you want to be my Alpha?”

She said as her hand trailed over my chest.

“Let me make this clear, Brooklyn. There is no us. I don’t want to be your Alpha or boyfriend or even your friend. Stay away from me.”

I turned and walked out of the Cafe and made my way to the airfield. Maybe she just needs sometime to cool down.

Yeah that’s it. She needs time and she will forgive me and we can move forward.

As soon was I was back at Gram’s house, I made my way inside and made her dinner.

“Hey Gram. I hope you are hungry.”

“Thank you Chase. I am so lucky to have you. I don’t know what I would do without you.”

I smiled and helped her to the table to have dinner with her and then helped her back to bed.

The next two months went by quickly. I couldn’t wait to talk to Lillie. I am sure she will be calmed down by now.

I wanted to tell her that I had not spoken to Brooklyn since the cafe. In fact, the only people I talk to now are my grandparents, Gram and the pack doctor really.

I spent my 19th birthday with Gram and my grandparents, telling them all about Lillian.

As soon as I was in the cafe, I called her. Over and over, but she didn’t answer. I could feel myself starting to panic. I tried to call Kingston and he didn’t answer. Of course she would tell him and I bet he was pissed at me.

But he could never be as pissed as I am at myself. I broke her trust and I would spend the rest of my life making it up to her.

I finally tried to call Luna Jaclyn.

“Hello.”

“Hi Luna.”

“Hello Chase. How can I help you?”

“I have been trying to call Lillian and she isn’t answering my calls.”

“She doesn’t want to talk to you, Chase.”

“I really messed up, didn’t I?”

“You could say that.”

“What do I do?”

“I don’t know what to tell you on that one, Chase. You know I love you like you are one of my own, but I don’t know how to help.”

“Can you please tell her I called and I love her?”

“I will.”

“Thank You.”

I hung up the phone feeling destroyed. Apollo had barely talked to me since I kissed Brooklyn. He wouldn’t only make an appearance when he wanted to run and then he would shut me out again.

I felt myself spiraling into depression and I knew the only way out was in Lillian’s arms.

Lillian’s POV

Anger consumed me for the next month. I painted more and I worked out harder. I started to wonder if I would ever feel happy again. That was until I received an email saying I had been selected for the art program.

I was so excited I couldn’t think straight. I ran straight to my Mom. She was sitting at the table drinking coffee with my Dad.

“I got in.”

“Where?” My Dad asked, confused.

“To the art program.”

“You’re not going.”