His Forbidden Soulmate

Freya If I had a choice to become an animal, it would likely be a wolf. Not just any wolf, but a lovely she-wolf with snow-white fur and sky-blue eyes. I'm sure I'd be OK. As much as my love life. If I'm fortunate enough to have one. It would not be as tragic and agonizing as my mother's. Tears streamed down my cheeks from my eyes. It tickled my skin and drove me to respond by wiping it away from my face, but more tears streamed down as I did so. It was something that happened all the time before going to bed. It was similar to a bedtime routine. I'd stand by my bedroom window, staring out at the moon in the dark sky, and it would end with me begging the moon to turn me into a wolf, as if the moon had ears to hear before going to sleep. I used to laugh at myself for being crazy and having a big imagination from reading too many romance wolf-shifter novels. I believed it to be true. Before heading downstairs, I got out of bed and went to the bathroom mirror. I would check to see if m

Freya The moon is remarkable considering that it is constantly visible in the sky, no matter where you are. It's almost like it's keeping an eye on us. Why are the things that are out of your reach the ones that are closest to you? Like the sun, moon, and stars, but the ones closest to us appear to be the furthest away. I cried by the window the first night in my new house, just like I did at home. Looking up at the half-shiny moon in the sky. I didn't hide my puffy, red eyes from wailing all night in the morning when I went downstairs. There was no need to because what had happened to me was too sudden. As I walked into the kitchen, I was greeted by the overwhelming aroma of pancakes and chocolate syrup. Zira touched a strand of my long, black hair as Grandma brushed my cheek, sensing my gloom. Grandma brought my pancake and a steaming cup of peppermint tea to the dining room. I trailed her. "There you go, Hun," she said as she set it in front of me as I sat. "You'll be merry

Freya I would often go to the back of the house, hoping I would see that wolf again. It's been five days since I haven't seen it and a long time since I haven't heard from my mom. She promised she would call me every day. She lied. My head lowered miserably. Why do I always fall for my mom's promises? When will I learn that she will never fulfill any of them? I guess I hope that one day she will. It's disheartening to know that she would do anything for her lovers other than her own daughter. Why? Didn't I matter to her as well? I put down the new werewolf romance novel I was reading, another novel by A.K. Knight, Alpha Christian. It's about a powerful and kind alpha with a pure heart whose mate foolishly rejects him because of her father's hatred for him. I just hope they get back together; their love for each other was too beautiful to walk away from. It was the afternoon, so I went downstairs for a quick snack. "Emily," I heard my grandmother speaking to my mom on the phone jus

Freya Immediately I sat up as a strange, young male jumped before me. He was shirtless and very tall. He had dark, short, wavy hair that lay above his thick eyebrows and hid his ears. "I'm not going to hurt you," he said as he held both hands before him. His voice was smooth and clear, one that assured you he wouldn't. But how can I trust a stranger, for instance, a male I just met who is also bare-chested? I looked at where he leaped from, and I was soon surprised at how far he had jumped. I moved backward, scared. "Stay away from me," I warned him. "Are you hurt?" His eyes scanned my right foot. I had fallen hard on my right foot; it felt like it was sprained. "Your grandma and another elderly female came to my dad for help; that's why I'm here." His dark brown eye stares into mine, hoping to calm me down so I could trust him. "Where are they?" I cried, regretting that I had foolishly run off into the forest. "I'll take you to them," he informed me. I tried getting up, but

Jurius The night I couldn't sleep after I'd returned home. How could I, knowing that my mate was a feeble human and not a wolf shifter like me? and that I'll have to kill her? I wish I had climbed into her bedroom window and ripped off her tiny neck that night, but the disappointment was just too much. Why does this have to happen to me? Why couldn't I have not found my mate instead? Then I wouldn't be in this complicated situation. I heard a knock on my door. "Jurius." It was my mom. She was here to check on me, assuming I hadn't found my mate. "The door is open," I notified her. I sat up and threw away the football I had in my hand. My mom came to me and sat on the bed. "Oh, honey," she said as she embraced me. I returned her hug bitterly, loathing the fact that my soulmate was a frail human. "Don't be too hard on yourself that you didn't find your soulmate. You will within the next full moon. My mother tried to cheer me up. Remember, your father and I didn't find each ot