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"Dad's already accepted the fact you will go to them. The only person stopping you is you."

"And the past," I pressed. "It's not as easy to just forget he let them wipe my memories. He didn't protect me then."

"I'm guessing there wasn't much he could do."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Since when have you been on his side?"

Jace shrugged his shoulders and picked up his book. "I'm on the side that is going to win. Fact is you love the guy, and he loves you. It's only a matter of time until you end up together. Now shouldn't you be getting home?"

I glanced at the time. "Yeah, mom will be wondering where I am."

I sighed and got up. Jace was right about a lot of things, and I would love to say he was wrong about this, but like always he was right.

I loved Zane. Now I just didn't know what to do.

***

I felt incredibly stupid. Standing here on the porch. I was going to turn and run when the front door opened.

Right. Looks like I'm not getting out of it.

"Who are you?" A girl I had never seen before, eyed me down. "If this is about the street parking, we already put in a permit."

The pack house was always filled with strangers. It must be weird for Zane to live with them.

"Um, no. I'm, um, am here to see Zane. Zane Harris."

"Oh." She frowned. "I'll just be a minute."

She closed the door in my face, and I heard her walk off. I took this time to lean against the porch pole and watch the rain and lightning. The storm that was predicted was incredibly beautiful. It was calming to watch, and I was so wrapped up in watching it and hadn't heard the front door open or close.

"Allie."

I spun around. My hair damp from the rain, wearing just jeans and a hoodie. I wasn't dressed to impress, and I wasn't even wearing make-up. Instead, I had come here straight from dad's. Jace's words, ‘you will end up together’ just rang in my head. He said I had to 'face the music,' well, this was me facing the music, and boy it was loud.

"Hey." I smiled.

Zane was standing there, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. Even in this cold, I could bet he was warm. The white t-shirt was so tight, it clung to his muscles, defining each one.

"What are you doing here?" He tilted his head to the side watching me, trying to figure me out.

"Facing the music." I smirked and leaned back against the pole. "Someone close told me something that made me think I should talk to you."

"Well, you are the last person I expected to see tonight." He put his hands in his pockets. "So, what are you here to talk to me about?"

I took a deep breath in. I could do this. "Um, well, it's…not easy to say."

"Try me."

"I'm in love with you." I exhaled quickly and then inhaled just as quick. "I know I'm not going to make the perfect Alpha Wife. I know I don't lead with steps to follow in. I basically will suck at this, but if fate thinks that you and I are the perfect fit, I'm not going to fight it anymore. That's what I came here to tell you. I'm not fighting it anymore."

I wasn't going to fight the longing or the wanting. I wasn't going to turn down opportunities to be with him. I wasn't fighting the process anymore.

Zane just stood there. Not making a sound. Not moving. Not replying to me.

I sighed. "I guess I'll let you think about it." I took a step closer to him and planted a small kiss on his cheek. My lips were on fire, just from the small touch. "Night, Zane."

I turned and took the steps. I guess I had stunned him. I ran through the rain until I was at my car and when I pulled away, I glanced and saw Zane still standing there. Just watching me. I guess after this morning, he would never expect me to do a 360, but I had, and as I drove away, I didn't regret it.