Have you ever found it hard to get over someone? I think it's even harder when you have to see them every day... What are your experiences or thoughts? Feel free to share with me
~Amara~I had just walked from the bathroom when the door to my room clicked open and Nico walked into my room.He looked at me from the feet upwards to my face and all I could see was lust in those green eyes.I was feeling sweaty after dinner, so I decided to take a quick bath to freshen up. A thin towel was tightly wrapped around my body which hung in the middle of my thighs, leaving nothing to imagination.Nico's lips curved into a wicked smile and I could tell that the green-eyed was up to no good. His steps towards me were slow and his hands dipped in his pants pocket.Nico's eyes flushed and it made me swallow nervously, wondering what he would do to me if he laid his hands on me. I couldn't help but step back with each step that he took towards me. He looked at me with predator's eyes…My plan to escape was short-lived when my back collided with the cold concrete wall that sent shivers down my spine and I took a deep breath."What happened? I thought you were trying to escape fr
~Amara~Nico and I woke up from the deep slumber that we were in, "Nico…"I called in a worried voice as my heart pounded wildly against my ribcage as though it would escape in the next second.Fear crept into my heart and I subconsciously wrapped my hand around Nico so tightly and shut my eyes. I wish I could close my ears too so that I couldn't hear the noise that came from the open window. The commotion reminded me of when I was seven years old when my mother died in war. This is how it started, it all started with commotion which resulted in the loss of innocent souls. Even though I was seven years old, I was old enough to understand and know what was going on."Amara, Nico, where are you?''I heard my father's voice and more tears flowed from my eyes. I could feel the fear in his voice in my head. He was afraid that he would lose me the way he lost my mother eleven years ago."I'm in my room, Dad, "I responded to his question through the mind link."Both of you come downstairs to o
~Amara~I stood up from the floor and headed for the hideout exit."Where are you going?"Patricia walked to me and held my hand before I could even twist the metallic doorknob."I want to make sure that Dad and Nico are doing fine, isn't that pretty obvious?"I said in frustration. I pulled my hand back and ran my fingers through my hair."Are you out of your mind?"She asked me with raised eyebrows."You can't go to the battlefield,Amara. The enemies might take you and use you against your Dad as a bargaining power and that will only make your father lose focus."Patricia told me in a firm voice and gave my hand a tight squeeze as though doing that would help me think straight.I pulled my hand away from her grip and fisted them."Don't tell me we're going to sit here like cowards and wait for them to come back to us dead or bleeding to death like what happened to my mother!"My jaw twitched when the memories clouded my brain.FLASHBACK I remembered watching mom die…When my mother got ba
~Amara~"Nico…Nico…"I called while shaking his hand slightly but,I was only met by silence.Well,I wasn't expecting him to talk to me.At least he could just give me a sign that he was still with me,like squeezing my hand.The doctors rushed to the sides of the bed and asked me to step aside so that they could check on him."Please don't give up on life and me, Nico."I whispered, tears rolling down my cheeks."You need to save him.He needs to survive.He must survive because that is what though people do and I know Nico is tough."I told the doctor who were busy rubbing the two defibrillator paddle."No! My son can't die. Please doctors save him."Patricia cried painfully beside me and I hugged her so tightly.I felt a pair of heavy arms around us and I didn't need to turn my head to know whom it was.I let Dad hug us because we needed that comfort at the moment. I momentarily tilted my head to look at him and I saw worry and Unexplainable emotions behind those light blue irises which resem
~Amara~I looked at my Dad and then looked at Patricia,tears were flowing from her eyes. I couldn't believe that she was the wife of someone who killed my mother.I secretly hated Fernando passionately not knowing that I was claimed by his son."Why did you lie to me,Patricia?Why didn't you tell me that you were married to Fernando,my mortal enemy?Did he sent you to spy on me to learn my weaknesses and strengths?Was all this a deal that you made with him to bring me down?"Even though my Dad asked in a calm voice.I could tell that he was trying his best to hold back the anger boiling inside him.Veins popped on his forehead and I knew what it meant with that.His eyes flushed and I could tell that his wolf, Black was fighting for release…I just hoped that Dad will be able to restrain his eold because things will get out of hand incase he lose himself.The wounds that he has been nursing for the past eleven years was open and bleeding,like they never healed."I tried to explain to you my
~Amara~Fear crept into my heart when I heard Patricia's words.Just a few minutes ago, I was about to lose Nico and now I'm going to lose him again? Why was this world so unfair to me? Why is it always me who loses someone that means a lot to me?Why? Just why?Why is the moon goddess so unjust to me? Did she give me back to Nico only for him to slip away from my tight grip again?I raised my head to look at Dad but he was quiet…I wanted him to say something about Patricia's words,just anything.A word of hope would l be enough to help ease the pain that my heart was undergoing.Just two words,"Don't go!"I wanted to hear those words come from my Dad's lips so badly.However,it seemed as though he was not shaken by Patricia's words and that only made me more worried.An alpha is the one who decides who stays in the pack and who is supposed to leave. If Dad decides that Nico and her mother won't be staying in our pack again.I will have no choice but to accept his decision because there i
~Amara~Even though I wasn't able to see my Dad's face, I could tell that he was hurt and bleeding silently. Looking at his sagged shoulders was enough to say it all.I couldn't remember when was the last time I was in the cemetery, it had been months. The thought of it made me feel guilty for not visiting Mom's tomb. She might think that I forgot about her, but the truth is…I always think about her whenever I'm alone.Or whenever I come across anything that reminded me of her.Sometimes I imagine how life would be if she would be still alive.I know the moon goddess has a reason why everything happens and that is why I had to leave everything just the way it is. I chose to accept the fact that she died.However, I will never forget about her even in a hundred years.I joined Dad infront of Mom's tomb and stood beside him. It was silent in the cemetery as both of us looked at the eleven-year-old tomb.It reminded me of the day she was buried and I swallowed the lump down my throat."Mom,
~Amara~Patricia turned around and walked to the closest to pick more clothes so that she could pack them and I could tell that indeed she had made up her mind about leaving the pack. My heart pounded wildly against my ribcage when I watched her unhung her blouses.My Dad heaved a deep sigh then looked back at me and I nodded at him. He walked to Patricia and held her hand from behind when she was about to unhung a pair of trousers.Patricia hung mid-air, she turned her head to look at Dad and tears flowed from her eyes freely."You're thinking about what the pack members will think of or say?But what about us?Why aren't you thinking about us? About how it will feel when we are far away from each other?"Dad asked Patricia and I could feel hurt in his voice."Are you going to give up on us just like that? Without even making an effort to fight for what we have? Is it that easy for you to forget about everything and move on as if there was never us?"My Dad asked in a gentle but firm voic