HARLAN
The darkness of the dream lured me deeper.
Until I stood in the midst of a forest in complete darkness. Even for my lycan form, it was tough to see.
Then the moonlight broke through the canopy of trees and showcased the forest hiding from me. I took in the trees and the random pond in the distance. It wasnât a familiar place, yet it called to me.
A lycan formed on a nearby hill and howled at the hovering moon. It gave me chills. A branch snapped behind me, but when I spun around, no one was there.
âAnyone there?â
The wind grew and blew leaves around me in a mini tornado. It brought in a flood of senses, but a lurking lycan was the strongest.
âShow yourself!â I shouted, spinning another circle.
I stopped in the middle of the clearing when I felt him close to me. I looked over my shoulder as a figure caught my attention. Slowly, I turned around and came face-to-face with who I assumed was my father.
Iâd only seen pictures of him from years before, but I knew him.
I looked like him. The blond hair and dark eyes. Though there was something dark that lingered in the midst of them. Something evil.
âSon,â he said. âItâs a pleasure to meet you.â
I sat up in my bed on Sunday morning, drenched in sweat. My sheets were tangled around my waist, and my cell phone rang out from my nightstand.
I set my alarm so I didnât miss breakfast.
Rubbing my eyes with the palms of my hand, I walked toward the kitchen to grab myself an ice coffee.
The remains of my dream still lingered in the air.
Itâd been frightening to look into the face of a person I knew who was evil. Iâd never dreamed of my dad before now. Why would he show himself?
Not that I knew it was actually him.
Maybe it was a suppressed dream of mine to know my real dad.
Alpha Allaire had always called me his own. Itâd only crossed my mind a few times over the years about my real dad.
I opened the top and downed a mouthful of the cool coffee blend.
Everlee was coming back today.
My wolf had a hard time falling asleep the night before because of his excitement. I got dressed and jogged to breakfast. Erick and Greg sat at a booth in the corner when I got there.
I fixed my plate and made my way over to them. Kellan had slept in, not being a morning person, and it gave me a chance to see them without him.
Erick slid over and let me into the booth.
âWhatâs up?â I asked, sitting down.
Erick took a bite of his food and looked at Greg. âNothing. Weâre surprised youâre here without Everlee and her friend.â
I shrugged. âSheâs away this weekend.â
Erick glared at me and dropped his fork. âIâve got to ask. Donât you want to rip that asshole to shreds?â
âRage?â
âYeah,â he said.
âWell, of course I do, but I promised Alpha Allaire and Alpha Hunt that I wouldnât. The superintendent knows too. We canât fight or we get suspended. Iâm too close to graduating.â
âCome on,â Greg said across the table. âI know him being with your mate is killing you.â
âIt does. It hurts, but we all promised. We canât fight.â
âSo sharing your mate is okay?â Erick said.
I tightened my fingers into fists. âNo, itâs not, but itâs all I have at the moment. Canât we drop it?â
Erick put his palms out in a surrendering motion. âIâm sorry. I just know being a lycan, weâre already put underneath wolves. I donât want you to get the short end of the stick.â
I swallowed my food. âI didnât grow up in a pack that put lycans underneath wolves. Our luna is part lycan. Not everyone thinks that way.â
âBut most do,â Greg said.
âListen,â Erick said. âWe donât get it. Weâre not used to that kind of pack. Why donât you bring Everlee over to see us tonight? There is a bonfire, and I think itâll be fun.â
âI can do that. Sheâs coming back soon.â
I pulled out my phone to a new text from Everlee.
âGot home late last night. Come by when youâre up.â
âSpeaking of,â I said. âIâll ask her in a few minutes. Sheâs home.â
I finished my food, my wolf anxious to get to her. Her scent drifted down the halls of her dorm room. Excitement coursed through me. I knocked several times and waited for her.
I could feel her heartbeat in my chest. It slid over me like a velvet blanket.
Everlee opened the door, and I stepped inside. Grabbing her T-shirt, I pulled her toward me and kissed her.
Her chuckle warmed my spirits. The nightmare. The lycans. They all drifted away when I was near her. Even the faint scent of Rage on her clothing was easy to push away.
âGet a room!â Bryiar shouted from her bed.
âYours or mine?â I pulled away to whisper into her ear.
Everlee braced her fingers on both sides of my face. The brightness in her eyes was evident. She was happy to see me. Even though something lingered between us. A silent tension, neither of us spoke it.
âActually,â Bryiar said. âIâm heading out to breakfast. Iâll see you all a little later.â
She shut the dorm room door behind her and left us alone. âHow was the game?â she asked, directing the conversation to avoid any mention of her leaving.
âItâ¦â I trailed off, not wanting to lie.
She stopped by her bed as she began to make it. When I didnât answer, she looked over her shoulder. âEverything okay?â
I ran my finger over the top of her head. âYeah. I actually didnât stay long. Seems people are still very interested in our relationship.â
She frowned. âNosy a-holes. So what did you end up doing?â
âI went to eat with your dad.â
She lifted both brows at me. âDad came up? I did mention hanging out with you. What did he say?â
She tossed her pillow into its spot and sat down.
âNothing really. Just catching up. Iâm glad we got the one-on-one time. Iâm ready to go home. Maybe we can next weekend?â
âIâd like that. Sit down, youâre making me nervous.â
I sat next to her and wrapped my palm around her thigh. Momentarily, I felt her stiffen at the movement, but she relaxed seconds later.
âHave you eaten already?â I asked.
âI had a pop-tart. Iâm not that hungry this morning. Iâm really just tired. I had a long weekend.â
Crawling toward the headboard, I laid back and lifted my arm. âCome here.â
She leaned back into the crook of my arm and sighed. âDid you eat?â
âYeah, Erick and Greg were there. I ate with them.â
Ever didnât respond. I knew she had feelings about them, but I needed to break the ice. âSpeaking of. Would you be interested in going to the bonfire with me tonight?â
â~Oooo~ fun,â she said. âI loved those growing up.â
âYeah, me too. Erick and Greg want to meet you.â
She stilled and sat up on her elbow. âAre you sure thatâs a good idea, Harlan?â
I looked down at her. âWhy wouldnât it be? I want you to get to know my friends too.â
She sat up and scratched her arm. âYou know how I feel about them. They make me nervous. There is something off about them.â
âHere we go again,â I mumbled, rubbing my palm down my face. âAre you seriously going to avoid them? You can go to meet Rageâs pack but wonât sit with my friends?â
Everleeâs face turned ashen. âThatâs not fair. His pack is different than people you just met, and you know it.â
~God, I hate it when sheâs right.~
âOkay,â I said. âIt is different, but I need you to come. Please.â
âOf course Iâll come. I just donât want to be drowned by your friends. Iâll speak to them, and then we deserve some time alone.â
I tucked her hair behind her ear. âI wanted to tell you about this dream I had last night.â
âWas it about me?â she asked, fluttering her eyelashes.
âOh, go and get two mates and suddenly youâre full of yourself.â
She tossed her head back and laughed. âYouâre stupid. What was the dream about?â
âMy dad.â
Both of her brows lifted in shock. âYour dad? The lycan king?â
âThat one and only,â I said, rubbing the back of my neck. âIâve never dreamed of him before, but he showed up and spoke to me. Weird, isnât it?â
Ever nodded and played with a string on her jeans. âWhat did he say to you?â
âJust said hello basically and then I woke up. It was such a wicked feeling. It felt real. Like I really stood in the woods, and he was really there.â
She smiled. âHow do you feel about it?â
âI donât know really. Iâve never really longed to meet him. Maybe when I was really young, but itâs odd that he would wait until now to show up.â
âIt is odd,â Ever said. âPerhaps itâs just a dream.â
âCould be,â I said, touching her chin gently. âPerhaps you could come over and kiss me like youâve been gone all weekend.â
Everlee chuckled and crawled over to straddle me. Her scent woke my wolf immediately. She leaned down and kissed me. It was gentle and sweet. Something tugged on my wolf and weighed heavily down on me.
When she pulled back, I couldnât stop myself from asking, âDid you do something with him?â
Ever froze. âWhat?â
I put my palms on her shoulders and pushed her back a bit. âWith Rage? Did you do somethingâ¦sexual with him?â
Everleeâs face turned red, and she crawled off my lap. âWhat a petty thing to ask, Harlan. What do you want from me? I scrub my skin after Iâm with him so you wonât smell him on me, and now you go and ask me that? He hasnât marked me. That was the deal.â
I stood up when she did.
âYeah, but did he touch youâ¦there?â
She ground her teeth together and folded her arms. âStop asking that.â
âWhy? Because you donât want to answer?â
She turned her face, and a tear raced down her cheek. I knew in that moment heâd touched my mate where I wanted to so deeply. âI hate you for asking me that,â she whispered. âI already feel guilty for leaving you here this weekend. Now you want a recap. Get out. I canât do it.â
She walked toward the door, but I grabbed her and pulled her flush with me. âEverlee,â I whispered. âIâm sorry. My wolf is out of control lately. Heâs putting things in my head. Iâeverything, including me, has been off since this school year started. I didnât mean to disrespect you.â
Ever covered her face with her palms. âIâm sorry, Harlan. Iâm struggling today.â
I slid my palms down her arms to her hands. âWhy donât we start over tonight? Weâll go hang out at the bonfire and go back to my place. You can sleep over if you want, or,â I whispered. âWe can stay up all night. I donât care which one.â
Ever smiled. âI like that idea. Iâll meet your friends. I just donât want to be pulled away from you tonight.â
âDeal. Iâll pick you up around eight. Weâll spend some time under the stars like we did growing up.â
She smirked. âI canât think of anything better.â