Shift in Reality

Carrie Kiss is the new girl in a perfectly normal town or so it seems. Living beside the woods has been the ideal scenery for starting anew. That is until she gets an unexpected guest. Because Carrie has a secret. One that has her running away from everything she once knew and believed.

Liam Kimber is the resident badass. Somewhat of a loner, no one dares to cross him at least if they value their life. Apart from being the son of an Alpha, he is the strongest and most brutal werewolf of them all.

What happens when these two people, both attempting to escape their destiny, cross paths? Let's just say, sparks will fly.


4. Unravelling

Lee and Lace were extremely adorable and active children. They both kept Carrie on her feet all day. Either she was busy making a meal or snack for them, or they had her playing and taking part of whatever they were doing. It even became a task to keep the two siblings from fighting over who got to play with her while she babysat. Yet Carrie wouldn't trade it for anything. She had come to love the little Kimber's in the weeks she'd been taking care of them.

Carrie tiredly dragged herself home in the evening when Mera and Lenard finally came back. The little Kimber's-she had come to nickname them both had cried and begged for her to stay, holding her captive by attaching themselves to her legs. Liam was always absent for most of her stay, only appearing to play and tease his little siblings or grab something from the kitchen. Apart from that, he usually stayed out late or never came back home, ignoring Carrie's very presence. It had irked her because she hadn't done anything to be treated so lowly by anyone.

Upon getting to her cottage, she was alarmed when she could make out figures on her front porch. Carrie reached into her carry-on bag and grabbed the can of pepper spray she carried around for protection, cautiously approaching her cottage.

The people revealed themselves when she got close enough, and her heart rate went down noticeably. They were only teenagers.

"Uhm... Hi?" She greeted awkwardly.

Carrie had been dreaming of how she was going to read a book in front of her fireplace with a tea filled kettle. That plan was going down the drain.

"I'm Nikki. You're new here." A pretty girl with long dark hair said, bouncing to Carrie's side. What had she missed?

"So what if I am new?" She retorted sassily. daring them to not answer her.

"Well, won't you be bored without any friends here?" Nikki questioned cheerfully.

Carrie stood stiffly, wondering how they knew her address. She wasn't ungrateful for the girl's kindness, but they were all still strangers. Strangers that seemed to know a lot about her.

"This is a pretty small town. News spread pretty fast around here. And we all did see you with The Kimber kids, which means you're the lucky nanny." Nikki explained.

"Oh stuff it, Nikki. And seriously guys? Enough with the intimidating postures." A guy with light hair and piercing blue eyes stepped out.

"I'm Blaine."

The other two on Carrie's front porch bounded down from the front stairs to gladly introduce themselves to her. The two of them were identical twin girls going by the name of Mina and Nina. The difference between the two was that Nina's hair was short compared to Mina's.

"Sorry to cut our acquaintance short, but I am tired." Carrie apologised to her guest.

They, in turn, apologized for the circumstance of their meeting and promised to come take her out with them tomorrow. Carrie had mixed feelings about that offer but knew she wouldn't be able to deter them and get them away from her radar.

Instead of curling up in front of the fire she went outside, in loose and comfortable clothes and a sweater. She took her book, kettle and cup outside and settled on the steps of her front porch to read her novel. Later she would need to buy an outdoor sofa for her front porch.

The wind rose and Carrie's head whipped up. She shifted her gaze and looked directly into the beautiful black and gold eyes of a wolf.

She stumbled back up a step, pressing a hand to her mouth to muffle the scream threatened to come out. He was across the clearing, closer than he'd ever come. Carrie had been seeing him here and there lately. He was always watching her but never approaching her. She had proceeded to leave out food for it daily in a way to lure it closer, but the food she left out was never eaten.

"Hey." Carrie laughed a little. She had gotten up and stealthily gone to stand beside her door, a hand placed firmly on the handle.

"You're here again." She murmured while he stood, still as a stone carving.

"I look for you every day. You never eat the food I leave out for you. I keep wishing you'd come closer, but that is dumb isn't it? Then again, I am talking to a wolf, so really, how much saner can I get?"

Carrie lowered slowly into a crouch. "I won't hurt you," she said to the wolf. "I've been reading about wolves. You shouldn't be intrigued by me." She sighed and continued. "You should be running with a pack. With your mate."

"Wolves mate for life." She whispered, jolting in shock when lightning flashed across the darkening sky, the roar of thunder following with it.

The clearing was empty. The magnificent mahogany wolf was gone.


Liam was thinking about Carrie far too much and far too often. It angered him. Liam was a man who prided himself on self-control. When one possessed power, control must walk with it.

Power untampered could corrupt. It could destroy. He'd been taught from birth his responsibilities as well as his advantages. His gifts as well as his curses. Solitude was his way of escaping all of it, at least for short spans of time.

He knew, too well, no one escaped destiny. The first son of an Alpha was expected to accept destiny.

Alone in his room, he let his mind remind him of Carrie and the way she'd looked when he'd come into the clearing. There was such sweetness in her that it pulled at him, even as he struggled to stay away. The easy way she spoke and played with his siblings, how she sounded speaking to his wolf form in that quiet voice that trembled with nerves, fear and excitement.

He wondered how many other human women, alone in what was essentially wilderness, would have the courage or the desire to talk to a wolf, much less reassure him.

She thought she was a coward. He had touched her mind gently, but enough to scan her thoughts.

Carrie didn't have any concept of what she had inside her. She hadn't even explored her strong sense of family and loyalty. And she had this tinge of sadness about her. Like she was carrying the weight of the world on her back.

If she'd been sent to him and he accepted her, the decision he was not ready to make would be made for him.

Carrie was not of his kind. Humans were simple-minded beings, who couldn't bear to accept a single change in the order of their mentality. Yet already there were needs stirring. She was a lovely young woman, after all, vulnerable and a little lost. Those needs would have been natural enough, particularly after his long, self-imposed solitude.

Male needed female.

But the needs went deeper, stronger and more demanding than he ever experienced before. When you felt too much, control slipped. Without control, there was no choice.

Yet he couldn't stay away from her. He had been wise enough, to keep his distance in his human form. Still, he was drawn through the forest to watch Carrie and watch and feel her aura.

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