*** “So, this is boring,” I say about half an hour later. “Did you think it would be fun?” he sounds amused “Well, yeah” I shoot him a look “We’re just walking around aimlessly,” I complain, waving my hands to the trees around us. “We’re paying attention” he taps his ear “Making sure there’s no breach, looking for signs of trouble, paying attention.” He repeats. Yikes. I nod, I definitely have not been paying attention, I just thought were walking around, "have you noticed anything?” I question. “Nothing concerning, come on, let's go” he tips his head to the right and I fall in beside him. We walk for a bit and I try to pay attention this time, keeping my eyes and ears open but I doubt I’d notice anything strange because this is my first time being here, so even if there was something out of place, I suppose I wouldn’t know. We walk for a few more minutes and I just had to ask “Are we going somewhere?” “My office, I have a call with Red crescent and Ice moon Alpha
A middle aged female smiles sheepishly totally misunderstanding the situation at the door her hand still poised at the knob, I’ve seen her around the compound a few times. “I-it’s nothing, com-come in” I stuttered, making things worst. With his hands on my hips and me rising off the floor, it looks like I was just on my knees, under his table, probably doing something. Sweet Selene. Someone shoot me right now. “Alina, right?” I nod, no longer surprised that everyone seems to know my name these days. My gaze rested on her nose because I cannot bring myself to look her in the eyes, even though I'm not guilty of what she thought she walked into. “How have you been my dear?” “I’m fine thank you,” I say, my face still slightly hot. I go to move “I’ll leave you so you can talk” She waves me away “Oh, no dear, you can stay” turning to Zayne she continues “So I wanted to talk about Joel, he’s gotten worst, now he wants to move in with her” the female seems to be in some distress
“Focus!” A knee connects with my stomach, then a fist to my left ear. I land on the grass with an ‘oof’. A pair of booted feet comes to stand in front of me. I follow it up slim toned thighs encased in black leather pants and a black thermal, arms crossed over her chest to her slim pretty face and light amber eyes that are currently glaring at me. “What’s gotten into you today?” Naya asks. I expelled a loud breath. “Nothing” “Hu hm” she scoffed She obviously doesn’t believe me. I wouldn’t believe me too. Needless to say, I’ve been totally distracted and unfocused today. I’ve lost count of how many times she’s kicked my ass today. As of the past weeks, I’ve been able to hold my own with her. She still comes out on top but I can last a couple of minutes before eating dirt. “You’re not even trying, it’s no use beating a dead wolf. Which is what your acting like right now” Beating a dead horse, I want to correct but I doubt she’d appreciate it. So I pull myself up and brush of
I train with Naya the day after. Determine not to let the crazy in my life be a distraction to my goals. with all that was happening, I began to get sidetracked and almost lost sight of what was important, the promise that kept me breathing for months. Getting strong, finding those who destroyed my pack, and seeking justice. Today I’m more focused than ever, it’s like things just keep getting in the way, and I have the tendency to overthink things to an extent that makes me crazy. Just two nights ago I discovered we were mates. Fated, by Selena, the goddess of the moon, our creator.I didn’t doubt it, there was no cause for that, it made so much sense, even though I never let my mind wander there, at night, in my dreams I wondered if he was mine, but what did I know about mates? fated or not? I've never even been with a male.So, I tried to forget it, I told myself not to think about it but when Lily confessed it to me, it felt like a balm to my troubled soul, a salve to my wounde
“You shouldn’t be here” is the first thing I say when I stepped out, slightly concerned that he found out where I live. He steps out from the side which would be directly underneath where my window is positioned. He just looks at me over from my sneakers to my thick black leggings then up my gray long sleeves shirt. I can just feel the judgment from his gaze. “I see you don’t value your life” I say with a shake of my head, why also do I keep repeating myself? I turn and start walking to the arena, he falls in a few steps behind me, his arms at his sides, long legs clad in white pants, he is built like an enforcer, looking to be around the same age as Zayne, a year to two give or take. “Do you mind?” I wave my hands, wondering why he’s blantly following me now, as of yesterday he did so at a distance where I couldn’t see him “The abbot would like to meet with you” he quickly adds. “Alone” I’ve been expecting that, a part of me knew he wouldn't wait that long.He continues “In a
*** I’ll never be able to understand how people function with little to no amount of sleep. I sleep a lot, I enjoy it. This is why on the days I can’t seem shut my mind off, I turn to the arms of sleep. I feel like a nightmare. I probably look like one too, so drag my body from the bed late in the morning straight into the shower. Hoping the hot jets of water will make me feel better. I purposely got out of bed late so I don’t have to be up and looking at the time every passing second before noon comes. I am not excited or happy or anything like that, this is something I have to do. I cannot shy away from it, I cannot hide from it. I’ve had days to come to terms with it, and accept that my reality will change when I hear what the Abbot has to say. And also, how I deal with it is up to me, learning and accepting that I do not just share physical characteristics with something right out of a myth, I am trying to accept that I just dont look like them, I am a silver one and it doesn’t
***I’m restless so I go for a walk.He’s not happy with me, I know he’s not.What I don’t know is why?I try to go over the last few days, He barely looks at me and when he does it is not the same, that smothering look of sheer hunger he usually gives me, which makes me feel hot and embarrassed and good at the same time, is missing. He doesn’t touch me every time he gets like it’s his goddess-given right, whenever I’m in his presence he would hold my hand or smooth down my hair, or put his hand over my shoulder drawing me in to feel the warmth of his body. Now, He’s just cold.Why am I even thinking about this right now? Shakin my head I try to dispel those thoughts to ones that are pressing.I try to consider, truly consider the Abbot's generous offer to take me in, it would be for my own good, he said, I’d be able to learn more about myself, away from prying eyes and mostly, I would not bring any dangerous attention on Dark woods. In as much as I try to tell myself to truly think
The day I understand the way Zayne’s mind works is that day the wolves grow wings and fly. I roll my eyes at the visual. I’m not even exaggerating this time. He walked me back to the lodge that night and even after our conversation I’m still just as confused, maybe even more so, his attitude towards the whole situation is so contradicting, relaxed, and accommodating one moment and then, brooding and glaring the next. I dont want to keep thinking about him and his hot and cold attitude. Do I care? Yes. Damn it, I can’t even convince myself otherwise. At first, I thought he wasn’t saying anything because he wanted someone to take me and my baggage off of his hands and I wouldn’t blame him, hell I wish someone would take this load off my hands. But now, after his words that night, in the calm level-headed tone, he delivered them. I might as well pick up a branch and start plucking off leaves asking the universe and guessing ‘he wants me, he wants me not’ who knows, that migh