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Living with Heather Clark I half expected to be woken up with birds singing or breakfast in bed however,instead I woke up to hearing an ear piercing scream. My eyes shot open as I turned to my side only see Heather staring at me, her brown orbs were wide with terror. "What happened?" I questioned peering around the room in the process, looking for something that could've startled her. Slowly I brought my gaze back to her to see her just staring at me "what's wrong with you?" I pushed.

Her dark eyebrows furrowed together as she waited for me to solve the mystery by myself. Quickly she gave up and informed me of the yell worthy incident "we slept in the same bed..." Even after her reveal I wasn't understanding her reaction.

"Yeah, talk about déjà vu" I joked poorly though she didn't find it very funny. Using her palms she scooted herself farther away from me, forcing a larger distance in between us.

"Nate won't be happy about that" she quipped matter-of-factly. Nate's always been a hot head, everything pisses him off especially when it concerns me. Though, I can imagine that Jamie wouldn't be very happy to hear that I slept in bed with Heather Clark either so I understand her concern. "What they don't know won't hurt them" I shrugged calmly. I know that's the attitude that got me into this mess. Eventually once I've won Jamie back I'll tell her about last night but not yet. "Stop being so dramatic you don't have to tell them anything right? They'd never have to know as far as I know I slept on the floor okay? So stop stressing about it" I reasoned trying to prep her for talk with Nate as she shifted uncomfortably. Knowing this would just give him another excuse to come after me and talk about how bad of a guy I am.

"If he asks I'm not lying" she glowered stubbornly as if the thought of lying to Nate was horrible. When in fact that's exactly what we were doing now. Her lips turned into a sulky pout as she crossed her thin arms over her chest in a way to challenge me.

"Right like he hasn't lied to you..." I trailed as I tossed my legs off the side of the bed. I stretched my arms out wdely in the air before pushing them backwards to crack my back. Honestly, that was the best night sleep I've had in a long time. Don't get ahead of yourself here, it was all because of the memory foam matress not Heather. Glancing back I was instantly smacked in the head with a small pillow.

"Don't you think I know that?" She spat back, taking what I said to heart. "Don't you think it tortures me everyday that he used me?" She retorted her voice filled with distress. A ball of guilt began to brew in the pit of my stomach when I caught sight of her teary eyes.

Stepping forward I kneeled on her embroidered pillow, reaching out I placed my hands on the side of her knees near her thighs. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean it" I justified but I did mean it. It was a fact that Nate had lied to Heather and played with her emotions but she didn't deserve to be reminded of it. "Listen, we are going to make this right" I vowed squeezing her warm skin in the process. Heather really got the worse end of the deal here. Even though Jamie was stolen, attacked and broken, she found false happiness. Where as Heather as been enduring Nate's torment and mixed signals for over a year. Why did still wanted him was a mystery.

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"Wow" Nate mumbled under his breath as he opened the door causing me to jump back from the mirror and glance at him. His eyes roamed over me taking in outfit which was pretty simple actually. I wore a plain white t-shirt with a black and gray plaid vest over top, black skinny jeans that were an inch away from being too tight, and silver sandals that had clear crystals along the straps.

"Is it that bad?" I asked while tugging the hem of my shirt down. Nervously I chomped on my bottom lip as I awaited his answer. The right corner of his mouth twitched up into a perfect half smile as he sauntered over to me. When he was only a few inches from me his eyes wandered back down my body and his smile grew showing off his perfectly polished teeth.

"This might just be my favorite outfit" he complimented huskily causing my cheeks to burn with embarrassment. Chuckling he leaned down and kissed my newly pink skin. He peeked out my shoulder briefly taking in my backside "these jeans fit you perfectly" he added his voice sounding hoarse as he attempted to control his urges. His continual flattery only made my face become more flushed. "Are you ready?" He questioned finally deciding to ease up on the flirting.

Nodding my head I turned back toward the mirror and flatten my hair into place as I examined the loose curls I had made. "Yup" I stated out loud popping the p as he extended his hand for me to take.

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The whole drive to my parents house was laid back. Usually when I grew closer to where Carter was my wolf was on high alert awaiting another fight. Not anymore. Now I can go there feeling calm and actually enjoy my visit there. Nate's Dodge Charger rolled through the pack land kicking up pebbles as it scooted along. As everyone waved at us I realized it was safe to say his ban was lifted and his poor reputation was a thing of the past.

Walking up to my parents house was Wyatt, his light blonde hair swaying about in the wind as he turned around and caught sight of us. Our eyes met through the window but quickly his gaze shifted to Nate and froze there. Once we pulled into my driveway I turned to Nate who appeared unfazed by Wyatt's stare down, and I doubted he was intimidated in the slightest. He nodded the top of his head telling me he was ready as I pushed open my door. "Hey" I called to Wyatt who was now nearing the car. His walk turned into a jog, once he reached me he did the same thing he does every time we are together. He gripped my stomach directly above my waist and pulled me into a tight hug causing my feet to aloft off the ground.

I laughed at his cheesy move. "I'm sorry for what happened" he whispered directly into my ear. Before I could assure him I was fine a rumbling growl met my ears. Wyatt quickly placed me back on the ground as I spun back to see Nate who was now extremely affected by Wyatt's actions. His muscular traps were stretching the thin fabric of his green shirt as he stared at us questioningly.

'It's okay' I promised as he dropped his eyes to mine causing them to lighten back up to their dark blue green shade.

"Let's head inside" Wyatt offered instead of fighting with Nate, which I was grateful for. He started walking up the stone path to my house as I cocked my head and stared at Nate who's eyes were trained on Wyatt still.

'I don't like when he does that' he informed me with a grunt to which I gulped. I reached out slowly and rubbed his forearm hoping to soothe which work as he placed his broad arm over my shoulder and hugged me to his side possessively.

We walked on following behind Wyatt who was now knocking on the door, acting as if what just happened didn't occur. Seconds later the new door opened revealing my mother who ushered past her future Alpha. Forcefully she pulled me into a hug fearlessly yanking me from under Nate's arm though he didn't seem to mind. "Hey little J" Trent chuckles using his childhood nickname for me as he leaned against the doorframe, sporting a forced grin. "How're you feeling today?" He pried as my mom leaned over and latched onto Nate, giving him a warm embrace of his own.

"I'm fine, big T" I cracked a smile reciprocating his nickname as he ruffled my hair lightly causing it to turn into a messy ball. Groaning I ran my fingers through my now unruly hair though my rummaging was stop when Nate's thick fingers combed through my hair restoring my previously perfect look.

"Trent" he bowed his head to show respect though it wasn't necessary. My brother did the same back, I guess they called a truce.

"Come on in" my mom ushered grabbing Nate's wrist and pulled him over the threshold. I couldn't help but giggle watching my mother who was a petite woman drag around Nate who who towered over her. "I hope you're hungry" she continued as she tugged him into the kitchen.

Allowing myself into the house I peeked around the corners for my dad but he was no where in sight. "Stop staring at me like that" I warned taking note of my brothers wide eyed gawking. It was as if he was waiting for me to burst into fits of tears and collapse on the floor.

"Like what?" He questioned innocent as he closed the door softly. My gaze darted between him and Wyatt who both had their eyebrows raised.

I let out an exaggerated groan as I spun on my heels and marched toward the kitchen leaving the two dimwits behind me. Rounding the corner I spot my mom handing Nate a spoonful of her pasta sauce to try much like she always did with Trent and I when we were younger. "That's delicious" he cooed as her eyes lite up with delight.

"Mom, stop trying to steal my mate" I joked catching their attention as I maneuvered around the counter top until I was close enough to hold Nate. I wrapped my arms around his waist as I rest my head against his side right under where his arm laid. "Want to see my bedroom?" I murmured as I placed a small peck on his shirt.

"Old room" he corrected with a smug look. Unknowingly my cheeks pushed upward at his comment, making it look as if I had been hiding food behind them. "And I would love to" he said lovingly, sounding genuinely interested. It's kind of funny that regardless of the multiple times Nate had been here, he had never seen my room or much of my old house other then the entry way, the living room, and most recently the kitchen.

Picking up his hand I led him back down the hall noting that my brother and Wyatt were still huddling by the door mysteriously, devising a plan of some sort. Ignoring them we continued on our journey up the stairs. Once we reached the top I couldn't control my eyes as they took in the room Carter was staying in. The door was propped open revealing the unmade bed with the top sheet hanging half off. All of his previously scattered clothing was gone along with any sign of him being here.

Taking a deep breath I yanked Nate farther down the hall, needing space in between me and that room. I grabbed a hold of my cold brass door handle and pushed it open revealing my tidy room. My body swelled with happiness as I scanned the room taking in all of my belongings and reliving my memories though that was short lived when I felt Nate's heart fall to the pit of his stomach. Spinning back I took in the scowl dominating his face. "What's wrong?" I pried quitely.

"All I can smell is Carter" he growled assertively as his dark orbs zoomed in one the bed as though he was picturing everything that took place there. He let out another small pain fueled howl as he picked up a black t-shirt that was conviently placed over the medal foot board of my bed. I gulped knowing the shirt belonged to Carter as my breathing hitched in my throat.

Balling it up he threw it at my bathroom door. "I... Nate, I didn't know it was here or that he had been in here" I explained weakly my voice barely coming out.

Sighing he spun back quickly, his square jaw tight as he clenched his teeth angrily. In two long strides he was pressed up against me, his large hands darted out and grabbing my hips roughly. Lifting me up he tossed me effortlessly on the dresser allowing my body to plop loudly causing my perfume bottles to tumble to the side. He stepped in between my legs never ceasing his emotionally tight hold on me. Within a second his hungry lips captured mine urgently. His kiss was fierce as he reclaimed by mouth as though trying to prove something. His moist tongue pushed between my slightly parted lips, making swirling motions against my teeth and cheeks. I moaned into his mouth causing him to kiss me harder and deeper almost in a savage like manor as his right hand left its current position on my hips and slide up my back until it cupped my neck securely.

Pulling back he nibbled on my bottom lip and tugged it outward, sucking on it as it slithered from his grip revealing his beautifully swollen mouth. We were both breathless as we remained still just staring at one another. "You done?" A voice questioned from the door way causing both of our heads to snap in the direction of my brother and Wyatt. Trent appeared annoyed by the PDA he had witnessed where as Wyatt almost seemed confused by the incident in general.

"No" I stated sternly causing him to roll his eyes and Nate to chuckle lowly and scoot my body closer with the hand that still held my waist firmly. My core was now pressing up against his rock hard stomach turning me on, and judging by the knowing smirk on his lips he was aware of what he was doing.

"When you are come down stairs, we need to talk" he ordered rudely as Wyatt spun back around pushing his shoulder into Trent's as if saying 'lets go'.

"About?" I hollered as they desended down the hall.

"Carter" Wyatt hollered back causing my body to freeze in its position. I swear every hair on my body stood up. Nate seemed to have a similar reaction except his entire body stiffened as he prepared himself for a fight if necessary.

"What are they talking about?" Nate pried taking a step back so I could hop off the dresser. I shrugged unknowingly as he huffed. "I can never escape him" he muttered.

As we made our way down stairs everyone was scattered through out the living room including my father. After a brief hug, Nate and I took our seats across from him on the couch. Rudely he ignored Nate who did the same in return. "Jamie" Wyatt spoke up as he cleared his throat. "As you know Carter is gone" to this I nodded as Nate placed his large hand on my shaky knee with the hopes of calmly my jolty nerves.

"He's with Heather" Trent cut him off and got straight to the point. Nate's fingers gnawed into me as he heard her name and the fact that they were together once again. I could feel his wolves claws begin to poke out as they skid against my jeans.

I shifted my body, pulling my legs out of his grip and on to the couch as I caught side of his winded expression. His nostrils were flared in and out at a quickened speed as his breathing increased. Where as Nate felt angered by the news, I felt almost a relief. I knew exactly what Nate was feeling, the same emotions washed through his body the day I chose Nate and Heather stepped up behind Carter. Even if he didn't want her, he hated the thought of them together. I realized that Heather was the one Carter slept with in order to break our bond. "Nate" I called out coyly as he slowly dragged his head to face me.

His eyes were small black slits that appeared as if he had been squinting. "But" Wyatt spoke up again flashing my brother a dirty look before meeting us again. " Heather isn't the one he..." He trailed informing me that Trent had told him what happened to me last night.

"Wait" I chuckled fakely. If Heather wasn't the one that Carter slept with yesterday who could he have slept with? Scanning the room I took in the saddened, worries expression on my families faces and I instantly knew.

My body jerked up as I stormed from the living room. "Jamie!" Nate bellowed, his voice over powering the others calling my name. I yanked open the front door as it smacked against he wall, between Nate and I my family will need a new door every time we come. Not caring about taking my time or being a lady's I hopped over the steps, landing in a squatting position. Using the balls of my feet I pushed myself back up only to be stopped by Nate's wife body blocking my way. "Stop" he ordered pleadingly.

"Move" I spat carelessly though he didn't budge. I stepped to the right as he did the same not allowing me to take one step.

"Think about what you're about to do" he dictated powerly, his pools swirling with emotion but I couldn't be stopped. Lynn needed to hear a piece of my mind.

"Nate, please get out of my way" I croaked as his arms gripped my arms planting me firmly to the ground before I could do something I would regret. "Get out of my way!" I yelled at the top of my lungs to which he finally gave up and moved allowing me to pass.

I stomped down the black top road ignoring my brothers requests to let it go. Forget that. Did Lynn think about me even for a second when she lied to me? Or when she slept with Carter again? No, she didn't. I'm done letting her off the hook. Lifting my hand I pounded on her front door as she opened it immediately, not looking shocked by my presence. "Jamie" she began as my hand darted out sliding against her face and let out a loud smacking noise.

"You're such a bitch" I hissed sharply as she clutched her pained cheek. "You are suppose to be my best friend and yet you go behind-"

"Oh shut up" she yelped back. "Stop acting so entitled. Why do you even care that I slept with Carter? Huh? You're the one who left him without any care!" She continued her rant as he hands wounded themselves in tight fists.

"This isn't about Carter!" I lied, my voice deafening as a hand was placed on my shoulder tugging me back a step. "It's about you being a bad friend!" I hollered staring at her with cold hateful eyes. Lynn and I had been friends for years yet she is acting as if our entire friendship meant nothing and was worth giving up for a quick lay. "You're a disgusting little slut" I growled using words I never thought I would describe my closest friend as.

"Get over yourself Jamie. Make up your damn mind on who you want. Because right now all you're doing is playing ping pong with Carter and Nate" Lynn shrieked, reality hitting me like a smack in the face. I spun around seeing Trent clutching my shoulder as I desperately searched for Nate only to find him back at my house, leaning against the hood of the car. I didn't even realize Lynn had grown closer until she spoke again, her tone soft "if you really loved him you wouldn't be over here yelling at me" she whispered.

Loosing my cool once again my hands shot out shoving her body until she fell down on her butt. A second later I took off on a full on sprint back toward Nate. As my anger began to fade his emotions rose threw me, he was hurt, he felt betrayed by me. I stopped running once I reached him, in a panic I nearly ran into him. "I'm sorry" I immediately apologized. "I... I don't know why..."

"You still love Carter" he murmured broken heartily as I took a hold of his arm wanting to deny his accusations yet unable to. Gaping up at me, our eyes locked. Pushing off his car he yanked himself from my hold.

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