The Transfer

I sat at the table and ate my sandwich. I picked at the watermelon cubes in the middle of the table and eagerly drank the orange juice in my glass. I was starving.

Jenny giggled from next to me as she ate some fruit. She was signing forms for something that I assumed was important. But she kept looking up at me. She was distracted.

"You know, I can't believe that you ran away from him yesterday. It was kind of hilarious,” Jenny told me, finally breaking the ice by referencing about the day before with Liam. I stilled and looked up at her.

Hilarious? It wasn't hilarious! I ran away because I was petrified! I still was. I was so scared that it kind of made my mind hurt. I knew I shouldn't be scared of Liam, but I couldn't help it. Most of the men in my life were assholes and I felt like I had a right to be cautious.

"Well he scared me so I ran," I said through of mouthful of sandwich. Jenny smiled and shook her head at me.

"I wouldn't worry about him, sweetheart. He's a good male. A good wolf. I promise you," Jenny told me. I nodded but I still wasn't sure. She knew him better than I did.

I had every right to be suspicious of him.

There was a knock on the front door. I sighed as I felt my hair stand up on my neck. It was Liam. How convenient.

Jenny got up and went to the door. I scoffed down my food so fast that I almost choked. I heard their voices from the front door. Liam's voice was so soothing and deep. It made my everything melt.

When Jenny returned to the room, she smiled knowingly at me. I looked away from her. I didn't want to talk to Liam at all. I wasn't ready.

"Lover boy is at the door for you," Jenny said teasingly. I narrowed my eyes at her. I knew he could hear us. She did too.

"Jenny! I don't want to talk to him,” I hissed lowly. I hoped he didn't hear that.

It wasn't that I didn't want to talk to Liam. It was the whole mate thing that I didn't want to talk about. I didn't want to face the situation now or ever.

"Aw, too bad. Go now or I'll just let him come in here," Jenny demanded. I sighed and rolled my eyes at her. I got up from my chair and trotted to the front door. I wasn't happy about this.

The closer I got to Liam, the better I felt. He smelt magnificent, and his warmth seemed to wrap around me despite the fact that we weren't even touching. The pull simmered and heated up.

My wolf grew giddy. She purred and wanted me to pull him inside and take him to my bedroom. I didn't want him anywhere near me. Not right now.

I got to the door and lifted my gaze from the floor. Liam and I met eyes, and I couldn't help but melt into them. They were such an intense deep brown that they almost blended with his pupils. They were wonderful.

I grabbed the door and stood against it as I looked at him. He cleared his throat, looking me up and down.

"Hey," he said simply. I bit my lip nervously. The pull simmered some more. I already resented it. My beast scolded me for thinking so negatively of our mate and the pull. She didn't like that we weren't giving ourself to him right this very second.

"Do you want to go for a walk?" He asked me softly. My beast whined. I shook my head at him.

"Not really. It's kind of cold outside,” I mumbled back. It was the first set of words I had ever said to him. I regretted not saying hello.

Liam rumbled and hung his head. I felt bad for him. I was being difficult. I couldn't help it. I was scared of him. I was scared of what we were supposed to be. It was unfair.

I wasn't ready at all for this.

"I'm sorry about yesterday... getting angry at you and yelling," Liam apologised quickly. His words were sudden and they shocked me. Liam didn't look like the type to apologise to people.

"He was just confused and angry. He thought that maybe... you didn’t want him or something. Like you were disappointed that we are your mate," Liam added, scratching the back of his head. I felt even worse.

Of course he felt like that. I understood. I hated that he felt like that. It wasn't that I didn't want him. I just wasn't ready.

I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out. I didn't know what to say. I knew that I didn't really want to be speaking to him. I really wasn't ready. I had no idea what to do or say.

"I'm sorry, I c—can't do this," I stuttered as I quickly shut the door. I locked it and pressed my forehead against the surface. I heard a sigh from outside.

"What the hell?" Liam muttered to himself. I shut my eyes and held back a loud groan. I had no idea what I was doing.

Liam knocked on the door again. I didn't open it. He knocked again. I still didn't open it.

"Please open the door. I just want to talk,” Liam said from outside. He knew I was still there. I winced and choked back a sob. Tears formed in my eyes and spilled down my cheeks.

"Please?" Liam tried again. I stood up straight and backed away from the door. I turned around and rushed down to my bedroom. I shut the door behind me and collapsed onto my bed in tears.

I hated myself. I had no idea why I couldn't just tell him that I was scared. I had no idea how to act. The last man that had interest in me was my father's Beta. He scarred me for life. Not just physically, but mentally too.

I had scars from that night. He'd clawed my thigh, and it left with a disgusting red scar. He also tore open my belly. I would have bled to death if my brother hadn't found me.

I couldn't trust men. It was different with Kade and Ezra. They had mates. They were devoted to only one woman. My father's Beta didn't have a mate. She was murdered years ago trying to protect me from being killed by rogues.

My belly growled painfully as I thought about it. I cried more and clutched my pillow hard. It all hurt to think about. I didn't want to face any of it. It hurt too bad.

1

I pulled on a hoodie and then slipped out my room. I tip toed down the hallway and then to the front door. I pulled it open slowly, trying not to make noise. I didn't want to wake Jenny or Ezra. The moment I tore open the door, I gasped. Liam was sitting on the porch, his back pressed against the wall. He looked up at me and rumbled. His chest vibrated and I could tell he was annoyed.

Ezra told me that Liam had been sitting outside for hours, but I didn't think that he was still there. Was he really that keen to talk to me?

"What are you doing here?" I gasped at him as I slipped outside. I shut the door behind me and gulped as I stared down at him. He looked so perfect in the moonlight.

Liam rumbled again and stood up. He was taller than me by a whole head. I stood at his chin. My wolf purred, pleased. She liked that he was taller that us. It's made us feel protected.

"Waiting for you," Liam replied bluntly. I could tell he wasn't happy with me. But the angriness faded as I dropped my head shamefully. My beast purred some more. She also liked that he was waiting for us to talk to him. "I would say that I'm mad at you, but I'm already over it."

I looked up at him. He was smiling like an idiot. I held back a smile as the pull simmered. It begged for us to get closer to each other, but I didn't want to get any closer than I was now.

"What are you doing? It's late," Liam asked me. I swallowed hard and glanced around me. It was so tense between us. I wanted to explode.

"I was going to go for a run... I couldn't sleep,” I told him softly. I avoided his eyes as I made my way down the steps and walked towards the trail that I was planning on running. It was the one that Lila and Brayleigh always ran with me.

"I'll come and keep you company,” Liam's voice said. He appeared next to me, and I frowned at him. "I don't want company,” I said sternly. I didn't want to think about Liam anymore than I already was. He was the only thing on my mind and I was intoxicated by him.

"It's not debatable, sugar. I'm coming," Liam said with a shrug as we walked into the trees. I grunted and rolled my eyes as I began to jog. Liam easily kept up with me. He was buzzing so loudly that I thought someone would hear us.

He was strong. Anyone with common sense would know it.

We ran for a while in silence until Liam stopped me. He grabbed my arm gently and tugged me backwards. He held me close.

"I'm done running now. Let's talk," he said, looking down at me. I shuddered under his stare and he frowned at me.

I almost melted into a puddle. His touch felt amazing. It was like I was being kissed by butterflies and touched by fire. I felt warm, comforted, safe. I had a feeling that it was the way I'd feel whenever I was around him.

He let go of my arms slowly, looking slightly hurt.

"Why are you scared of me?" He asked me suddenly. He took a step away from me and I inhaled deeply as I looked at him. His skin looked so soft in the light of the moon.

He looked so beautiful and I wanted to wrap my arms around him and engulf myself in his scent and warmth.

I didn't answer his question. He stared at me and grunted, then looking away quickly. I felt guilty. He was probably so confused. He wouldn't have any idea why I was so scared of him and the bond. "Lila says that you're not ready for us," Liam says, motioning to him and I. I almost sighed in relief. Thank God for Lila. She had just made this so much easier.

I nodded at Liam. He sighed softly and turned. He sat down on a log that was on the ground. I stared down at him. He put his head in his hands and rubbed his temples. I could feel parts of his emotions. He was tired, he was confused.

"I'm sorry," I apologised. I truly did feel bad. I never meant to upset him so badly. I never meant for any of this to happen. I just wanted to return back to Terialta.

Liam looked up at me, a hint of worry in his eyes. "It's okay. Please don't apologise. I just... it's hard." Liam's words made sense. It was hard. I had no idea what I was doing. I was a mess. An absolute train wreck.

"I have no idea what I'm doing, if I'm being honest here," I told him softly. Liam and I stared into each other's eyes for a moment too long. I tore my gaze away and felt my face flush

My body heated up as Liam stood. He took a cautious step towards me. I didn't move away, but I was ready to run if I needed to.

My wolf purred and whined at the same time. She wanted this male so badly. But she didn't want me to get hurt again.

"Let me help you," Liam whispered to me. He stepped closer again. I held my breath. What was he going to do? Kiss me?

My heart stammered against my chest. Liam was so close that it made me nervous my body felt his heat and it felt incredibly welcoming. He buzzed louder and I held back a gasp.

"I'm scared,” I breathed out. Liam smiled weakly at me and grabbed my hands. It was the first time he had touched me without him having to chase after me to do it.

The touch sent sparks trickling up me arms. It felt incredible and I craved more of it. I wanted his touch so badly. The pull bounced off every wall.

Our bond was already so strong was had barely known each other for two days. I was scared to think about what it would be like in weeks time, or in months to come.

"You'll be alright,” he told me. Instead of kissing me like I thought he would, Liam pulled me into a hug. My eyes widen as my face rested in the crook of his head. It felt so right.

Oh my goodness. This felt incredible.

I hugged Liam back. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer as I felt like crying. I didn't want to cry but I was close to it. I felt Liam's chest rumble with such arousal that it made me pull away.

I gulped and stared at Liam. He smiled at me and motioned for me to follow.

"Come on. You should be getting to bed.”