It's funny how sometimes when you least expect it, fear comes and bites you in your bum. Most of the times you escape it, and the other times... Well you deal.

I couldn't help but think about the hopeless countless amount of ways I could 'deal' with my fears. Especially when Bryce stood in front of me looking like he could announce a blood bath any minute now. There was no doubt that he had read the text message, his expression said it all.

I was just slightly nervous on how he would react to me on deleting it like I had something to hide. I didn't. I suppose I was trying to be a coward, things were going so well tonight and I didn't want anything to ruin it. I thought removing it would get rid of it... It was only later, looking at a livid Bryce did I know how foolish that was. Fear would always come and bite me in my arse. There was no running here. I was cornered.

"Why did you delete it?"

Nervously, I turned towards the still oblivious Evangeline who kept giggling at something Harry said, and the two boys who seemed to be faking not paying attention. I knew they were listening. Their tense stances said so.

Feeling a little better, I looked at Bryce again and moved towards him wrapping my arms around his waist.

"I just thought it was a case of a wrong number. The sender was a private number as well."

I watched as he eyes narrowed and he reached out his hands, expectantly, I placed my phone on his open palm.

Bryce's frown deepened as he went through my phone, with a mad growl he handed me back my cell and slipped his hand around my waist, steering my towards the now awkwardly silent Roman and Matthew, and a still oblivious Evangeline.

"Now I want to promise you something" Bryce whispered, his arms sliding around me as he pulled me on his lap. "When I find whoever that is, I will break his hands, one by one, and then, I will rip his head off. The whole fucking world needs to know that you belong to the king. You belong to me." His breath fanned the side of my neck, and I could tell he was trying his hardest to control himself. Gulping down nervously, I could do nothing but shudder at how fierce he sounded, and nod.

***

"That was so much fun!" Evangeline chirped up, yawning just as she finished making her drag her 'fun' in a funny way.

"Sure was" I mumbled lovingly, holding her against me as she rested her head against my chest. It was funny really. How we were seated. I was still in Bryce's lap, his arms possessively around me while Evangeline had crawled on my lap an hour into the movie. So it was really just Evangeline on me, while I on Bryce. He didn't seem to mind though, which made me question his strength the whole more.

"Did you see how Neville stood up to them! Neville's bwave! Even Dumbly thinks so!"

My eyes glided to Matthew when he returned from the kitchen dusting his hands on his pants as he walked towards us, he smiled at a shrinking Evangeline and held out both his hands. "Come on bug, we need to get you to your mum before she starts hunting for our head"

Roman nodded beside him, but chuckled when Evangeline moved towards towards Matthew reluctantly, all the while looking at me with pleading eyes.

"Go on, Emily must be worried Eva" I smile softly at her, leaning forward to place a kiss on her cheeks before Matthew picked her up and straightened.

"Night Thi" Rome reached down to hug me but stopped at Bryce's warning growl. His eyes widened and he moved back. His head down. "Yes Alpha. I apologize."

I frowned. Then turned towards Bryce. "Stop it," I muttered, and reaching out a hand towards Roman hands pulled him down and into a brief hug. I knew I was pushing it, but Roman meant me no harm and I really was not in the mood to go with Bryce's Possessiveness.

I felt Roman stiffen into the hug again , before he quickly pulled away again, his head facing down. His head still down, he quickly moved towards the door and out, followed by a blank faced Matthew and an already sleeping Eva.

"What was that about?" I hissed, turning around to face Bryce.

The next thing that happened was a blur, one second I was on Bryce's lap, twisting my head glaring at him and the next I was pressed against the sofa, Bryce's large form looming over me.

"You know exactly what it was!" Bryce hissed, his steely eyes as he leaned in closer.

I gulped down down nervously and immediately Bryce's eyes followed the motion. His nose dipping down against the softness of my neck.

"You make me want to mark you so badly. I'm fucking going crazy because of it! Tell me. What am I fucking suppose to do when all you do is tempt me?"

My breath hitched in my throat as Bryce nipped at my neck, planting a soft kiss on the heated skin as he let the skin go. "Mark me"

He stilled. And pulled away, looking at me with surprise. I felt myself turn deep red and switched to look at his T-shirt.

"You know I-" he groaned, his lips now pressing kisses on my collarbone.

"-cant till we make love. I know. Still. Mark me"

I heard as Bryce's breath hitched in his throat and he leaned back, looking at me with hooded eyes.

He stayed that way for a minute or two, when I finally mustered enough courage and looked at him. I watched fascinated as his eyes darkened, but he didn't lean in.

Lean forward Theia... And just do it! You know you want to!

I would lie to myself if I said I didn't want him, I'd lie if I said I didn't want this god of a man to take me because heck, I did and just when a tiny bit of shyness in me shed down because of need... I leaned forward, myself, and caught his lips with mine.

My hands trailed down his shirt as he nibbled down on my lips. I tugged on his shirt and with another quick movement he had his shirt off and his lips on mine again.

The sound of fabric rip flared around the room before warm, soft lips descended upon my breast, his moist tongue laved the tight bud while twirling it's twin with his hand. Everything seemed hazy, everything except the feel of him doing things I had only read about in books, to me.

He pushed me against the sofa again as his hard thickness rubbed between my thighs, I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him closer. A sharp pain shot across my lower back and I jerked forward, pushing against his increasing length again, he stifled a groan but I couldn't help but wince at the feeling of something sharp pressing against my back. It had to go.

Bryce pressed his lips on mine again.

"Bryce... wait!" I gasped, disentangling my lips from his. The pain of the sharp object increasing slightly as my back pressed against the sofa harder.

"Im sorry-fuck! " Bryce growled as he shot backwards, his back colliding with the concrete walls far across the room. I stared wide eyed at the fast breathing, dark eyed Bryce. The angry dent in his pants almost too large to concentrate on how broken and angry he looked.

I reached down and pulled out a small earring. Almost immediately smiling as I realized who it belonged to. I moved to show it to Bryce, a sheepish grin on my face. But that faded when I realized there was no one in my room except me anymore.

Bryce was gone.

What the hell?

The grin gone and a frown replacing it, I reached out for my cell, quickly dialing Bryce's number.

He picked up on the fourth ring.

"Hello!?" I couldn't help but quiver as my voice broke and I managed to stifle a sob. Why did he leave?

"Theia"

Gone was the soft tone of his voice. Instead It almost held a steely edge, as if guarded and withheld. I couldn't help but get angrier by the minute. I was so sick of crying and trying to make him realize that I was here, that I was not going away and I wanted to give him everything I could. But he always made this hard! He never gave.

"Why did you go?" I muttered back, although my tone was bland I knew it was pretty apparent that I was crying. Heck I knew I was, but that didn't mean I was any less angrier. I wanted to punch Bryce until he stopped hurting me.

In the distant the tower clock chimed and I looked towards the closed glass balcony door. The almost full moon illuminating the night, the city shining like stars dusting the ground. Red, yellow, blues.

"I'm not going to let you have pity sex with me."

That's it!

"What the hell makes you think I would ever give myself to you without wanting the same thing you do? God Bryce how can you be so dense sometimes! I hesitated the first time we talked about this because I was scared! It was going to be my first time! For gods sake! And then you went around acting like you're doing the right thing trying to push me away and all that crap. How hard is it to see that maybe the girl wants you too? How hard is it to just admit that maybe you should just give in to what you need. But no! You always run and push me away! Why dammit!?"

There was a long silence from the other side of the line, and I almost rushed out to start searching for his room when he replied. "You hesitated. I told you. We won't mate until you're absolutely sure. Go to bed Theia. Goodnight."

I stared at the phone, mouth gaping as the line went dead. How could he do this? How could he be a king and be such an idiot? Did alphas lose brain cells when it came to mating?

Anger bubbled in my again as I turned towards my bed, my fingers dialing on Bryce's number again. I placed my phone against my ear.

The number you are trying to reach may be switched off.

"Fuck!" I let the phone bounce against the bed as I fell backwards, slamming into it.

"Why did I have to get the most complicated Alpha King! Why couldn't I just bloody well get Scott or Derek and get it over with! Love is so complicated dammit!"

My phone pinged loudly, and I almost jolted up in surprise, it's shrill tone breaking the silence that had occupied the room till then. I reached for my phone and cringed. A shudder ran down my spine.

Private Number.

Please let it be just someone else... Please...

I hate that he gets to kiss your lips

Your mine

Not his

I've proof

I'll fight till death

(I will) rip his head

You're mine

You'll see.

One day.

I miss you. It's been so long since I've seen you. Can't wait till tomorrow. I'll be close.

Goodnight Theia.

-S

"I don't even want to deal with this right now" I groaned, my arm coming to fall over my eyes as I placed my iPhone on the bed and turned away. My hands still on my eyes. I tried to think of something else, but when that didn't work I resorted to counting sheeps. Well that, until my body finally gave into sleep.

***

"Theia please tell me you're ready!?" I heard Rome groan from the other side of my door just as I walked out of the closet. My rosey pink skirt wavering around slightly in the wind as I slid my feet into the bronze sandals I found to pair with it.

Waking up in the morning had been a tough act, especially when my whole body rejected the idea of moving because each and every muscle in my body protested against it. Needless to say, I had stayed in bed for the next half an hour, only getting up when the need to pee increased to a point where I couldn't stand it much longer. I needed release.

And now well... Here I was, sighing every five seconds as I made my way towards the door. I couldn't help but pray silently of not seeing Bryce today, especially not before school. I was still mad at him.

With a final reach towards the door I pulled it open before sliding out and shutting close the door.

"Let's go" Roman immediately grumbled, grasping hold of my hand as he pulled me towards the kitchen, I sighed for the umpth time as I let him drag me along.

"You're hurting me you know?" I muttered as we rounded closer to the kitchen. Roman only grunted in reply and continued pulling me behind him.

"You hurt me all the time. Do you see me complaining?"

I froze. What the hell?

"What did I do?" I blurted out, pulling on his hand so he could stop.

Roman signed as he stopped moving. He turned around to me with a blank look.

"You don't let me have a proper breakfast. Just like you're doing now. It's unfair."

I had no idea why I was feeling so emotional, I suppose maybe it was the time of the month because I teared up and nodded, moving towards the kitchen. Leaving behind a stunned Rome.

"You can't expect unmated Wolves to stay away from her if you don't mate her, Alex. That just makes no sense! And then you just leave? Hell what business do you even have to take care of so suddenly?"

My feet froze in their mid stance and all I could do was stare at a flustered looking Chris and a suited up Bryce. Both men' eyes met mine, mine however stuck to the man with dark hair. Bryce stared back as I almost glared at him.

I could hear the door open and close behind me as I moved closer to Bryce, my senses totally unaware of the newest arrival besides Roman in the kitchen.

I stopped when I stood a step away from Bryce. His steely blank gaze not once leaving my angry ones.

"You're leaving?"

"Yes." He replied, not even blinking once as he continued to stare into my eyes.

My insides ached but I nodded, suddenly feeling a deep need for escape turned around and grabbed hold of an apple set up in the fruit bowl and moved towards the door.

It was only when I reached the door did I stop, a hand on the handle, the other holding the apple I shook my head as a bitter broken smile showed itself on my lips, a lone tear fell to the floor.

"Coward"

It was less than a whisper, but I knew the whole room had heard, the hitching breaths that followed after my bitter whisper proved they did. I didn't stop though. Pushing open the door I marched into the hallway, determined to getting to my room and grabbing hold of my important belongings. Nobody knew it yet. But I was going back home. I was not going to stay here if he was running away.

Maybe you should call Casey and call her over for a week or two? Even Angelo seems like a better idea than tolerating cold empty walls.

The sound of the kitchen door open and close echoed back from the stone cold walls and I faltered for a second before continuing to move away.

"I could drop you to school!?"

Oh crap, not him!

I stopped and turned around almost hesitatingly, "Thanks.... your highness, but no thanks. Have a good day"

The winds whipped past me and I almost jolted back when my gaze met Derek, who now stood an inch away, his warm gaze solely pressed on me.

"You can call me Derek, you know?" He mumbled softy, glancing between his feet and I.

A small smile played on my lips and I shook my head. "Thanks Derek. But I'd rather not" I mumbled as I tried to move past him. He stepped forward, cutting my path again.

"I insist, please"

And there goes your escape plan moron....

I almost rolled my eyes at the sarcastic small voice in my head.

"Alright, thank you. But I need to get a book I forgot first." I mumbled back, sighing a breath of defeat.

A brilliant smile glimmered on Derek's face and he motioned a hand, as if to say 'ladies first'. I could only put up a tight smile and move along towards my room.

.

.

I almost smiled as Rosenberg High came into view, it's cream building standing tall and proud against the grey hues of the sky.

"I suppose the clouds are feeling pretty Christian Grey today" a deep voice chuckled from beside me, my head whipped towards the amused voice, an automatic grin of my own placed on my lips.

"Why do you say that?"

Derek only grinned, before he answered, "well they are fifty shades of grey today"

Damn!

"Good one" I grinned back, almost forgetting for a moment that he probably just wanted to woo me for his own twisted reason, even though he knew I was not his soul mate but his friend's.

His expression turned serious suddenly, he turned away to glare into oblivion. "I leave in the afternoon.."

Aiiiiii makarena! Okay no... That's rude... Ugh.

"Oh..."

Derek turned towards me. His gaze still serious. "Do I get a goodbye hug?"

No! Don't do it Theia! I your conscious demand you not to do it!

He looked at me expectantly and after a few seconds my resolved dissolved. Leaning forward I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him in a hug. "Goodbye Derek."

I stiffened when I felt him press a kiss on my collarbone. My eyes still wide when he pulled away. "Goodbye Theia."

Run dammit! I told you it was not safe!

As quickly as I could I nodded dumbly and pulled out of the vehicle. Grasping my backpack tightly in my arms as I almost broke into a run, reaching the school doors in record time. It was only then did I muster enough courage to look back.

Derek still sat in the car looking at me, a small smile seemed to light on his lips and he waved a goodbye before pulling out of the car park.

***

Dropping the math book on the table I quickly fished out the assignments I had missed and began flipping through it, giving it a last minute check.

"Theia?"

My head shot up and a genuine smile lit up on my face. "Blonde"

"Still stuck on Blonde huh?" Alex smirked as he walked around my row and slumped down on the seat before me.

"Never doubt it!" I grinned, my fingers reaching out for the assignments once again.

I watched as Alex's smirk loosened and he shon a more serious expression. "Hey, look Theia... I'm sorry about... Well you know. Everything. I mean if there is anyway I can make it up to you, just ask!"

Smiling at him warmly I nodded. "Thank you. For everything. What you said to Bryce and well... Everything. Thank you Alex"

"There it is!!" He suddenly grinned, leaning forward as he fluffed my hair.

"Hey! Stop that! What's where by the way?" I shot out, moving backwards at lightening speed as I tried to half heartedly set my hair.

"My name" Alex grinned and sent a wink my way turning around as class started filling in.

I sat watching the class fill up quite quickly, a small grin dancing around my lips when a pissed off looking Roman marched into class, his gleaming eyes zeroed at mine and he increased his pace. Dropping down on the seat beside me when he reached me.

Following him a blank faced Matthew marched into the room, smirking slightly at a blonde who 'accidentally' slipped in front of him and managed to brush her 'naturally' humongous breasts against his arm. He slumped down beside Alex, and with a weary glance at me began talking to him.

I turned my attention to still furious Roman as he sat glaring daggers at his desk. A frown slipped itself in place when I noticed his still bleeding but quickly healing fist as he kept on clenching and unclenching them.

What the hell has he done now?

My hand shot to grab his and I brought it to my lap. His eyes darkening when I ran a finger along the quickly healing cuts, it didn't take much to see that the bruises and cuts were bad. Really... What had he done?

"What happened?" I mumbled softly, trying to sound as calm as I could. I didn't let go of his hand.

Roman sighed as he slumped forward. His head hung low. "Mewhaspnchkwjzwohnshbwo"

"What was that?"

He sighed again, nearing closer. "May have punched a wall or two"

"But why?!" I cried out holding his hands closer. "Why the hell would you do such a stupid thing!?"

"I don't want to talk about it Theia"

"Too bad. I want you to"

"Fuck. Just drop it okay!"

"Is there a problem Mr. Naight?"

Both Rome's and I's head turned towards the front of the class, only then did I notice how loud Roman must have been. Everyone was looking at us with an unusual unshaded interest. My eyes met Mr. Phelps angry ones and I almost shrunk back Into my seat, letting go of Rome's hand when I realized that's where his glare was directed.

"Sorry sir" I mumbled quickly before picking at my text book.

"Now that that is over, could everyone hand in their assignments please! I wasn't joking when I said it would be graded."

Oh sweet peanut butter and sardines! Thank god!

I grinned as I held my assignment. Oh the perks of being a nerd!

***

The skies looked like they were about to weep any minute, the winds were starting to take their toll, rolling against me with sharp crisp breezes as I made my way towards the bus-stop as quickly as I could.

School had ended far too quickly and naturally the joy of finally having breaks could not be clouded by anything, especially not the massive piles of assignments we had received in the name of keeping us 'busy' during our breaks.

I scoffed out loud at the thought of that, my eyes drifting towards the skies again when a hand strong rested on my shoulder, halting me mid stance.

Oh crap! Busted!

"Theia?"

Oh thank god!

"Alex" I grinned, turning around to face the huffing, sweaty blonde. He looked like he had had a good run.

"Where are you going, Roman's been looking for you ever since the bell went"

Oh crap.

Suddenly, a lightbulb lit above my head and I breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Alex with a hopeful expression.

"Could you please give me a lift home Alex? I miss it and I really want to just lie down in my bed"

Alex's brows furrowed with confusion as he scratched the back of his head. He seemed to think it over for a second or two before he grinned again and nodded.

My heart immediately jumped at the prospect of being able to go home... But I knew I was avoiding the truth. And the truth was that when I'd be lying in the bed I missed so much right now, I'd be missing something else entirely.

I shook my head as I chased his steely face from the morning, away, and got into Alex's jeep. Turning back to spot a distressed looking Roman quite obviously looking around for me near the far edge of the parking lot, only after I had secured my seat belt and Alex was moving out of the car park and onto the street.

Guess you're finally going home Thi...