Caught Between Them

“Why so glum Amy” Gwen called as she entered the room. I turned to stare at her offering her a small smile.

“It’s nothing Gwen, it’s just mood swings” I said and she frowned her eyes studied me.

“Are you pregnant” she asked seriously and I stared at her open mouthed.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

“Gwen” I screeched and she grinned and played with my blond hair. “Jeez Gwen I am not pregnant. Damn you.” She grinned at me and tugged on my arm leading me to the balcony.

“Logan is organizing a remembrance party today. You are expected, no excuses” she said and I raised a brow.

“How come you know this things before I do?” I asked and she grinned, her face lit up in the morning glow.

“It’s my specialty” she winked at me. “Gossip” she added and I laughed and cuffed her in the head.

“Of course. Gossip and Sex” I muttered and she nodded and smacked my ass in return. I glared at her but she waved me off.

“What of your friend” she asked and I stared at her in confusion. “Brock” she added for clarity and I scowled.

“He is not my friend” I said in between clenched teeth and Gwen raised a brow.

“But you said…..”

“He is not my friend” I growled and she nodded, staring at me strangely and I didn’t care. I wanted Brock out of my mind and I didn’t even want to hear his name. He could go back to the rogue wolves land for all I care. I turned away from Gwen as tears threatened to spill from my eyes.

“You’re alright Amy?” Gwen asked behind me and I nodded and squeezed my eyes shut.

“It’s just moods” I said. She squeezed my shoulder.

“It’s is not necessary you come to the party. I can tell Logan that you are ill” she said and I shook my head, it’s time I accepted Logan as my mate and forget Brock. I turned and smiled sweetly at Gwen.

“I can’t surely miss this party. I am in” I said and Gwen beamed.

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I tried to act like Brock’s absence wasn’t getting to me but it was. I found myself craning my neck to see if he came but he didn’t, I mostly wanted him to come so I can show him I didn’t need him anymore but as usual he always scatter my plans.

I slowly sipped from my glass of wine, watching people dancing and groping each other. I meant it when I said I was done with Brock. Rising to my feet I grabbed Logan’s hand and led him to the dance floor. Around us, werewolves howled in delight and did catcalls and I grinned. I twirled around Logan while he held my waist possessive of me. He grinned and I pulled him closer, staring deep into his eyes while his hand wandered lower from my waist.

Suddenly another excited shout came and we turned and what I saw made me angry. There was Brock, but Brock of all people was grinning while a lady so beautiful and voluptuous that I felt inferior was gyrating on him and he was allowing it. She raised herself on her tiptoes and kissed him, around us werewolves screamed in delight and Brock grinned, his eyes met mine and he smiled and turned away leading the lady with him. Suddenly I felt like the air in my body was being choked out of my lungs.

When Logan and I finished our dance I made an excuse and ran out to the hallway and there again was Brock kissing the lady and she was kissing in back with passionate, she moaned when he squeezed her butt and I angrily cleared my throat. They slowly separated my and she kissed Brock on the lips one more time.

“What do you want?” His voice was hoarse and filled with annoyance.

“Nothing” I snapped, “I want to use the toilet and you are in my way.”

“Oh” Brock said and grinned at the lady besides him, “She says we are in her way. Let’s go home honey I want you with me” he said and walked past me, the lady followed looking at me in disdain as she passed.

I forced down a sob as they left, it was not supposed to be this hard avoiding him, why did I feel so pained, What was he going to do with the lady anyway? I washed my face and loosened my ponytail letting my hair fall loose.

I made an excuse to Logan about wanting to rest and headed home. On the way I passed Brock’s house and decided to have a peek. There on the bed was Brock, the lady from earlier was crawling up him, I washed in fury and pain as she captured his lips in hers. I watched as she took of her shirt and Brock grinned then I scowled and backed away and walked back to the party. Logan stared at me in surprise, he opened his mouth to talk but I silenced him with a kiss and pulled him closer to me, while I dance away my hurt and anger.