Like an excited child, I pulled him towards the carnival, causing him to laugh at me. Xander and I parted from Declan and Rowena to give each other more privacy.
“Is this a date?” I blurted, glancing at the handsome man beside me.
“Do you want it to be?” he wondered, holding his hand with both of mine.
“I would love it to be!”
“Then it’s a date!” He pecked my lips and I smiled through the kiss. My life with Xander sometimes felt like a beautiful dream I never wanted to wake up from.
Xander ended up taking billions of pictures of me and I honestly didn’t understand why he wanted to document every moment, but I didn’t mind because I loved it. I stole sneaky pictures of him on my phone too. He was the most attractive man I had ever seen in my life. Inside and out. He seemed to perfectly fit me and I was slowly falling with every little detail about him.
“Look at this!” he happily exclaimed, showing me a picture of myself on his pho
What do you think the fortuneteller means? Published on June 3rd, 2021 Sara
It had been two months since the day we spent at the festival. Every now and then, the fortune teller’s words kept playing at the back of my mind. A voice in my head kept telling me that there was a meaning behind her words. Rowena had finally moved to Declan's house, which meant I spent most of my days alone because Xander was torn between the enterprise, his pack, and some foreign affairs with other packs. He did his best to make time for me and I didn't dare to ask for more. I wished I could get any job, but I couldn't because I had no ID. I was an undocumented citizen in the country and there was so little I could do around the pack. I had learned from him that the enterprise was the main source for the pack, which removed all suspicions about the amount of money they had. Apparently, all packs had businesses like that. I pushed myself off the couch and went upstairs to change my clothes. I had been in my pajamas since I woke up. I needed to get rid
“Ayla! Come on!” She pulled me through the woods as the rain poured down on us. It was hard for me to move with the gash on my side. “Listen. You have to go! You need to run. You're not injured like me, so you'll be faster, okay?” She shook her head, refusing to listen to me. “I can't leave you.” She cried, holding tightly onto me as we hid in the plants. “You can and you will. You'll be able to get me help. Please go,” I whispered. “I will come back for you, I promise. I'm not like them. I love you so much, Ayla. You're my best friend.” She squeezed me into her embrace as tears fell down our faces. I had no doubt about that. I was sure that she would come back. Slowly, she pulled away and I took one long look at her face as if I were trying to memorize her features. I watched her figure as she disappeared through the bushes. She had to get back to the pack safely. I didn't care about myself. I wasn't loved lik
Realization hit me when she walked out of our bedroom. I acted stupidly. In the blink of an eye, I stole from her the sense of belonging and security I had been trying to plant in her for the past four months. Just when the plant was starting to blossom, I snatched it away from its roots. How was it easy for me to tell her that what I felt for her was granted on certain grounds? Things between us had been great despite the fortune teller who sent her brain in pure turmoil for days. I understood where she came from though. I even thought about what she told me, but I brushed it away after a day. There wasn’t any proof that whatever she told Pri-Ayla was true. Ayla. Her real name was Ayla. It was beautiful. Just like her. I thought about the meaning behind her words, but I couldn’t figure out anything. I only gave her words a thought because I believed that this might ease Ayla’s nerves. I was going to take some time to get used to her real nam
“I like your real name,” Rowena commented. I walked for almost forty minutes. At first, I didn’t know where to go, then I found myself making my way to her place. I needed to tell her about what I had just discovered about myself. I didn't feel like staying at home. I wanted to get away from Xander; his reaction hurt and I needed to. Even though when I woke up the first time he was holding me like he was afraid I might run away, I felt the need to get away from him for a while. When I woke up the next time, he wasn't there, but I found a piece of paper on my nightstand. He wrote 'I'm sorry for hurting your feelings and showing up in your bed, but I couldn't sleep without you.’ “It feels foreign to me,” I said, fiddling nervously with my fingers. “Would you like me to call you Priya? she wondered, but I shook my head. “I can't keep running away from who I am. I'm slowly discovering my identity and whether I like it or n
After remembering my name, I failed to remember anything else. Even though it had been a month and I was expected to remember more about myself, I remembered nothing and part of me was glad for that. I didn't want to remember anything else. I didn't want those temporary love and happiness to come to an end. As time passed, I realized how stupid it was to fall for Xander, but it wasn't like I had a say in the way I felt. And there was no going back. I didn't wake up one day and decided that he was the man I wanted to spend my life with. Xander was a magnet and I was a piece of iron. I couldn't resist him no matter what I did. I couldn't fight my feelings for him. I didn't choose to fall for that strong Alpha or to long for his return home every night. He made me feel alive. He showered me with love that I never wished to come to an end. I was starting to get used to my actual name. The pack members were a bit shocked when they learned that I remembered my name. Maybe
The answer stunned me. My wolf? Did I hit eighteen? Could I shift now? I sat down on the porch and let what I had just learned sink in. I had a wolf and her name was Riona. “Are you afraid of me?” Her sweet voice was reluctant. “No,” l answered truthfully. “I didn’t mean to scare you,” she said. Just when I was about to reply, I saw Xander’s Jeep. I immediately stood up and jogged towards him. “It’s my wolf. I can’t believe I’m saying that, but she told me she’s my wolf. Xander, she’s so sweet and she has this nice voice and I think I scared her without meaning to. Is my reaction normal? Did I unintentionally hurt her? Is there anything I should do to make it up to her?” I rambled. I was worried that I might have hurt her feelings. I didn’t mean to do that, but I was anxious and scared. “Calm down, love. Your reaction is normal. You just said that she’s sweet. Apologize to her and ask her what she likes. I think you can easil
“How does having a wolf feel like?” Rowena asked me as the two of us got in her car. When I told her three weeks ago about finally meeting my wolf, she was ecstatic. She came over along with Dinah almost immediately and we celebrated for the night. Riona loved the two of them, but she told me that she couldn’t sense their wolves like how she sensed Xander’s almost immediately. “I love this! I actually love Riona so much. She’s so fun and a bit sassy,” I replied, connecting my phone with her car’s Bluetooth to put on some music. "Damn right I am!" My sassy friend commented and I did my best to stiffen a laugh that threatened to escape me. Sometimes, I found it hard to control myself when it came to replying to Riona out loud, but Xander assured me that I was going to learn how to do it over time. I didn't want people to consider me crazy. “I love my wolf, too,” Rowena told me. “She’s my very close friend.” “I can happily say that I understand
Rowena and I decided not to tell anybody anything until after Dinah’s birthday party. She told me that my being a member of Crimson would not change a thing in our friendship, but I knew that it would change everything in my relationship with Xander. The relationship that was deemed to end soon. Too soon for my liking. Loana promised not to tell my pack that she ran into me until I decided what I wanted, but truth was, I didn’t know what I wanted. Dinah’s party came to an end sooner than I expected. Or maybe that was what I thought because I didn’t want it to end. I did my best to be happy, even if my soul was aching. I was going to tell Xander about my identity after the party, which meant that I was supposed to do that now. Rowena offered to stay with me while I told Xander the truth, but I refused. I had to do that alone. I had to listen to what he had to say alone. There were so many things in my life I was destined to endure alone and this was one of them. Endin