Not a him (Editing)

chapter 24

*1 1/2 years later*

"My beautiful mate," Dexter said stroking my cheek.

Well at least thinking he is.

Its amazing what you can do with the power of one's senses.

Yeah, I looked it up.

He even thinks we "make love", as he puts it.

Fucking idiot.

"Yes asshole," but what he heard was,"yes babe?"

"We have guest coming so I need you to come home early from your run."

"Alright," I said getting ready for my run.

"Missing something," he said poking his cheek. I sent images and the feeling of me kissing him.

I ran into the forest, ready to set Piper free. She hasn't  been talking alot to me but she's still around.

'I miss him.'

'I do too.'
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I walked down the hall with a flattering black dress, that hugged my curves, and death traps called shoes.

Who the hell wears 6 in heels anyway.

I walk to the door of the conference room but stopped to look myself in the mirror.

My long purple hair was no longer purple and is know to my shoulders with a pure white color. I had put on more makeup then I used to. Usually I would stick to chapstick and mascara, now I wear lipstick, eyeliner, and mascara, not a huge change but a change.

Im not the lovable 16 year old girl I was. All that changed when he died.

I shook my thoughts and went inside.

I heard voices as I walked feather in the large room.

"...ate, Jozef."

"Can't wait to meet him."

"Im not a him," I said, intervening in the conversation.

My eyes went wide as I saw who it was that called me a him.

My sister's killer stood in front of me. And dipshit still didn't recognize me.

"Your an idiot."

He looked at me then at Dexter, but he just wore a smile.

"He cant hear you, only me. I see you got the pack. Do some shit like what you did to my pride and I'll find you and stab you in the neck with your own ribs, got it you little shit," I snarled.

"So, where is he."

"He will be here shortly."

I looked around in a confused way not knowing what was going on.

Thats when he walked in. He was gorgeous, with snow white hair and white eyes with a bluish tent. His body was buff and appealing in every way. Everything was perfect about him, and he was mine.

I stared at my mate walking closer to us with a stern look on his face. The same hard look I saw on his face the first time we met.

He's alive, he's really alive!

I could feel piper howl in joy at the sight of Nash.

He's changed so much. He's  almost...like me...

Wait what?

"Well im glade you could join," Dexter said not paying attention to who it was about to shake hands with.