Fornever (Book 2)

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For You

They had to rinse their feet in the pool to get rid of the mud before sneaking up to their rooms. Lily stood at the door, looking at Ezra who refused to budge from his spot.

“Go to bed,” Lily told him softly.

Ezra nodded, immobile.

“Ezra...” She tried again, quirking her brows.

It lit a smile on his tired face. The dark circles around his eyes bothered her deep down. However, he was as stubborn as always, refusing to leave her side.

Sighing, she flattened her palm on his chest to move him back from the door but moving a wall would’ve been easier.

“You need rest,” she fussed, “You’re so obsessed with looking after me you’ve forgotten all about you. Think about your health first.”

Ezra lifted her hand from his chest and pressed her palm against his lips. The butterflies in her stomach fluttered in guilt. She was selfishly taking all that he could offer whilst she knew she’s a potential threat to his life.

“You’re all I can think of,” he rasped against her wet skin, giving her goosebumps. “There’s no space in my head for anything other than you.”

Her heart stilled. There was too much to process. She loved him like she’d never loved anyone. It was a shattered relationship but what hurt more was she didn’t know what would healing bring.

Letting go of the door, she moved closer and cupped his cheeks.

He deserves better.

It was the most painful arrow her mind lodged in her heart. If they weren’t meant to be, if she was really curse, if their bond was destructive, why did the moon goddess bind them together?

“Ezra–” her voice cracked. “I... What you’re doing, putting me before you, it’s not good. That’s not love.”

Dark blue eyes poured electricity into hers. He curled his arms around her waist and yanked her closer. Her toes barely met the ground.

His fingers dug into her skin, feeling the heat sneak from his belly to hers through their wet clothes. It was ironic.

“Love is just an empty word. A vessel. The meaning comes from within you.”

“You have an answer for everything, don’t you.”

“No. I don’t. I don’t have the answers to understand you. Why are you creating distance between us when you clearly don’t want to?” The intensity of his conflict glistened in his eyes. “Do you doubt that I won’t be worth it?”

Dread crawled up her chest. Something in her told her his insecurity was eating him up on the inside. That’s why those constant touches.

“No,” she assured him firmly.

“I don’t doubt you. You’ve been proving yourself to me over and over again even if you didn’t know how to. How can I doubt that?”


Lily had a hard time convincing her mind that she should tell him but she knew him. He would never believe such a stupid statement from a random old lady.

“I don’t want to rush things.”

Ezra seemed like he had more to vent but decided against it when she yawned into his shoulder.

The grip on her waist loosened until it disappeared, leaving her disappointed for a split second.

“At least it’s not a no.”

Ezra reluctantly agreed to sleep in his own room. He told her he wanted to cuddle with his bud then he noticed how exhausted Lily was and she’d probably need some time alone to process her confession.

“Good night, baby.” He kissed under her earlobe and stroked her belly a couple times. “Good night to you too, my flower to be.”

Lily dragged her feet to the bathroom and changed into a comfortable night gown before slipping under the covers. She could still feel his touch tingling her skin.

This needs to stop. She reminded herself.

There were only two options left for her. Find the woman, ask for the truth or ...

It hurt thinking about it. She would live a loveless dull life rather than harming Ezra.

Morning rolled in quick and somehow she woke up right on time for breakfast. Guess her bodyclock still worked.

“Morning, Lily.” Amelia passed a cup of coffee over to Ben.

“Good morning everyone.”

Ezra got up from his chair quickly, grabbed her arm and guided her to the chair beside him.

“I’m not crippled or handicap,” Lily reminded him in low tone. “I’m just pregnant.”

Amelia chuckled. “Like father, like son.”

“Except the son has no moral boundaries.” Ben added in a monotone.

Ezra looked up at him, his hands fisted. Lily half expected a fight to break out but Ezra remained silent. Ben put his newspaper down, took his coffee and left for a meeting. Amelia shook her head as she bit into her sandwich.

“Your dad is upset with you.” Lily told him, slowly. “I thought you would have figured it out yet.”

“He doesn’t listen. I’ve tried.”

“How much?”

Ezra drew his brows together. “How much what?”

“How much have you tried?”

He rubbed the side of his neck. “Enough times.”

“And then you stopped?”

“He told me it’s no use. I don’t know any another of consoling him.”

Her hand sought out his in support and encouragement only to withdraw it mid way. No more touchy feely.

“You didn’t stop when I told you to.”

“That was a different story.”

Lily watched him reach for the butter knife and cut the crust from his toast.

“I mean a lot and he doesn’t?”

Ezra threw her a sideway glance. “You both do.”

“Then why stop?”

That paused his hands. She could see the realization cloud his eyes. Amelia hid her smile as she sipped from her coffee. After a few stall seconds, Ezra ate his breakfast with a mood lighter than before. Amelia eventually disappeared into the kitchen with the cups.

“I know you miss him.” Lily said. “You want that connection back. You guys were like best friends and his distance is bothering you.”

The corners of his lips curved into a soft smile. “I’m glad you notice me enough to know that. Don’t worry, he’ll come around soon. By the way, your blood transfusion is in the afternoon.”


Ezra stood up and slid on his navy blue jacket over his white button down shirt which clung to him in all the right places.

“My only pleasure,” he bent down, placed a chaste kiss on her cheek and then left in a hurry.

Since she had the rest of the day off, Lily visited the cafe. Half of the place was occupied. Sabrina and Kandra introduced her to the new staff they hired and congratulated her on her pregnancy.

“Is that Luke?” Lily noticed the Beta typing away in one of the booth.

Sabrina tucked her hair behind her ear and nodded. “He’s becoming a regular customer.”

Lily sat down in the seat in front him and smiled when he looked up from his laptop.

“Hello, Luna. Do you need anything?”

Straight forward as always.

“Call me Lily, please. Actually... Can you tell me about Marie? Is she okay? Was she really...?”

Luke observed her pleading eyes for a few moments then gave in. “She’s put under house arrest. The Alpha asked Azazel to investigate and...”


“There was love potion in her bloodstream.”

Lily could only stare, her mind processing the news. “Love potion?”

Luke closed his laptop and clasped his hands on top of it. “Turns out she was never in love with Shawn. It was all the influence of the potion.”

“Why would Shawn do that? It doesn’t make sense.”

“Azazel had a thoery so she went to their pack with the excuse of returning your things. While she was there, she checked the other women’s blood tests too. All of them were normal except their Luna.”

“Goddess, that’s messed up. Can we help her? And what about Marie?”

Luke shrugged and grabbed his green tea. “Marie was in shock but she’s coping. The pack, however, is doomed. Ezra had already sent the reports to the council and had requested a war.”

Shocked, anxious and confused, Lily held on to the table. “A war? Is he insane?”

The look she received from Luke said ‘yes he is’.

“You can’t let that happen. There are innocent lives involved.”

“I’m afraid I can’t do much. Only witches can make potions which mean they’re involved with the witches. Joining hands with the enemy is a great offence for the council.”

A sudden wave of nausea made her dizzy. It wasn’t strong but the claws around her throat weren’t helping either.

You are cursed, my child.

The images popping up in her head gave her goosebumps. If anything happened... No, no. She will talk to him. There’s nothing left in her heart to break but this was going to grind those pieces.


She looked pale. “I’m good. Take care of Marie. I have some work to do. See you around.”

Initially her intention was going to Ezra’s office to talk about his decision then she changed her mind when the dizziness increased. Amelia helped the nurses set up the room and start the process. A dull ache spread in her arm where the IV tube was connected.

“Finish your soup then take a nap, Lily. You don’t look so well.” Amelia checked her temperature but it was normal.

She finished the soup with heavy lids and stiff limbs. At some point she slid down the bed and gave into sleep.

A light fluttering sensation on her cheek woke her up. She was met with the beautiful blue eyes of her Ezra. They are vibrant, fierce and possessive.

“Wake up, baby.” He murmured, stroking her cheek and hair. “They need to remove the IV.”

He helped her sit up as a nurse removed the equipment from her hand and left.

“How are you feeling?”

Lily didn’t want to talk about anything other than the war but he was kneeling by her bed and it bothered her.

“Ezra,” she inhaled, “Stop the war.”

The statement caught him off guard. He stood up and leaned over the pillows by her sides.

“Who told you that?”

“That doesn’t matter. Why are you starting a war against an entire pack? It’s not fair and is way more dangerous than you think it is.”

“Relax.” He sat on the mattress beside her. “The royal council is going to be a part of it. The victory will be ours.”

Lily searched his eyes hoping it was a joke but it wasn’t.

“I’m here to tell you that I’m leaving–”

“No.” She jumped in, her fingers digging into his forearms, eyes wide and alert. “No, you’re not leaving. It’s not safe.”

Ezra stared at her outburst in bewilderment. “Calm down, love. Wars are never safe but I have never been defeated. Trust me.”

“Why don’t you understand?” Her tone was heavy with frustration. “I can’t bear any more loss.”

“You won’t—”

“Ezra,” she pleaded. “Please? I have a bad gut feeling about this.”

“Your gut is stressed, that’s why.”

She moved closer to him on her knees which proved to be difficult because her body was aching as if she hadn’t slept for days.

“Why don’t you ever listen to me? This is not a joke.”

“Neither are you or my baby. They put you in danger. I could’ve been too late, damnit. And not to forget that pack is a snake for our community.”

All doors were closed for her. He had made up his mind, there was no alternative. There was only one reason for her to stop him and now was the best time to tell him.

“I’m cursed.′ she blurted out.

That caught his attention. “What?”

“I’m cursed.” She repeated, watching his blank face. “Remember when you found me at the park? There was this old lady and she told me everyone I love–”

Ezra laughed out loud at that. She sounded ridiculous.

“An old lady? A curse? What have you been reading these days? That’s crap.”

A flash of hurt in her eyes and his amusement died down immediately. He took her hands in his and kissed her knuckles.

“Only Oracles can tell you about your fate. Not some random old lady. I know an oracle. I’ll take you to her when I’m back. That’s a scam.”

“What if it’s true?” Lily protested. “You’ll get hurt.”

Ezra sighed and kissed her chin. “Don’t believe in silly palm readings. I’ll be back before you know it. I can’t backtrack now even if I want to. It’s my duty before anyone else.”

Her eyes shone in the dim light seeping through the curtains. He couldn’t help but kiss her deeply, his tongue invading her horrible thoughts.

“Nothing will happen to me,” he mumbled against her lips. “I promise.”

Lily fisted his shirt and clung to him, accepting his little bites on her neck and shoulder. Upon reaching her collarbones, he laid her head over her heart and inhaled her scent.

“I love you, Lily.” He reminded her, his tone firm and heavy. “And love our little bud. There’s a snowball’s chance in hell I’ll ever let go of you.”

When he shifted to move, Lily’s heart constricted. Her ridiculous worrisome mind was not satisfied with his promise.

Ezra slid off the bed and put the cover over her. “I’ll be back soon.”

He had taken only a step or two when her hand wrapped around his forefinger. Although she didn’t voice it, he felt all her turmoil in that hold.

“Don’t go.” She requested.

He smiled down at her with his dimples popping.

“I’ve signed a contract...”

Lily pursed her lips but her desperation was visible in her eyes.

“You live here, baby.” Ezra tapped his chest. “What makes you think I’ll ever let anything happen to it?”

A moment of silent oasth passed between the two and Lily finally released his finger.

“May the fates be with you.”

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