“Did you find out who she is?” Jorah, my Beta, asked me. Ever since Priya was brought to my house three days ago in the middle of the night, he had been asking me about her. He did not like outsiders and to him, she was dangerous.
“We don’t know who she is. She is definitely a werewolf, but she hasn’t matured yet. She most probably is seventeen. Apparently, she suffers from a complete memory loss, so she doesn’t even remember her name,” I filled him in. I was taken by complete surprise when the patrol brought her to my place. She was covered in her own blood, her clothes were barely covering her body, she was freezing and completely unconscious.
Her state had me baffled. If her injury was minor, I would have taken her to Jorah. He had knowledge regarding stitching and cleaning wounds, but the amount of blood she shed on my sweatshirt when I took her from the patrol to my car was enough to make me take her straight to the clinic.
“And you actually believe she’
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“Promise me that you won't fear me.” His request had me startled. Why would I fear him? He had been kind and sweet to me. What would make him scary? “I promise,” I said as the strong wind brushed my hair, causing me to shiver a little. Maybe I should have brought a jacket with me, but the excitement I felt when he told me he would show me his wolf form made me forget everything. “ Wait for me here,” he told me, and I nodded, smiling a little at him. Cautiously, I sat down on one of the chairs in the backyard. The vast pool in front of me made me wonder if I knew how to swim or not. The water was intriguing that I almost approached it, but I was scared. I didn't want to fall. Not knowing anything about myself was frightening. “It's going to be colder in the forest.” Xander's voice pulled me away from my thoughts, making me look at him. He was holding a huge hoodie for me. My heart warmed at the gesture. “Thank you.” I slowly got up and took the
I pulled the pillow close to me as I kept my eye closed. I could feel the sunlight hitting my face, but I didn’t want to wake up. The soft mattress beneath me made getting up an impossible task. Did I need to get up? Memories of last night played in the back of my mind and the corners of my mouth turned up a little when I recalled how Xander looked as a wolf. A realisation came to me that I didn’t get back to my room and that was enough to force me to open my eyes. Everything seemed familiar. This was the room Xander gave me yesterday. How did I get here though? Had I fallen asleep against him last night while we were in the forest? The mere thought caused heat to rush to my cheeks. I had a light grey duvet over my body; it was so smooth that I didn’t want to push it away. I looked down at my clothes and I found myself in the same outfit I had on last night. I even still had the sweater on. Carefully, I pushed myself up and got out of my luxurious bed. I needed to sh
Almost twenty days had passed since we found out that Priya was allergic to milk. After that incident, I left the pack for three days to finish off some business. When I came back, I was hoping that she would have remembered anything, but that did not happen. Her allergy was the only thing we were able to find out about her. She couldn't remember anything and as the days passed, I could tell that this was taking a toll on her, frustrating her. At first, she was taking the matter lightly, doing her best to get accustomed, but for the past few days, it was obvious that things had been different. She politely refused to spend time with Rowena and she stayed in her room most of the time. I suggested taking her to the forest for a walk, knowing that her wound was in a better state, but she said no. I kept thinking that maybe she was scared of seeing me in my wolf form again, but the look she had in her eyes the night I took her there told me that she wasn’t scared at all.
“Where are the logs I will be moving today?” For the past three days, I had been moving logs and organizing them under the small wooden awning attached to the cabin in the training camp. “We’re going to make your job a bit harder today,” Xander informed me, and a shiver ran down my spine. What did he plan to do? When Xander told me I had to either work or leave, fear controlled every cell in my body. I was even scared of asking any question because I had a feeling that if I annoyed him too much, he was going to kick me out. The first time I came to the camp to work, I was frantic and it took every ounce in my body to prevent myself from crying. When he was cleaning my wound, I was on the edge, because I felt that the safety he provided me with was being stripped away from me and I wanted it so badly. I had to hold onto it tightly. I felt pathetic for crying in front of him, but I couldn't prevent myself from crying. I wasn't do
Another day at training. I didn't mind though. I liked the idea of strengthening my body. I didn't like being weak. I wanted to be able to do things on my own and defend myself. Xander didn't let me train yesterday, telling me to take the day off after my breakdown during our run. Compared to what I had witnessed around the camp, Xander was so easy on me. He probably realised I would break if he treated me in the same way. Two days ago, I remembered bits and pieces of the attack and I couldn't remember anything else. The whole experience was terrifying, but I was glad for Xander’s presence. At first, I thought he would push me to work harder, so I would get over whatever memory that made me panic and heave. He proved me wrong. Xander was so gentle with me. He held me tightly and protectively, protecting me from my mind, which was my number one enemy at that moment. I was safe in his arms even though there was a war going on inside of me. His soothing words calmed my
Do you think it's okay to go out?” I wondered, glancing at Rowena. We were watching TV since we had nothing to do. Xander was out with Jorah who still seemed to be wary of me. I still didn't understand what I did wrong to make him think of me as nothing but a suspicious being, yet I was determined to fix the image he had about me. Ever since what Sorrel told me on my first day, she hadn't tried to talk to me, which was extremely odd. She just threw one warning and walked away. Did she hear me ask Xander about her? Did that make me unworthy of her trust in her eyes? Was I even supposed to trust her? I had been here for a month and I hadn't seen anything bad from neither Rowena nor Xander. The day he threatened to kick me out, I thought that was going to be the end of my safety, but I realised later what he meant by doing that. I was never going to get better while sulking inside my room. He challenged me, allowed me to get the anger I had inside of me and made me dire
Dinah told me to let go of myself and the music was going to take control over my body and move me. She was right. I didn't know how I was doing it, but I was enjoying myself on the dance floor. I swayed my body to the music as I savoured every second I spent on the dance floor. “I'm tired! I'm going to sit down,” Dinah shouted over the music to Rowena and me. “I need to sit down too!” Rowena said, and I whined. I didn't want to stop dancing, but I was sure that they weren't going to leave me alone on the dance floor. “Let's just drink what we ordered, then we can dance again.” I nodded and let them take me to the VIP area again. Jorah wasn't there, but Keith and Xander were. “We’ve got a great dancer here!” Dinah exclaimed as she took a seat beside her mate. “You are?” Xander seemed surprised to learn something like that about me. Truthfully, I was surprised too. “Seems like it.” I shrugged. “Which one is my drink?” I asked hi
I tried pushing that person away, but I couldn't. Weakness was taking over me. Every move I tried to make was restrained. I couldn't see straight and no matter what I did, I couldn't get away from that person. “Where the fuck do you think you're taking her?” That voice was familiar, but I couldn't determine whose it was. All I knew was that I was safe again. “She's my girlfriend. She came with me and she's going with me. Back off.” No, I wasn't his girlfriend. I didn't know that person. I tried to say anything, but I couldn't. My tongue felt heavy. “And you decided to drug her!” Before I could process what was going on, I heard screams, and the person who held me let go. I thought I would fall because my whole body was unstable, but somebody else caught me. What was happening? “Fuck! Priya, can you hear me?” Was that Dinah? “Xander! Stop! You're going to kill him!” That was Rowena’s voice. “Man, stop! She's fine! She's safe!” T