Chapter. 1

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Pax's POV

I walked out of my house just as my best friend pulls up in his solid red 1965 Ford truck . I rolled my eyes when I heard his music playing from the custom speakers. I walked out to where he was parked and opened the passenger door.

"I think my neighbors hate you." I say as I throw my book-bag in before climbing in myself.

"and I care why?" He asked sarcastically he pulls his sunglasses down his nose slightly

"Whatever you say... Anyway, Happy Birthday, Phelan." I practically yell as I throw my arms around his neck. Feeling a shock when I touch him, I quickly release him from my grasp and gave him a weird look. Not thinking of any of my spiritual lessons, I called him out. "Why did you shock me?"

"I didn't shock you, Pax. I swear." Phelan said with his hands up in surrender. After a few minutes he leaned his head back against the headrest and groaned. "Son Of A Bitch."

"What?" I asked totally confused.

"Nothing. Just hate my life right now."

"What's going on, Phel? You're starting to worry me."

"Leave it alone, Pax." Phelan said as he pulled into the school parking lot.

"Fine, Just ignore me. I get it, certain things can't be told to your best friend." I said as I got out with the truck as it was still moving. I guess being a witch has its perks. I made my way to the entrance of the High School. I could feel Phelan's presence behind me. "Get the fuck away from me, Phelan."

"Pax, Please... You need to listen to me." I turned quickly to face him looking into his dark blue eyes.

"Oh, so now you want to tell me." I said getting pissed off with him.

"Please, Pax. Can we talk about this later? I'll explain everything after school. It's something that can't be discussed here." He said grabbing my hands. I felt the shock again when he did. I stood there looking at him, trying to figure out what was going on. I know he's a werewolf, but... Oh My Goddess. I quickly released his warm hands. He has no idea that I know he's a werewolf, but I know what it means when the sparks are felt.

"I guess we both need to exchange information." I said as I turned and walked to my locker. I needed to clear my mind without him around. There's no way I'm his mate. A Witch can't be a Werewolf's mate, can they? This doesn't help that I've had a crush on him since last semester. Why me? I grabbed my class supplies from my locker, before making my way to my first hour... That I share and sit next to Phelan. I walked in and sat down in my seat. Phelan walked up to my desk and gave me a pleading look.

"Pax, Please don't be mad at me. I can't handle that."

"I'm not mad, Phel. I just have a lot to think about." I said with a sigh as I laid my head on my desk. "I just don't feel good right now."

"We could skip today. We could go down to the lake and clear our minds." He said as he crouched down in front of me.

"We'll get in trouble." I said in a hushed tone.

"Last time I checked, Your Dad was the principle. That means we can leave. If I remember correctly, He gave you permission to leave early at any time." I sat back in thought. Dad has given us permission, I have never used it.

"Alright, Let's go. We need to hurry. Class starts in 5 minutes." He nodded and reached out for my hand after grabbing my backpack. We left class and walked out to his truck. "TO THE LAKE!" He laughed at my enthusiasm.

"and I thought, I loved hanging out in the forest."

"It's relaxing. For some reason, I feel safe out there." I said with a sigh as I started to daydream. Somehow, Phelan ended up in my mind. We were standing in the woods holding hands as we watched the water slowly ripple past us. The sound of nature moving around us as we stand completely still. Pure joy in my eyes.

"We're here, Pax. Time to get out of that head of yours." Phel said with a laugh. I rolled my eyes and got out of the truck. I started walking down the path to the lake. I felt my hand being intertwined with Phelan's. I smile for a moment, before jerking my hand away. You can't do this. You can't get used to his touch. Once he knows the truth, he'll push you away. "Pax, what's wrong?"

"I need to tell you something." I said sitting on a rock by the water.

"Alright, you can tell me anything. You are my best friend." He stood in front of me almost to close

"Phelan, I know you're a Werewolf, but that isn't what I need to tell you. I'm a Witch... my whole family are Witches. I know you're not supposed to trust us, but Phel... I have no intention of hurting you or your pack. I just want to love you like the goddess intended for me to do." After my little spiel, Phelan stayed silent. He stared at me in disgust. Now you did it, Pax.

"Is this some kind of sick joke? If it is, it's not very funny." He said. I looked into his eyes. I saw the anger and the hurt. "I trusted you with everything. I let you into my house and my pack. Was it some trick to get into my secrets so you can take me and my pack down?" I felt my heart break. Did he really just say that? Did he not hear a word I had just said?

"Phelan, you have it all wrong... I love you, I would never hurt you. You're being hypocritical."

"You're the one wanting to take over my land." He yelled in my face. By this point, I was balling. I was fed up hearing the things he was blaming me with. I jumped off the rock.

"Fine, be like that, Phelan. I guess I wasted 7 years of my life trying to be your friend." I said walking to his truck and snatching up my backpack. I started walking home so I could get some clothes. I didn't want to be anywhere I wasn't wanted. By the sound of it, I wasn't welcome in this town.

A/N: Hello, I know I've basically abandoned my other stories (If you came from my other stories). I've been kind of working on a few of them, just having a hard time getting my thoughts down. So I started this one. Been working on it for a little bit. I've had some help from some close friends. I hope it doesn't sound too much like the other stories like this. *fingers crossed* Anyway, I hope you enjoyed.-JW

A/N#2: I know it's been awhile, Life keeps slapping me in the face. I'm actually, slowly, editing the current chapters. I'm excited to fix my work.-JW

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