This chapter has already been uploaded but here it is again, the start is the same but it is completely new closer to the end and will help give more insight into why Theo ran away.
Theo's POV
I close my eyes in an attempt to savour any memories of her I have left. Her soft blonde hair, the way it frames her beautiful face. Those innocent blue eyes, eyes that could make me do just about anything. Her soft lips, how perfectly her hand fits in mine. Letting out a growl I punch my desk.
Closing my eyes once again as an image of my gorgeous mate forms in my head. Only she doesn't look happy, she looks sad, heartbroken even. My heart clenches at the thought of Isabelle in pain, until a tiny voice in my head reminds me.
I created that pain.
"Hey there big boy." I look up taken back by how close Brittany was. Her blonde her swirled down her back flawlessly, my eyes trail down to her lips those plush lips.
'Theo!' My wolf growls in my mind, 'we have a beautiful mate this slut is nothing.' I know he's right but everything about Brittany is just so, sexy.
Brittany cranes her neck slightly gently placing a hand on my chest, "where is this mysterious mate of yours?" She purrs into my ear her hands trailing down my chest.
"She's staying with Dexter." I say emotionlessly, even thinking about left a bad taste in my mouth. My mate, my one and only with my brother. I shiver.
"Shouldn't she be here, since you claim to be mates and all." My brain stops functioning as her hands reach my crotch, even through two layers of fabric her touch is amazing.
''That slut said 'claim' to be mates!' I can hear my wolf's protests in the back of my mind by block them out.
How can something so wrong feel this good. I wrap my arm around Brittany's waist but she pulls away, slowly un-doing the huge trench coat.
My eyes widen as her trench coat falls revealing what's underneath. I bite my lip.
'You have a mate a beautiful, beautiful mate.' My wolf growls in anger.
'My mate isn't here right now.' I reply dismissing the idea all together, Brittany is magnificent.
'Just because your mate isn't here, that gives you no right to do this Theodore!' But his voice is quiet as I block out my wolf.
Ever since Isabelle arrived she's barely let me touch her, what's so wrong with a little bit of touching. Guys have needs, I'm sure she'll understand.
I reach over rapping my arm around Brittany's waist and pull her closer. My lips poised to touch hers just as the door's flung open. I turn around to growl at whoever interrupted my moment but am instead met with sad blue eyes.
"Isabelle." I start my face coloured shock, "W-what are you doing here? I thought you w-were with Dexter?" I say moving towards her.
Instinctively I watch Isabelle back away,
"I w-was" she says shaking slightly. "B-but he told me to c-come back."
"O-oh." Is all I manage, I look down realising my arm is still rapped around Brittany. Instantly I release her turning my attention back onto Isabelle.
"I s-should go" she mumbles turning back to the door, every step she takes breaks my heart a little more.
"No Isabelle you don't have to go." I try taking another step towards the broken beauty.
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Runaway
Werewolf"YOU BITCH!" The words ring through my ears barely scraping my heart: when you're called by the same name so many times even it begins to lose its sting. I hug my knees to my chest rocking back and fourth, tomorrow I will be mated to our Alpha. I s...
