Everybody Has a Secret Complete

Chapter 11 Inner Battle

I stayed locked in our, no wait my room for hours after our little incident down at the water. With nothing to do but stare at the ceiling and every now and then look out the window. I started getting bored and thought I should go start a fight with Anthony just for fun but, then I felt as though it wasn’t worth my time speaking to that thing.

Knock. Knock.

I heard some shuffling of feet at the door. I could hear Anthony mumbling something to himself as he waited for my response.

Knock. Knock.

This time it was louder.  Should I just keep laying here on the bed or go and see what he has to say? Hmmm, decisions, decisions. Nah.

“Faith answer the door,” Anthony growled. I just kept laying there and laughing at him. I heard him starting to snarl. Oh I better get up before he tears the whole place up. With a sigh I swung my legs over the bed and shuffled to the door.

“What do you want now? Just go away,” I snapped. I heard Anthony sigh annoyed most likely.

“Look I’m sorry.”

“You’re always sorry Anthony. Is there ever a time when you’re not sorry or ever never regret anything that you’ve done? Because it seems to me that you are always making a rash decision or your doing whatever your grandma tells you to do like the little bitch you are,” I huffed. Okay maybe I went a little too far. My mother does say there’s no filter when it comes to my running mouth.

“Look who’s talking! You’re just as much of a bitch, as you say, as I am.”

“Yeah, I’m not going to deny it, but I’m a bitch in a different way than you are.” I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned my back against the door. We can go back and forth like this for hours on end I bet.

Never mind then. There was no response back. Just silence. Anthony always has a comeback. What’s up with him? Whatever. I began to walk back to the bed.

“You know,” I stopped to listen to him, he sounded so, so, so broken, “I don’t hate you. There is a reason to why I rejected you Fay and it’s not for the so called ‘obvious’ reasons your thinking of. I do care about you. It’s just everything is just so messed up now. I can’t take back what I said or did and I can say sorry a thousand times but it’ll never be good enough. You are my mate Fay and always will be even if you hate it or don’t want to admit that you feel something between us. Our bond is going to get stronger since we are going to spend a lot of time here together rather you like it or not. It’s inevitable, so you better just get used to the idea,” he whispered huskily.

If I wasn’t a wolf I wouldn’t have been able to hear his words and boy I wish I didn’t. For once I wished I was fully human. I clung to every single word that came out of his mouth just then. I don’t know. I just don’t know.

It’s not supposed to be this way. It’s all the bonds fault. I looked up at the ceiling exasperated. Why? Why did you have to put me with him? I asked the fates. Just why?

I laid there and waited, and waited, an waited until I finally heard Anthony’s even breathing and a snore here and there as he finally slept. I snuck out of the room through the hallway towards the living room. I peeked my head out around the corner to find Anthony sprawled on the couch dead asleep.

I tip toed silently back towards the bedroom and closed the door gently. Once the door was shut I perked my ears up for any sudden movements from Anthony, I dove to the floor for one of my bags. I opened it crazily thrashing my crap here and there until I came across the ‘magic mirror’ of sorts that Brona made me take to come into contact with her. She made me promise to contact her at least once a day during my stay here at Sovey.

“Brona,” I whispered harshly at the mirror. “Hello!”  I began to shake the mirror becoming frustrated that she wasn’t picking up my call.  

Finally her reflection took place of my own in the mirror, about time.

“Sorry ‘bout that Fay I was preoccupied with something at the moment,” she said out of breath. She was breathing hard and her hair was all disheveled. This could mean only one thing. Sex.

“Oh my god, did you just get done having sex?” Brona just smiled at me devilishly. Ew.

“Anyway dear let’s talk about your day,” she chuckled. I nodded while biting my lower lip.

“Brona I think…,” I drawled off. My stomach was turning and I felt almost guilty that I was letting Brona down. When I looked up back at her she stared at me quizzically. She nodded as if for me to finish what I was saying.

“That’s the thing Brona. I can’t think. Not while he’s around. I can’t follow through with our plans while our bond is starting to grow stronger.” I whimpered feeling like a failure.

“I was afraid this might happen. Now Faith listen to me and listen to me carefully. Do not let him get to you. Everything he is saying to you is a complete lie. All that crap that comes out of his mouth is lies. That’s what the Parcell men do. Do not let him charm you. He is no different from his grandfather. I know Anthony’s type all too well. Trust me on this.

I was Gordon’s mate and he tossed me aside like I was yesterday’s news for that Shirley of his. You just got to remember that’ll be you to when the both of you come back to the real world. Anthony will just go back to Cecilia, because that’s who he’s supposed to marry, not you.

Now suck it up and be a big girl. Just remember you’re nothing to Anthony but, his way to becoming full Alpha. Stay away and don’t make the same mistake I did,” Brona seethed. She hung up on me. I threw the small round gold encrusted mirror back into my bag.

Brona was right. The things she said and the tough love she showed me were the exact things I needed to get back into the original plan.

I will not be played and history won’t repeat itself this time.

After hanging up on Fay I returned back to my big silky bed. I crawled in alongside him. Crawling over I then straddled him. My blonde hair was falling wildly from my shoulders shielding my face slightly. He returned my smile with one of his own. Leaning down I brushed my soft lips onto his more so rough ones. He chuckled slightly making his chest rumble. I laughed along with him.

I pulled away sitting up straight now pushing my hair back. I stared into his blue green eyes loving how much control I had over him. I was going to miss him after he was to no use for my plans anymore. Him being so close with Gordon and his son he was a trusted source. What a good little doggy.

“Thymer, Thymer, Thymer…what am I going to do with you?”