STORM
At first, I wasnât sure what Axel meant when he told me to pack my things. Our pairing bond was straining. I could feel it. Which meant he could too.
It had been difficult being a part of a world that I didnât fully understand, but Axel didnât understand mine either, and his family, even though they were wonderful people, were oftentimes extremely overbearing.
âDonât worry about my family, Storm. Theyâll eventually come around. They always do. Theyâre just protective of each other.â
Reign had been rambling while we were walking back to Axel after speaking with the king and queen. I think she was just trying to fill the awkward silence more than comfort me, if Iâm honest.
Then when Axel said we were leaving, I was so happy and excited.
Reign had said I was always welcome in the family as Axelâs mate, but a part of me wondered if it was only ~because~ I was Axelâs mate that I was welcome.
There were times where they certainly did not hide their dislike for me. I still had a couple of scars to prove it.
I waited excitedly for Axel to get back to the house. Whatever he was saying to his family was his business.
When he said I could decide where to go, I had the perfect place in mind, so I opened a portal there immediately.
âWow, this place is beautiful! Where are we?â
Axel took in our surroundings as I tilted my face up to the warm Mediterranean sun.
âAn island off the coast of Greece,â I answered, closing my eyes, letting my skin soak up all of the heat. âMy family and I would come here on vacation from our travels.
âIt would be the only time we got to spend properly as a family uninterrupted. The only people on this island are the locals.â
I led the way to a simple little cottage located off the beaten track.
My parents bought this cottage many years ago when I was a little girl. We would stay here every summer for a month or two and just enjoy each other's company. I spent a lot of my childhood here.
The pain of the memories got caught in my throat, and it was a lot to swallow back as we walked through the little gate and up the solitary path toward the front door.
I hadnât been here since my parents were killed. I couldnât bring myself to be. The pain was too fresh. Axel clutched my shoulder, squeezing it gently. He could feel my anguish.
The cottage was looked after by a couple of the locals while we were away.
The walls were a crisp white, freshly repainted with blue trimming on the edges and windows, the front door matching the windows.
The interior was simple in design, one big open-plan room comprising a kitchen, dining, and living area with two rooms off it and a bathroom.
âItâs nice here. Peaceful.â Axel looked around, taking it all in.
âItâs not much,â I started. âBut itâs home.â
âItâs lovely,â Axel insisted, setting his bags down. He began to wander through the cottage, checking everything out.
While Axel wandered around, I took a few minutes to allow the memories to overwhelm me momentarily.
My parents being gone would always leave a void inside of me that would be difficult to fill, but hopefully Axel and I could make new memories here with a family of our own.
âSo what do you want to do now?â Axel flopped onto the couch with an elegant grace, his arms stretched out along the back. He smiled at me, wiggling his eyebrows.
I smiled softly back and shrugged my shoulders. âI dunno. What do you want to do?â
âYou?â He winked at me. He clutched my hand and pulled me toward him gently until I rested in his lap.
I giggled playfully. âSure. That sounds fun.â
I snuggled into his chest, breathing in deeply. His scent was intoxicating. It made me feel safe and secure.
~This is what we needed.~
~Time away from people. Everyone.~
He wrapped his strong arms around me, clutching me close to him. He kissed the top of my head, then rested his cheek on it. I hummed in appreciation and snuggled in closer to him.
âIâm sorry about everything thatâs happened with my family, Storm. I do love you, though.â His voice was quiet and hoarse. The emotion was pretty raw.
âItâs all right, Axel. Itâs not your fault. I love you too.â
Truth was, I really did, and not because of our mating bond, but because he was a kind soul and he cared for others.
He knew what he wanted for his life, even if it went against what his world was telling him to do.
âWhat was Reign talking to you about?â He stroked my arm gently, looking down at me.
âNothing, really, just telling me that your family will come around; they always do. I find it hard to believe, if Iâm honest. Seems like your family is always willing to have a problem with me.â
I shrugged, tracing circles on his chest.
âWell, there is no excuse for my family's behavior. Reign really shouldnât have said anything.â He sounded annoyed at her. âShe really shouldâve kept her nose out of it.
âMy family is always in each otherâs business, and I hadnât really paid much attention to it until I saw how they were treating you.â
My heart swelled at the protectiveness in his tone. âWe donât have to go back until youâre ready, Storm, even if that is never. Iâm happy wherever you are.â
âWonât that make you rogue? Isnât it bad for wolves to leave their packs?â I didnât really understand all of the ins and outs of the pack life, having obviously never lived that life before.
He shrugged. âNot really, no. Rogues are wolves who have been banished from their packs. I chose to leave.
âThey will always be my pack and my family. Someday I will return to them, but I am in no rush.â
I nodded, taking it all in. Pack life seemed complicated, thatâs for sure. I didnât know how long we would be away for, but I was excited for our next adventure.
~Hereâs to fresh beginnings.~