This happened too soon. I knew this day would come sooner or later, but it came so fast. She hadn’t been herself for the past two days and I thought that this was because she was close to shifting, but I was wrong. I should have expected the worst. I should have put into consideration that the nightmare I had been running away from had finally become a reality.
The way she kissed me and asked me to hold her was weird. I didn’t understand why she was acting like that, because she had never done that before. Things cleared in my mind when she uttered what I wished to never hear. She knew things were going to end between us; she was kissing me goodbye.
I didn’t want to be as cold towards her as I appeared to be, but the shock I was in was stronger than I could ever be. Realization hit me that things with Ayla were going to change forever. After what she told me, nothing was ever going to be the same.
I wanted to talk with her, to discuss the whole thing with her
Xander is being a f*cking a-hole! Published on June 9th, 2021 Sara
I woke up the next morning and as I expected, I was alone in my bed. I went to the bathroom and did my morning routine then I made my way to the door. When I tried to turn on the doorknob, the door wouldn’t open. Was I locked inside? I searched for my phone everywhere to call Xander or Rowena, but I couldn’t find it anywhere. I looked at the digital clock beside my bed and saw that it was nine in the morning. Frustratingly, I sat down on the bed and waited for anyone to open the door for me. So many things were about to change and it seemed that the changes had already begun to take place. What was going to happen to me? Were they going to execute me? But I didn’t commit any crime that would demand my execution. “Riona, are you alright?” I whispered, desiring to check on my forever best friend. The only one who wasn’t going to
A week passed and nothing had changed. I didn’t bother to ask about any updates regarding my situation, because I didn’t give a damn. As long as I was here, I didn’t mind. I was safer here and my safety was my number one concern. I had been thinking about that for a while and I decided to run away once I would turn eighteen. I didn’t belong to Crimson and I didn’t belong to Silver Moon. I wanted to call Silver Moon my home more than I could put into words, but their Alpha rejected me and I wasn’t going to beg for a place among them anymore. It’s crazy how heartbreak could change a human being. I didn’t expect his reaction to be this harsh, but the way he reacted taught me a lesson I could never forget. It taught me that sometimes it’s important to step on our hearts for the sake of the bigger picture. So I stepped on mine too and every time my eyes met his, I hoped that he could see that he meant nothing to me even if deep down, he meant everything. Rowena visi
“I believe it's clear to everyone that Ayla is fine. There's no need to worry about her well-being,” I said after she walked away. I wanted them to leave as soon as possible. Ayla wasn't okay. Something was wrong and I had to check on her. Mirk was raging. He kept urging me to go upstairs, but I couldn't leave my guests. Luckily they left after they made sure she wasn't mistreated in my pack. Her father kept sending me death glares, throwing silent threats at me, but I didn't give a damn about him. I wanted to kill him, to rip him into pieces, but I couldn't because he was in my lands. This filthy bastard laid his hands on her. “I'm going upstairs to check on Ayla. She's not okay,” I told Jorah and rushed upstairs. I knocked on her door, but she didn't allow me inside. I waited for a minute, not wanting to invade her privacy, but when I heard nothing from her I turned the doorknob. She was nowhere in sight, but when I looked at the balcony, I found her on the ground,
My birthday was today, on a full moon. I was going to shift for the first time on my birthday and there was a chance that I might find my mate today. There were so many things that were about to happen and I wasn't sure if I was ready to face any of them. Seventeen days had passed over meeting my father and I saw Xander during those days only a handful of times. Our relationship was strained, complicated, and most probably marred forever. He had ruined everything and nothing he would do could make me forget what he was doing to me. A knock interrupted my train of thoughts, causing me to sit up properly on the bed since I was lying down. My eyes lit up upon seeing Rowena and Dinah walking inside my room with a huge birthday cake and gifts, singing Happy Birthday to me. I didn't think any of them would remember. The gesture warmed my heart and once they set the cake down, I tackled them into a tight hug. Not once had they made me feel like I was an outsider, al
A white wolf stood before me. In my twenty-four years, I had never seen a white wolf before. They were so rare and they were known to be a symbol of purity. It was hard to stop Mirk from moving towards the female wolf. He had been searching for hours, tracking the scent that drove us crazy. Since I woke up, I hadn't been okay. My senses were stronger than usual. I didn't know what was happening. I thought this was because of the full moon, but I was wrong. My senses were intensified because my mate was nearby, calling for me to search for her and find her. I waited for years, thinking that I had no mate, that I was unworthy of having a mate, but here I was, in front of my gorgeous mate. My mate. I had been waiting for so long to meet her and the Moon Goddess blessed me with a mate that made my limbs go weak.For a second, my mind wondered about her identity, but the moment my eyes met hers, I knew who she was. Fate was playing me. Torturing me. I could easily identify
Everything was coming back to me. Every single memory my mind had managed to block for the past six months was coming back, shredding my sanity into pieces. Not a single memory was pleasant. Nights I had spent without food made my stomach twist in pain. Charlene’s and Oriana’s abuse wasn't easy. Every slap, kick, and hair pull pained me. Every time my parents slapped me, busted my lips, or threw me in the cells for a mistake I didn't mean to make burned my soul. “Think of Loana. Come on. She was your best friend. You must have had great memories with her,” Xander's voice paved its way to my ears, trying to push through the darkness I was drowning in. “It hurts!” I screamed, digging my nails in his forearm. I didn't want to hurt him, but I couldn't control my actions. “I know. I know, but you can do it, yeah? Think of Loana. Think of her,” he kept repeating. It was so hard to find any source of light in that darkness. Just breathing was an effort I was not wil
“You’ve got to be kidding me!” Rowena snapped. She was in shock just as I was. He wanted to send me back? He knew what they had done to me, yet he didn't mind sending me back to them. My mate surely hated me. “I'm not going to let you do that to her!” I stood there, not saying anything. What was I supposed to say? What was left to be said? He broke every hope left in me. I thought maybe we could work things out, but I was wrong. He didn't want to fix anything. He wanted to get rid of me. Of course, he wouldn't want me as his mate. He was ashamed of me. He had decided my fate with his Beta, Gamma, and Delta. There was nothing I could do to change their minds. None of them would accept me as their Luna. I was a disgrace to them. Hell, they couldn't even accept me as a werewolf among them, how were they going to consider me their Luna? The truth was, I didn't want to be the Luna. I just wanted to have a peaceful life. I desired nothing but to live among pe
“It would be so selfish of me to hold you back or to ask you to stay for a little while longer. I want the best for you, and I know the best would never be here, but I… I'm going to miss you so much,” Loana whimpered as the two of us held onto one another. I couldn't believe that this was about to happen. I was about to leave everything behind and start a new life. This was what I wanted. This was what would make me breathe again, but I had never known that saying goodbye to Loana would be that painful. There was something common between me before my amnesia and me after my amnesia. The two of us wanted to escape. The two of us strived for freedom and were ready to face any obstacle just to have it. Apparently, I had been saving money ever since I was thirteen and during those years, I managed to save a good amount to support myself for a month abroad. Despite how cruel my family was with me, they used to give me money, not a lot of course, but enough to get myself some clot