third floor and waited. Several lights were on and the shades hadn't been drawn yet, but I didn't know if it was her apartment or not. With the windows open, I knew I'd be able to listen in until someone passed by the window.
I closed my eyes to focus on one window in particular. I hoped to hear something, her voice, her name, anything to let me know that Mather really was her.
"Dad, you know I love it when you come visit, but you knew I was going out."
My eyes flew open. It was Heather. I took a step forward to run to the door, or climb up the brick to her window, then stopped. I needed to remember she didn't know me. I found her, now I needed to make her fall in love with me again.
If I could just get one glimpse of her, it would hold me until we could meet. I looked towards the window again and waited. She had to walk past or close the blinds. She had to do something. I had to see her.
The minutes felt like hours as I waited for a glimpse of her. I focused my hearing on her open window and listened in again.
"I won't be back until late, but if you feel like going home, I'll understand," Heather said.
And then I saw her. She moved to the window, the glow of the lights behind her making her glow like an angel. The dark red hair that was pushed behind her ear was straight and shoulder length like she always wore it. As she reached up to the top of the long window to close it, her shirt rose and revealed the thick curves I always loved.
She turned around and two men, one older and one younger, moved into view. Even from this distance, I knew they weren't human. As I watched, the hair at the back of my neck stood as I recognized one of them. How could it be him?
Undressing quickly, I shifted into wolf form and moved closer to the driveway again. A row of bushes lined the walkway leading to the driveway. It was dark enough that I could watch but not be seen. Now wasn't the time for us to meet.
The younger man opened the car door for my Heather and I let out a low growl. His eyes flashed amber as he looked for me, but I knew he'd never find me. Unlike other shifters, my scent could not be traced. He closed her door and looked into the darkness at the bushes.
I fought the desire to jump out and attack him. I didn't want him anywhere near my love, but as he entered the car, I saw her smile at him and my heart sank a little. Would Heather be better off without me?
I didn't want to think about the many times Heather and I fell in love, only for her life to be ended brutally. Each time she lived, that was her fate, but maybe it wasn't. Maybe that was just her fate as my mate.
I stayed hidden as the car drove away. The last time she died was the worst for me. It took me so long to get over her death. It was the least expected and therefore most brutal for me. What if she could have a life without me? What if that was why she kept coming back?
Thinking about the curse of my clan, I wondered if I needed to accept that I would never be with her forever. That no matter how many times I found her, she would be ripped away from me unmercifully. Maybe the reason she came back wasn't to be with me, maybe my one love was meant for someone else.
Chapter Three
Heather
Six Months Ago
As I got ready for my date that night, I never expected it would be one of the worst nights of my life. I was still in my bedroom getting ready while my apartment magically shrank because of the two men in the living room, my date Gavin and my father.
Both were large, muscular men who might have drawn stares in any other town but in Leeds Point. Men like them were the norm, especially since Leeds Point was full of shifters. Not that my father was one, but he was so tall and muscular he could easily be mistaken for one.
Unfortunately, I couldn't hide out in my room all night. Eventually I had to come out and pretend my father stopping by when I had a date was no big deal. Wasting time getting ready wasn't going to make things out there any