Game of Destiny – A Thrilling Tale of Power, Love & Fate

Finlay and I sat down on the step leading from his porch to the garden. The heat of the day had given way to cooler air,

the moon was a week from being full and the creek flowed at a steady pace. We didn’t talk as we ate. We were used to

each other’s company and it was a comfortable silence.

“Have you had a good birthday?” he asked me as we both had finished our cake.

“It has been amazing,” I told him.

“I was afraid it would trigger too many bad memories,” he said.

“It had its moments. But in the end, this birthday was much better and completely different.” He nodded.

“How do you feel about the games?” he asked.

“About the games or about what will happen when we won’t be playing?” I asked. He looked at me and smirked.

“The later,” he said.

“I don’t know. I’m nervous. I look forward to seeing my brother, but I’m scared he will be angry with me. With James… I

just don’t know what to think. I don’t have feelings for him, those died a long time ago. And I think I mostly have

forgiven him for what he did, it led me to end up here. But I’m afraid the bitterness will surface when I see him,” I told

him honestly.

“Would you prefer to stay home?” he asked.

“No.” I didn’t need to think about it. Despite my mixed feelings, I knew I would never skip the event. My pack needed me. “How about you? I’m not the only one with complicated family matters,” I asked him. He grunted.

“I have dealt with them at the alpha meetings. I’m predicting my brother will try to force a joining of the packs. Again.”

“At least we will have each other,” I told him. He gave me a smile.

“That is true.” We sat a moment longer, thinking about what we had talked about. I felt better after sharing my fears with

Finlay. I always did. “Ready for bed?” he asked. I nodded, and he stood up and reached his hands towards me. I took it

and he helped me up. We stood on the porch in the moonlight and neither of us had let go. Our eyes met and after a

couple of heartbeats during which none of us did anything, Finlay tugged lightly in my hand. The tug wasn’t hard

enough to do anything. But I found myself walking towards him until our toes almost touched. Our hands were still

connected and the air was filled with the tension which usually was under the surface whenever we were close. Now it

had been released and it was almost palatable. I don’t know who made the first move, or if we made it together. One moment we stood looking at each other, the next moment we were kissing like it was the only way to survive. Finlay’s

he gently held my face as

and with a

if it was a long time ago, but nothing

for six years came flooding out. Finlay responded with a flood of

gripped a handful of it. It didn’t hurt, but it was a possessive gesture that had me moaning for the

knew, I was inside Finlay’s house, in the

his neck and one of

as he pulled my leg up to wrap around his

my naked

my neck. Both my hands grabbed his hair in desperation. His hands had landed on my ass and were pulling

“Finlay,” I moaned.

my head telling me I couldn’t do this. I could, I needed

I told the

whimpered. He froze as he heard the change in my voice. I hated myself. He tilted his

his heavy breaths against my skin and my hands were still tangled in his

I told him in a whisper. I felt close to tears. He looked up at me and

hands.

can’t ignore this thing between us any longer. It’s eating me up when I can’t act

your hand, put my arm around you, kiss you. Every day I have these instincts, my wolf pushes me to stake

feel it

“Then why can’t we?”

of wolves in the

I told him. For once I didn’t hide

said, leaning his forehead

Finn. It is what

reject her. I don’t want anyone else but you,” he told me. There was so much

would

“Why?”

someone would be rejected. How can I live with

love you and I can’t see myself loving anyone

of my tears running

And it scares me how much. I’m terrified of what

paused to collect myself. “I won’t be able to pick up the pieces

much worse then when

would never do that to you,” he insisted. I smiled at

know you wouldn’t do it intentionally. But we both know that things happen when you meet

me. It wasn’t full of

You are breaking my heart,” he said, wiping

not getting younger. If I want a family I can’t

I don’t think your balls

forehead.

“Probably not,” he agreed.

make you a deal,” I told