THE BIKER ALPHA WHO BECAME MY SECOND CHANCE MATE

Memories Drift Chapter 6 They're looking at each other the same way Daxon and I looked at each other before he changed , before his wolf turned possessive and cruel . She's beautiful , my wolf observes with surprising calm . He looks happy . She makes him happy . I push the thought of Daxon deep down . I'm here for a change , to get better . I don't love him anymore - I can't . All 1 feel for him is hate and the phantom ache of what I and my wolf lost that night in the bathroom . I also feel something I don't allow myself to say .... Fear . I don't ask Tristan about the picture .

If I want him to stay out of my business , then I shouldn't pry into his either . And besides , there's no need asking . Even a blind wolf would know they're in a relationship and they love each other . I look within myself , searching for the jealousy , the anger , the possessiveness that Daxon's wolf always insisted was natural . But I'm not angry , and I'm not jealous . Surprisingly , I'm glad that Tristan isn't as miserable as I am . Because no one should be in the state that I'm in . You're healing , my wolf says with quiet pride . Slowly , but you're healing .

Tristan shows me to my room , giving me a tour of the small house . " Pick any room except the last room , " he says , gesturing down the hall . " That one's ... " He doesn't finish , but I understand . That's where he sleeps . Where he sleeps with her . The woman in the pictures who has claimed the heart I once thought might be mine . It's better this way , my wolf says . He deserves happiness . I choose the room farthest from his , a small space with a window that looks out onto the garden .

It's painted a soft blue , with white curtains that flutter in the breeze from the slightly open window . It smells like lavender and safety . " Thank you , " I tell him , and I mean it . For the room , for the rescue , for not asking questions I'm not ready to answer . He nods , hovering in the doorway like he wants to say something else . Finally , he settles on , " There's food in the kitchen . Help yourself to whatever you need . " I didn't know when I slept off .

When I woke up , the house was empty , but there was a note on the kitchen counter in Tristan's familiar handwriting : Had to go to work . Help yourself to anything you need . Won't be gone long . I looked at the time and realized it was already late , I'd slept for hours . I haven't slept that long for months . Usually , I wake up every hour or two , listening for footsteps , for the sound of a door opening , for the signs that meant I needed to run . You felt safe , my wolf says with satisfaction .

Finally , 1/2 18:24 Fri , Jan 2 d Chapter 6 安 倍 1 helped myself in the kitchen , finding ingredients for a simple meal . As I cooked , I caught glimpses of the life Tristan had built . Photographs on the refrigerator , a woman's coffee mug by the sink , the utensils were all in her taste . There's also a photo of him and Orion from what looks like a recent fishing trip , both of them grinning and holding up their catches . My brother looks happy . Older , more settled , but genuinely happy in a way I haven't seen since before our parents died . He's built a life here , a family .

He has Sarah and their children , friends who love him , and a business that might be that's thriving , though I know nothing about what he does . Did he and Tristan continue our parents business ? Did they sell it ? I have no idea . I looked at the time again - 10 PM . Tristan wasn't back yet . I don't sleep immediately . Instead , I switch on my data connection and open a new social media account with a new name . I use my mother's maiden name instead of my surname so Daxon won't be able to find me .

He'd made sure I deleted all my accounts before , cutting me off from everyone I'd ever known . But now , if I'm planning to pick up my life , I have to start somewhere . Small steps , my wolf encourages . We're taking small steps . I hear Tristan's bike drive in when I look at the time , it's already past 6 AM . Maybe he had a party or something . Maybe he was with her , explaining why a prodigal broken she - wolf from his past is suddenly sleeping in his guest room . It doesn't concern me , I tell myself . But my wolf huffs with disbelief .

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