Chapter 11

Julia POV (con't)

‘How dare I! How dare you!’ He shot at me. I coward in fright as his anger broke over me.

‘You should be ashamed of yourself, flaunting your body. Trying to tempt me. Well it won’t work. I am with Eva, she is ten times the woman you are. Eva is not selfish, like you. Eva doesn’t just think of herself, like you.

I know all about you, Julia Mason. And what I heard I do not like. How could you leave without a thought for your mother or sister. How could you abandon them when they needed so much help. I wasn’t even aware of a pack fund, aimed at helping the widowed pack members, until I heard about you. You have never done a thing to help this family. And yet, you think it acceptable to order your future Luna around like she was a simple omega? You make me sick!’

And he left.
He just walked out of my room.

Everything he had just said to me, crashed into me like waves against the rocks. I never did anything for this family? I was selfish and only thought about myself?
It wasn’t just what Jackson had said to me, it was knowing that my sister; my little sister, had told him these things. Did Eva truly think this of me? No, this cant be. No. I will go downstairs and have it out with them both.

When I stood up, I swayed a little. My leg was sore, and I guess I must have been In a deep sleep to be so disorientated.

When I looked around my room for something to wear, I stole a glance at the full length mirror. I didn’t look any different. My breast was not standing out in any way, after all the attention from Jackson’s mouth. No, I did not look different. But I felt different. And not in a good way. I had to get out of here. I have to leave. I wanted to be there for my sister, on her big day. I was just unsure now, if I was wanted, at all.

‘Onyx, are you awake?’ I asked, tentatively. But got no response. Not too worried about it, I threw a handful of clothes into my work rucksack. Then headed down the stairs quietly. I could hear my family and Jackson, talking softly in the sitting room. Holding back my tears I opened the front door, and walked out. I needed to get to Billy. Billy will make everything ok. I hated the thought of getting on my bike, but I had no other way to travel. Having sold my car a few years ago, as there were always bills to pay.

I stopped cycling about half way to the hospital, got out my phone and text Billy and Stacey. Hoping to be able to speak to both my best friends. My phone dinged with some replies, so I set off for Stacey’s house. Billy was there too. It didn’t strike me as odd, Billy being with another woman, she was my best friend. And I trusted them implicitly. I told myself, somewhat guilty. You would expect at least a small pang of jealously, but there was nothing. And I knew why.

The door was open, and Billy and Stacey were standing in the entrance; waiting for me to join them. I stumbled as I got off my bike. I could hear Billy swear, and the next thing I was scooped up in his arms. As he carried me into Stacey’s house.

‘What the goddess do you think your doing, cycling all this way. You were just released from the hospital. Julia, it was foolish. What on earth has happened. Billy, put her down, here.’
Stacey said all this very fast. As was her way. Billy, on the other hand, did not put me down, for he had gone stiff. I looked up into his face and for the first time, saw anger in his eyes.

His voice was barely audible as he spoke, but I heard every word. ‘I can smell another man on you. Who have you been with?’ He asked, his temper barely restrained. I could hear Stacey gasp at Billy’s accusation. I struggled in his arms, and he put me down. Glaring at me as he did.

‘Billy, I can explain. If you will let me?’ The few seconds that followed my words were anxious ones, until Billy gave one nod. Stacey got up to leave us alone, but I stopped her. I had nothing to hide. I had done nothing wrong.

As I explained everything that happened, I could see a sadness come over Billy. He let me finish speaking. He was always the gentlemen, after all. He said nothing as he rose to his feet and walked into the small kitchen that adjoined the sitting room.

I looked at Stacey, pleading with my eyes for her to understand.

Her next words to me, wounded me deeper than she would ever know, ‘you have really hurt Billy, Julia. How could you do that. You know that he’s been in love with you forever. How could you act so callously toward him?’

The tears I had kept at bay, threatened to fall now. As I took in what my best friend was saying to me. Billy now knew that I had asked him to be my chosen mate, after I had been rejected by Jackson. I had to face the truth of what I had done. Stacey was right to be angry with me. Billy was right to have walked out. I was as selfish as Jackson had accused me of being. And I had hurt the only friends I had.
I looked at Stacey, saw her crying. But the tears were not for me. They were for Billy. I felt like I had been hit with a thunder-clap.


‘You love him. As in, you are in love with him? Yes?’ I whispered. Stacey’s eyes widened, I could see by the set of her shoulders I had struck a nerve.
‘I’m right, aren’t I? You love him. Why have you never said anything. To either of us.’
Stacey scoffed at this, ‘why did you think, Julia. Like I said earlier, Billy has loved you for years. No other she-wolf stands a chance whilst you are around. He only sees you. Julia. No one else. So I made do with being his friend. With being both your friends.’


Stacey admitting to me that she was only my friend because she wanted to stay around Billy, took my breath away. I stood up and rushed out of the room. Bumping into Billy, on the way.
I looked up at this gorgeous man. This kind and generous man. And I knew what to do.


I took a deep breath and said, ‘I, Julia Mason, of the Moons Wane Pack, take back my request for you, William Porter, to be my chosen mate.’
Silence followed. Billy couldn’t look me in the eye. I was so ashamed of myself.
‘I’m sorry, Billy. I’m so sorry.’ All he said was, ‘I know you are.’ And he walked away, for the second time.


I had to leave this place, as in the pack. I had to leave my pack.
I could not stay here now, not now I have ruined two lives and possibly a third, if my sister ever found out about Jackson and me.


Over the last few hours, I had tried in vein, to contact Onyx. It seems that I had made her up, some sort of coping mechanism after my accident. For she was nowhere to be found now. I was all alone. But worse than this; I was about to become a wolf-less rogue. And I knew that our warriors had orders to kill rogues on sight.


In my panic, I didn’t think of the consequences of my actions, as I grabbed Billy’s car keys off the kitchen table. And ran out of the house. Before anyone in the house knew what was happening, I sped off. I needed to run. I needed to get away from here. From my home.


I don’t know how long I drove for. But it seemed like hours. I had turned my phone off, after the tenth message from Billy had been received. I couldn’t read them. I couldn’t stop. I knew I was almost at the border of the pack lands. Once across the border, I will renounce my fealty to the Moons Wane Pack. And start my life as a rogue.


I could feel the heaviness as I crossed into another packs land. The bubble we get wrapped in, as wolves, is an immensely strong one. As the combined force of all the pack members, join together. Holding you safe amongst each and every one.
We wolves carry this force around with us, whenever we need to leave the territory. Unless, after you have crossed a certain point, you break away. And that is exactly what I did.


I continued driving, for what seemed like hours, the tears streamed down my face. I felt every loss I had just been through. Every feeling, every last emotion. I felt it all. And all I could do was weep. For my family. For my pack. For me.


I reached into my bag, looking for some tissue, when something caught my eye. I swerved to avoid whatever it was. I just wasn’t quick enough. I hit whatever it was, at a tremendous speed. I felt the car veer off the road, and start to flip. I must have blacked out, for when I came too I was laying on the hard road, and the most intense green eyes were staring back at me.
I managed to get a few words out, before I welcomed back the darkness that had come to claim me, once again.