Meant (To Be Yours), Anaya Phoenix [i am malala young readers edition .txt] 📗

forget.”


She laid in her bed, face down, completely still. The only thing that told Sarah she was alive was her slow heartbeat and her steady breathing. She walked slowly to the bed and sat down.
“Hey Sammy, what’s going on? Someone told me that you haven’t left your bed in a few days.” Sarah said encouragingly, getting startled when her head popped up quickly.
“You haven’t left your room either, so what do you care?” She asked coldly, her eyes red and puffy.
“Oh sweetheart! Have you been crying?” She asked and put down her Hershey bar. Sammy’s eyes watered as she nodded and flew into Sarah’s arms.
“Why is he back here?” She sobbed and Sarah rubbed her hair soothingly.
“Honey, I thought you wanted him here.” Sarah said, keeping her tone light and carefree.
“I thought I did too, but then he acted like… he didn’t even smell me.” She said breaking down even more and it broke Sarah’s heart. She huffed and picked up the sobbing child.
“Wha- what are you doing Sarah?” She stuttered as she kicked her feet.
“If I have to face mu fears, then so do you.” She muttered under her breath and held onto the child as she sped down the stairs. They were laughing and having fun until Sarah and Sammy came down. They all silenced and looked at the pair that hadn’t come downstairs for three days. Her eyes zeroed in on Drew for a moment but then she looked for Jake. There he was, in the corner, sitting with his head down. Sulking. She huffed and walked over to him, she dropped a stunned Sammy in front of him and crossed her arms.
“Jake, we know why you did what you did. We know you were confused and didn’t have the proper guidance as you grew older, but that was no reason to leave her there with those people. Now you two are going to go upstairs and talk this out like reasonable people.” They both stood there staring hard at the ground and Sarah growled and picked them both up.
“I hate it when people act as if I’ve said absolutely nothing.” She growled as she stomped up the stairs with the screeching and kicking children. She shoved them into Sam’s room and slammed the door shut.
“If you don’t talk none of you are getting fed!” She yelled at the door and stormed back down the stairs.


Drew and his pack of rogues were actually pretty nice company. They had this carefree attitude that automatically made you want to befriend them. Of course she didn’t care enough to learn their names, she still didn’t completely trust them, but she learned everything about Drew. Like his mother and father died in a hunter attack, his pack blamed him for it and exiled him. He’s been on his own since he was 15. He was 29 now, and didn’t blame his pack for it. It seemed like he didn’t hold grudges for long. By the time lunch came the whole pack loved the rogues, the children fought for who they wanted to sit next to and Sarah rolled her eyes as she made ham and cheese sandwiches. He paid no attention to them though, he walked over to her and just stood there.
“Ok, so. If you’re not gonna say anything, I’d appreciate it if you’d go sit down. You’re kinda distracting me.” She said, not taking her focus from the sandwiches.
“You do a lot around here.” He said suddenly, reminding her of Jared. Speaking of which, where was he. She hadn’t seen him in a while.
“I like to do a lot, takes my mind off things.” Like you, for example, it takes my mind off things that could destroy me.
“Things like me?” She choked on her air and looked at him.
“Oh come on, it doesn’t take an idiot to notice that you’ve been staring at me. You’re aware of anything and everything I do. I’m in your mind constantly, and yet you still try to stay away from me.” She shot a look at the pack who still laughing it up with the rogues. She internally rolled her eyes, what was her pack really good for if they couldn’t protect her, emotionally, from this dangerous man.
“Why do you fight things, why can’t you just let things pan out the way they’re supposed to?” He asked, his body getting closer. Thank god her heat was over, or she’d be sucked into a loophole of unbelievable pleasure.
“Because that’s not how things are meant to be. Things are supposed to go the way I mean them, my mate will come one day, I will have 3 children. My pack will be rid of these damn hunters and my life will be perfect.” He surprised by laughing a little.
“Is that how your life is supposed to go? Perfect average werewolf family then, eh?” He asked with humor, her hands stilled and she put a hand on her hip.
“Yes, that is how my life is supposed to go. How is your life going to be, huh, since you wanna look down on mine?” She growled out, angry that he would mock her life.
“I dunno how my life is supposed to pan out. I’m not going to plan it out, then be angry when it doesn’t turn up that way. The moon goddess will bring me my mate when it’s time. She will give me my children when it’s time, we’ll be safe in time. You can’t rush perfection.” He said with a slight smile as he took the finished sandwiches to the table. She huffed and stormed out the kitchen.
“Dammit.” Drew cursed and followed after her.
“No, Drew! You stay here, have fun with my pack! I’m going for a run. to clear my head.” She said as she took off her shirt and threw it on the couch. She ran outside and shifted into her wolf, she continued to run. the farther she went from the pack house the more her head cleared. She could think again by the time she reached the mall river. She bent down and drank some water, enjoying the fresh clean taste of it. That was until she heard a twig snap. She whirled around to see Drew emerging from the tree line. He took of his t-shirt and tossed it on the ground in front of her.
“Change back, now.” He said simply and sat on the dirt, watching her. His chest distracted her from doing as he wished. It was huge and clear, no chest acne, no chest hair. Just hard muscle adorned the front part of his body. She shifted back and pulled his t-shirt on. It dwarfed her as it went past her knee’s to her shin.
“Holy shit, how tall are you?” She asked, walking towards him and sitting down.
“Much taller than you.” They shared a moment of comfortable silence until he cleared his throat.
“It occurs to me that you aren’t so comfortable with me around. And, if what the pack told me is any indignation, it has something to do with your father’s death. You must hate all of us, and I do not blame you for that, but I can at least try to change your mind. We have never killed anyone, the money we have is from us working. We’ve never stole, robbed, or raped anyone.”
“How do I know any of this is true? How do I know you’re not just feeding me crap in order to get in my good graces?” She asked coldly and he shrugged as he looked at her.
“I guess you’ll just have to trust me.” They stared at each other and his eyes slowly melted into silver, her wolf came out much faster as she grabbed his head and slammed her lips to his.


He responded immediately, bringing her tiny body closer to him and eliciting a moan from her. She ran her fingers through his soft hair and kissed him with more fervor. Something about him just made her… wild. Without thinking she straddled him and pushed him back, making him grunt as he hit the forest floor but she didn’t care. She wanted this, she wanted this so bad. Her wolf wasn’t here anymore, he couldn’t tell her to stop. She felt his bulging erection through his jeans and she rubbed herself against him without shame. He growled and stilled her, making her cease her rubbing motions. She whimpered and kissed his neck, enjoying the taste of his skin. The saltiness and masculinity of it made her core heat up with lust.
“Sarah, stop this. Before you go too far and you can’t come back.” His words stilled her motion. She sat up, her eyes wide, and gasped.
“Oh my god! What am I doing?!” She screeched as she stood up, and backed as far away as she could possibly get from him.
“I just rubbed against you like some… bitch in heat! Oh my god! I practically cheated on him. Sweet lord he’s going to hate me forever.” She mumbled and ran a hand through her crazy curls.
“Him?” Drew asked, sitting up and glaring at her.
“My mate! I was saving myself for him!” She screeched as she paced the forest floor. He surprised her by laughing, his laugh bounced off the trees and shook her eardrums.
“What the hell are you laughing at? I’m serious! I almost slept with you, like a slut, in a forest! And you’re sitting her laughing like it’s the best joke you’ve ever heard!” She said, stomping over to him so that she towered over him. his laughing quieted to little snickers as he looked up at her.
“I really think you’re blowing this way out of proportion, Sarah. Why don’t you just relax?”
“Why don’t you shut the hell up! It’s your damn fault I did that, and you’re gonna apologize for it.” She yelled at him, she hadn’t ever yelled this much at somebody. She was usually the quiet person, the one who was shy and didn’t bother anyone. He was a bad example for her.
“It’s not my fault you did anything. If I can recall you were the one that kissed me, that sat on my lap, that grinded yourself on me. I made you do none of that.” He replied calmly and Sarah’s face burned.
“I hate you so much, you don’t even know.” She muttered as she walked away.
“That’s impossible and you know it. You know that you can never hate me. And I think you know why. But if you don’t, I’ll leave you to your thoughts so you can figure it out. Until then, I’ll be at the pack house.” He said as he got up, his muscles flexing as he pushed himself up. As he passed her his fingers brushed against her own and her hand twitched to take his in hers but she fought it. He chuckled but said nothing else as he walked back to the pack house. Chapter 6

She walked through the woods, wondering what the hell he meant by that. Nobody had ever gotten so far under her skin liked he had and it unnerved her. She was always supposed to be alert, to spot things from a mile away. What happened to her?! Now she was weak, and scared of a rogue!