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.
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“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
The sunrays made contact with my face, waking me up from the deep sleep I was in. I felt myself holding something— or someone. I opened my eyes and saw Priya sound asleep in my arms. I smiled a little to myself at how adorable she looked in my embrace. Her face was buried in my chest and her arm was thrown lazily around my torso. When she asked me last night to sleep beside her, I was slightly hesitant. At the end of the day, I was a man and she was a stunning girl. While we were dancing at the club, I wanted to kiss her, to take her away from everyone and have her for myself, but I had to remind myself that she wasn't eighteen yet. I had to remind myself that although she didn't remember who she was, she was still healing and maybe a bit traumatized and she probably wasn't sure of any choice she made. Every move I made was preceded by her consent, but even her consent wasn't enough at that moment because she wasn't fully okay. She still had a long way
Nobody was at home. I had the whole place for myself, but I didn’t enjoy the place when it was this empty. It was boring. Rowena added life to the place and as for Xander, he added… excitement. He made my heart perform backflips whenever he was around and he never failed to make my stomach erupt with butterflies. I made my way to the kitchen to pour myself some juice and I found Sorrel there. Whenever she was around, I didn’t feel comfortable. “I see that you’re falling for the Alpha,” she commented and I had to suck in a breath. Was I? I shouldn’t fall for him. I had to acknowledge the fact that this wouldn’t end up well, yet I wasn’t doing anything. “I’m not falling for anyone,” I said. I wasn’t sure if I was speaking the truth or I was in utter denial. “Whom are you lying to? Yourself?” She let out a sarcastic laugh. “Who do you think you are to talk to me like that?” I snapped. She was way out of line and I didn’t appreciate the way she sp
“Are we doing this correctly?” Xander asked me as we chopped the vegetables mentioned in the recipe. “Is there a wrong way to chop vegetables?” I wondered as I cut the yellow pepper into long slices. “You have a point.” He chuckled. “Cutting onions is the worst! I don't like how my tears are running uncontrollably,” he huffed, making me laugh. “I don't even know what I'm crying about!” “I got scissors, you got paper. You lost. End of discussion,” I teased him and put the pepper in the pan. After lots of complaining from Xander and me teasing him about how his eyes were watery and red, we put all the vegetables in the pan and we kept stirring them in the cup of oil we added before putting the vegetables. “Just a pinch. Don't add too much!” I instructed him as he added salt, pepper, garlic powder, and paprika. “Okay, you go boil the water for the pasta,” he told me and I nodded. This was fun. Having dinner at a fa