ROZETA:
I went through a week that I wouldn't want to talk about. And just to feel better, I decided to go for a cool-off last night as it was a Friday. But little did I know that a simple cool-off would lead to something unplanned.
The supposed love bite on my neck opened my memory to almost everything that happened the night before. Yeah, almost. I've been thinking about it all morning and it brought me to an unexplainable point.
I wasn't looking for anything when I decided to head over to Hawking Nightclub all alone. You got it right — I had no friends to go with and my roommate was super exhausted after a long day at work... her words.
I started the whole club experience with a shot of vodka before venturing into random dances. In between all of that, I took two extra shots and I promise that it was the last I intended to take. That is until I decided to rest my weary legs in a corner of the club that had fewer people.
I was already feeling the effects of the alcohol in my system. Turns out I'm a light drinker. This is why I never have more than two to three shots whenever I go out to drink.
In the middle of the loud music blasting from the speakers coupled with the vibrating effects of those dancing around, I heard a loud “Hi” that grabbed my attention. And I did turn around to check who it was because the bass of that masculine voice sent a tingly sensation through my half-slurry mind in some way.
My hands were folded right across my chest as I stare at the really tall man as compared to my short height of 5 ft 5. My height didn't stop me from noticing his dark soft-looking hair that I would love to run my hands through.
I know I should not have been harboring such dirty thoughts but, damn, he was one fine piece of meat, so much that I was resisting the urge not to gape at his most surely ripped body in the black shirt he was wearing.
"Isn't it odd that you're here alone?" I hear him say that but I was too mesmerized by his looks to even process his words.
I was able to snap out of it in time, embarrassment flooding me instantly. I didn't expect to be caught off guard like that.
"Sorry, what did you say?" I demand to know in a high-pitched voice.
"I was wondering why you're here alone. Or am I wrong about that?" he asks, his tone oozing concern. For some reason, he didn't need to raise his voice like I was doing.
"Oh," I mutter, tightening my folded arms together. "You're actually right. I'm here alone," I admit.
"I would like to ask why but it would seem like I'm prying,"
I liked that he was seemingly trying to get my consent first before getting personal with me. All though it might be a tactic, I didn't mind. I was down for a decent conversation.
"No one had the time to tag along,"
"That's rough,"
"Not as half as rough as the week I just had,"
The genuine concern on his face after I said that made me like him instantly. Not like it was hard to come by... I just needed that.
Nothing is said between the two of us for a while but I was quite happy with the fact that I was holding out a conversation with someone I never knew before. Was going pretty well in my opinion.
"What about I buy you a drink then?" the man says not too long after.
I shake my head. "No, thank you. I won't be able to handle anything else going down my system,"
He narrows his eyes. "Am I crossing a boundary already?" he asks.
"Not at all..." I blurt the words out of my mouth and I regret it almost instantly. I sounded like I was easily compromising with a total stranger.
"So, a drink?"
I think it through a while. It wouldn't hurt to have another shot. At least I came here for a cool-off.
I agree to his request and we both go off to the booth where he gets two shots of tequila for the two of us.
The instant the liquor hits my tongue when I made to down it, I knew the night was going to take its own turn and I simply let it through.
I got talking with the stranger whose name I fail to recall. And the moment I finally knew the night was going astray for me was when I found myself infatuated with the face of the stranger — Blame it on the alcohol.
Before I knew it, I was kissing him. Yes, I kissed a random stranger that I met for the first time. And normally I wouldn't do that but I let myself be free for that time frame.
One thing led to another after that small intimate moment with the stranger because the next thing was the both of us leaving the nightclub to go get a room in a hotel a few blocks away from the nightclub. It wasn't just a hotel. It was a four-star one.
I remember playing it rough with the stranger as we got cozy on the bed. It was the first time I was getting this intimate with someone I was meeting for the first time so I savored every moment of it.
His touches on me sent ripples down my skin as he used the upper hand on me. I did try to keep up with the momentum.
I tried to stifle a moan that threatened to escape my lips after he buried his face in the crook of my neck. I never could guess how he knew where my sensitive spot was.
I give in to the pleasure. And at first, it was soft kisses being planted there by me while I moan uncontrollably, it didn't really surprise me when I felt something sharp prickle on my skin.
I wondered what he was trying to do until I was certain his teeth dug into my neck. Honestly, that was the last thing I remember because I must have passed out after that.
"Is this how hickeys are meant to look like?" I ask myself as I keep looking at my reflection in the mirror. It was confusing because this wasn't the first I ever had yet this one looked so different.
My hand still traced along the swollen part of my neck which looked nothing like a hickey. It was one hell of a mark right there. I think I must have been bitten too hard.
I'm so stupid, I tell myself inwardly. What was I thinking when I decided to hook up with a stranger? I could have put myself in danger without even realizing it. It's a good thing that I got back to my apartment in one piece.
I walk over to my cabinet to see if I have any ointment left in the drawer. I need to apply some on my neck so I could get rid of the bruise on my neck in time. And I sure needed to get rid of it before Monday. I can't go to work with this.
There was nothing that could pass for an ointment in the drawer so I give up on the search. It didn't take too long for me to recall that Lauryn had some on her so I move to ask her for it.
I haven't even taken a step when I suddenly felt dizzy. So dizzy that it felt like my head was spinning.
I try to reach out for something so I could balance myself but I couldn't even lift my hand. Every part of my body was stiff and I lost control of myself.
My last attempt to regain composure was futile as it led to me plopping down to the floor, my head hitting the edge of my cabinet before everything turns dark.
JAX: "What's on your mind?" Manuel, whom I would necessarily call my closest ally, asks from behind where I stood. Looking down into the city from the top of my building gave me a kind of peace that I never thought I would have after having a restless night. A close look at my face and one would be able to tell that I have bags under my eyes. I take in a deep breath, shutting my eyes close. Relief flooded through me before I open them to stare back into the activities of the city going down below. How much depth I could cover didn't matter because it was almost like I could see it all. "A lot," I respond to Manuel's inquiry. "Is this still about last night? I thought we both agreed on the fact that it was just you loosening up for the first time in a long time," "I know we did," I say, "but I can't help but think I didn't do things right." Manuel wastes no time in countering, "It was nothing out of the ordinary. I'll call it a random thing with a girl you'll never get to see ag
JAX: Being an extraordinary being in a world filled with ordinary beings, I've managed to be careful in the last five years since I've been here. It wasn't a permanent thing but then I had my priorities set right. So if someone told me that a mistake from one night could almost ruin everything for me, I would not believe it. But then it did and now I might have to account for it. Manuel looked like he wanted to punch through something. The look on his face said it all that he was not liking what I told him. "So you marked her unintentionally?" he sounded surprisingly calm for the reaction he was exhibiting. I run a hand through my hair nervously. "I had no idea what I was doing. One minute I was trying to get down with her, the next my fangs are out and I have bitten into her neck. I don't understand how it all happened," I was getting tensed so I walk away from his presence back to the spot I was in before. But going back there wasn't helping matters as the hypersensitive noise
ROZETA:Lauryn was right: I do not listen.She has mentioned that to me a lot and I have just realized how true it is today. Because if it wasn't, I wouldn't be out here on the street after I was sternly warned to be on bed rest for the rest of the week.It hasn't even been more than two days since the domestic accident I had. Two days since what I still can't explain regarding the bite I found on my neck.Right before I was discharged yesterday, the doctor instructed me not to overwork myself as my brain wouldn't be able to handle the pressure after the impact made on it two days ago. And just so she could see that I adhered to the doctor's instruction, Lauryn forced me to call in sick at work.I did promise her that I was going to stay in all day but a few hours after she left, I am out in the open, finding a way to get my body on the move.The problem didn't come from being sick of staying in all day. It came from me being hyperactive since I opened my eyes this morning.I don't kn
JAX:The pressure I felt from killing off the ignition was worse than what I felt from driving into the pack. It has always been the same feeling in the last five years whenever I am summoned. Except for this time, it was a strong feeling of dread.Right through the front view window of my car, I could see the massive building that housed the Alpha family. The same building that I happened to live in most of my life.Seeing the extravagant number of warriors around the building as compared to the amount I know to always be around there made me wonder if there was something huge I was not told of before I came over. As usual, I'm in the dark about situations around here.I take out the key from the ignition and then walk out of the car slowly after that. The cool breeze of the morning swept on my face like I just welcomed it for the very first time today.I was not one to savor the feelings that came with this so I just ignored it and carried on with what I wanted to do. And that was t
JAX:I still have no clue what Wade meant when he said there was something that could bring me down. But the uneasiness that came with thinking about it made me have a rough ride on my way to my company.There was no chance that he already found out about the mistake I made. I'm particularly sure I haven't felt the new bond that comes with having a new member of the pack so this means nothing has changed yet.Still, I wanted to know if he was looking into me...Wade and I have never been on clear grounds ever since we both found out about the tendency of one of us to be the next Alpha. Because like me, he also wanted the taste of power and that wouldn't be possible if another was preventing the other from getting it.It was like a whole new stress on its own thinking about the rivalry between me and my brother. If I had a choice, I would sure be seeking a way to kill it off.So many times the thought of calling it quits has crossed my mind. The only reason I'm still in the race is tha
JAX:That was close...How in the world was she able to realize I was standing there? I can't believe I almost got caught out by an ordinary human girl when I was very good at masking my presence.Something was not right. If she could have easily sensed my presence, then she must have turned. If that's the situation, why can't feel I the new bond?I couldn't even dwell on that for too long because as I stood there, I realized the abnormal rate of my heartbeat. It was clear that it happened right after I saw her for the very first time since that night. Even before I hid myself from view.I have no idea why seeing her made me this unsettled. It was almost like I couldn't control myself. But it shouldn't be right, should it?I wish I could tell what put her in her present position. The fact that I even had to trace her down to a hospital was damning. Manuel has a lot of explanations to do once I find him. I can't be left in the dark anymore about an issue as vital as this.I manage to p
ROZETA:I wasn't too sure about resuming back to work. Not like the break I took wasn't enough. But with the way I was feeling after the two last two incidents, I think I was bound to be in this position.After I was discharged from the hospital for yet the second time in the space of a week, I resorted to reflecting on myself. I didn't want to believe I was going through a change I couldn't control. Especially when it was something that could make others see me as a maniac of some sort.My self-reflection led me to discover that the change I was going through was just a one-time thing. Perhaps it didn't even occur at all because I had been dizzy during that time frame that I thought I heard someone's thoughts.How would it even be possible to hear the thoughts of someone else? That was the key question I had asked myself during my time alone last week. Lauryn made it clear to me that I was just suffering from a concussion and I just had to agree at the end of the day that it was what
ROZETA:It was almost like a dream. Maybe it was because I didn't realize I would be seeing him this soon. Or it could be that I was just so surprised to see him again.The more I stared at him, the more I get flashbacks of that night. I could still picture the way he looked at me that night. Hell, he was giving me that same look at the moment.Standing here and staring at him gave me the feeling that I was lost in my own world. Sounded like some fairytale which gave me the cheesy vibe as soon as I processed the whole thing.It was clear he wasn't planning to walk up to me. And in no way was I going to stand and wait for who was going to make the first move while we both stand on the busy walkway. So I take the first step into reaching out because trust me, I have a lot of questions for him.The weird thing about this is that even with the long distance between the two of us, I was still able to recognize him. He has seldom left my mind in the first place so I guess it was justifiable