Gracelynn Paige is an 18 -year- girl who just moved from her small hometown of Charleston to the mysterious town of Shadow Creek, Vermont. As a life-long orphan her only wish is to find somewhere where she felt as if she belonged, to no longer feel...
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Sam's P.O.V
I should have been happy. I should have been happy to find my beautiful, perfect mate. I should have been happy that Ronnie hadn't scared her away, that in fact he was doing quite the opposite. I should have been happy how just in this short time of knowing each other she was already visibly changing my brother for the better. Never, before had I seen him like this, so in control. He was gentle with her, sweet even. It was funny seeing how nervous he got around her. The big bad wolf was like putty in his mate's hands, OUR MATE.
At first, I was more than fine with the fact that we were to share a mate, all, so of these years I had anticipated that outcome. So why was I so upset? Besides my one encounter with her I was forced to watch her fawn over Ronnie the entire day. I saw the blush that crept into her cheeks whenever he complimented her, I could hear even from far away how her heart pounded at the sight of him. I watched from the sidelines as they spent hour after hour together, getting to know each other, as Ronnie stole glances, as he made contact again and again with her skin.
I had thought that he had f*cked it up when he had asked her out in the coffee shop after hours of ogling at her. I laughed at how painfully obvious he had been. Sure, I was doing the same, but at a much greater distance, in a much more inconspicuous manner. When she had accepted his offer, I couldn't help but let me jaw drop. A part of me wished that he had screwed it up, I could have somehow gone in there to save the day, like I always did. I could have swept her off her feet. Looking at how they stared at each other killed me. At that moment I loathed him. I envied him.
He exited the coffee shop, going back on his bike, but not before waving back at our mate. She waved back and smiled her beautiful bright smile, watching him intently as he left. My hatred grew then, my jealousy ever consuming.
It only took him a moment to come back to where I was parked, still leaning against my truck. I tried to wipe away the feeling of betrayal, but I couldn't. I knew that he was her mate too, so I had no reason to feel the way I did, but I couldn't help it. How come she had run from me but is getting so cozy with my brother? To everyone else he had always been the more intimidating one, the unhinged one. But he was a completely different person with her. I could see even from afar the way that his eyes changed every so often, a hint that his wolf was threatening to break the surface. To my surprise he regained control every time, it only took him moments before he had suppressed his instincts.
A sick part of me wished that he would slip up, that he would scare her away. Regardless of what I had said, what I had thought before, I found myself wishing that she would only be mine, that I didn't have to share her. Looking at the two of them together, as if I didn't even exist made my wolf stir, and if I hadn't been wearing my dark aviators the entire town would see the animilistic change in my eyes. "This is going to be much harder than I thought."
He got off of his bike, approaching me with a sh*t eating grin on his face. There was an extra pep in his step as he drew nearer. I stuffed my hands in my pockets, my attempt at restraining the anger that was surging through me. He looked so happy, as I would be in the same situation. But it wasn't me. How badly I wanted to pop him in the mouth.
