--Alyssa--The guy was gone now, and Xavier was seated in his seat, looking somewhat relieved as he settled back. His presence was a comforting anchor in the bustling café. I glanced at him, knowing he would have questions.“What did he want?” Xavier asked, his voice a mixture of curiosity and possessiveness. He reached for a bottle of drink on the table, his fingers lingering on the cool glass before he twisted it open.“He wanted my number,” I replied, trying to sound nonchalant. Xavier’s face darkened, his eyebrows knitting together in a frown.“Glad that he knows who I am to you now,” he said, taking a deliberate sip of his juice. His tone was firm, but the jealousy behind his words was unmistakable. I couldn’t help but smile; it was endearing to see him so protective.Just then, a rush of people began to flood into the café. They moved with purpose, and I quickly realized they were likely Xavier’s employees. Each one bowed respectfully to him before finding their seats. The café,
--Alyssa--Getting up from bed, I felt excruciating pain shooting through my body. Every muscle seemed to scream in agony, and my bones felt as if they were being crushed by an unseen force. The pain was relentless, unlike anything I had ever experienced before. I was not in heat; I had learned the difference between being in heat and not being in heat, and this was definitely not it. This pain was deeper, more intense, almost as if it were emanating from my very soul.I looked around the room, my eyes searching for any sign of comfort or familiarity. The room was dimly lit, the morning light barely creeping through the thick curtains. Xavier was nowhere to be found. His side of the bed was cold and empty. He had gone to one of the Packs to do something, though I wasn't quite sure what exactly he was doing. His absence added to my distress; I longed for his reassuring presence, his strong arms to hold me and tell me everything was going to be okay.“Ahh,” I yelled, the pain becoming u
--Alyssa--Grandma was here, and she had come to see me. The pains were still persistent, gnawing at my insides with an intensity that made it difficult to maintain my composure. I had lied to Lily, telling her that I was having cramps. It was a small deception meant to shield her from the truth and prevent her from worrying excessively or making a big fuss. Lily had a tendency to blow things out of proportion, and the last thing I needed was additional stress or attention.At this point, no one needed to know the full extent of what was happening, except for Grandma. I couldn’t trust anyone else. I wanted to trust Xavier, but I was cautious. In a world where alliances were fragile and power was everything, revealing my vulnerabilities could be dangerous. What if Xavier saw me as a threat to his throne and the loyalty of our people? I had to keep a low profile for now, navigating these treacherous waters with care.Grandma entered the room, her face a mask of concern. “What happened?
--Alyssa--Feeling significantly less body ache, I dedicated myself to helping Grandma settle into her new room in the palace. She had been given a room on the fifth floor, a significant move that required careful organization."Please handle it with care, I beg of you," I implored the movers who were bringing in Grandma’s belongings. Despite her arrival before her things, I took it upon myself to ensure everything was set up perfectly before she noticed any disarray.As the movers navigated the room with furniture, I directed them with precise instructions. "Please, the chair should be in the far corner," I said, guiding them to place her favorite sleeping chair in a cozy spot. "Thank you," I added as they complied, then I adjusted it slightly to ensure it was positioned just right.Next, I turned my attention to the bed. "The bed should be in the middle, and it should not face the bathroom," I instructed again, feeling the fatigue from the long day but pushing through, determined to
--Alyssa--I was in my room, now alone with my grandma by my side. I wasn’t feeling okay; the pain was too much to bear. “Stay in the tub, I’ll bring more ice packs,” she said, and then she was gone, leaving me to my thoughts and discomfort.I knew that something monumental was about to happen. Everyone is born with a purpose in life, and mine was about to manifest at any moment. It was a sense of destiny, an inevitable transformation that had been building up inside me for as long as I could remember.Then, I felt it. A surge of energy enveloped my entire being, an intense force that coursed through every fiber of my body. The whole room seemed to resonate with this newfound power. It was an out-of-body experience, as if I were both witnessing and experiencing the phenomenon simultaneously. I started slipping in and out of consciousness, the overwhelming energy making it hard to stay focused.When my eyes finally opened, I saw objects in the bathroom suspended in mid-air. Toothbrushe
--Alyssa--We were currently having dinner, and I was doing everything in my power to avoid making a mistake. I could feel the energy coursing through my hands, like a static charge ready to discharge at any moment. The room was filled with the usual sounds of clinking cutlery and murmured conversation, but to me, it felt like a pressure cooker ready to explode.I was careful to avoid touching anyone because I didn't know what would happen if I did. The uncertainty gnawed at me, making my nerves even more frayed. I could only guess at the potential consequences, and none of the scenarios I imagined were pleasant.Grandma kept glancing at me, her eyes filled with concern and a silent plea that I maintain my composure. She had always been my rock, the one person who knew everything about my condition and who had helped me manage it since I was a child. Tonight, her worry was palpable, and I knew she was hoping against hope that I wouldn’t do anything to reveal my secret. This was, witho
--Alyssa--Grandma closed the door to her room, and I quickly took off the gloves. My hands looked the same as before; there was no visible difference. However, the energy coursing through them confirmed that what had happened was indeed real."Raise your hand and let me see, like you did in the bathhouse," she instructed, and I complied.Ollie was now in the air, and he could not believe his eyes. I was equally astonished. As I raised my hand, Ollie floated in the direction of my gesture. His eyes widened in amazement and fear as he looked around, trying to comprehend what was happening."Please lower your hand slowly so that he doesn't get hurt," Grandma said calmly.I carefully lowered my hand, and as I did, Ollie descended gradually. The moment his feet touched the floor, he ran to Grandma, clearly scared by the experience."Sorry," I said, feeling a pang of guilt as I saw the look of shock on his face.Grandma gave Ollie a reassuring pat and turned to me. "So now, the moment you
--Alyssa--Today, I was taking a trip to the bakery with my grandmother. She was thrilled to see the place for the first time, and her excitement was contagious. As we drove out of our familiar surroundings and crossed the border into the human town, I could sense her anticipation growing. This was not just any trip; it was a special occasion.Grandma had mentioned she was going to teach me some new spells. I was eager to learn from her vast knowledge and experience. “That’s it, Grandma,” I said, pointing towards the bakery. It had opened not more than thirty minutes ago, and I was eager to show her everything.I had been so busy with various responsibilities that I hadn't had the chance to return to the bakery since the grand opening. On that day, everything had gone perfectly, and the feedback had been overwhelmingly positive. Customers were flocking in, enjoying the delicious food, and the bakery had become a popular spot in town. Knowing this made me incredibly proud, though I cou