Regina
"Regina….," I heard a knock on my door, and my heart skipped a beat. I quickly glanced at my reflection. I don't know if I look good or not. Taking a deep breath, I walked towards the door, hoping it was someone I wanted to see.
"We are getting late," Sam said from the other side of the door as I opened the door and saw him standing there, looking impatient.
"I don't know if I should go... or stay," I muttered under my breath, unsure of what to do at that moment.
"Why? What's holding you back?" Sam asked, his voice filled with concern.
"What if I don't find a mate, or what if he doesn't like me for who I am?" I questioned my insecurities. Sam placed a comforting hand on my shoulder and replied, "You are amazing just the way you are, and anyone would be lucky to have you. Don't let fear hold you back from finding happiness." His words gave me the reassurance I needed to take that leap of faith and step out of my comfort zone.
"And mates are not the only source of happiness," Sam added. "There are so many other things in life that can bring you joy and fulfillment. I mean, look, I am thirty and yet to find a mate, but I have found immense happiness in my career, my family, and a beautiful sister like you." I smiled, grateful for Sam's perspective.
I nodded my head in agreement, realizing that there was so much more to life than just romantic relationships. "You're right, and I will pray that you too find your mate today," I said sincerely.
Sam smiled, caressing my head gently. "Thank you," Sam replied, appreciating my support. "But even if I don't find a mate, I know that I will continue to find happiness in the other aspects of my life."
I shook my head. "No, there must be someone who made it for my handsome brother to share his life with. Love will find him when the time is right." Sam chuckled, grateful for my optimism. "Well, I appreciate your faith in me. Who knows, maybe I'll meet someone unexpected, and it will be the best thing that ever happened to me."
I nodded my head as we walked towards the party hall, and Sam handed me a mask to wear. "I think tonight is going to be a night of surprises," he said with a mischievous smile. I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement as we entered the party, wondering what the night had in store for both of us.
"How do I look?" I asked Sam, twirling around in my mask. "Do you think my mate will like me? Sam's eyes widened in surprise as he took in my appearance. "You look absolutely stunning!" he exclaimed, a hint of admiration in his voice. I couldn't help but blush at the compliment, feeling a surge of confidence for the night ahead.
"What about me?" Sam asked, adjusting his own mask. "Do I look mysterious enough to catch someone's attention?" I couldn't help but laugh at his playful question, knowing that with his charm and charisma, he would surely be the center of attention at the party.
"Handsome!" I replied, unable to hide my smile. "You always manage to turn heads wherever you go." Sam grinned, clearly pleased with my response, and we both headed out to the party, ready to make a lasting impression.
"Let's go now." As we walked into the party, the music pulsated through the air, adding to our excitement. The room was filled with an array of vibrant costumes and masked faces, creating an atmosphere of intrigue and anticipation. We knew that tonight would be a night to remember.
Everyone is in a mask, so it's very hard to recognize who is who, but the mystery only adds to the thrill of the evening. And that's the way to find your mate—not by look but by the connection you make through conversation and shared experiences. As we mingled with the crowd, engaging in lively conversations and laughter, it became clear that this party was a melting pot of diverse personalities and backgrounds. It was refreshing to connect with people solely based on genuine connections rather than superficial appearances.
I took a glass of wine while standing in the corner, watching my friends dance and enjoying the vibrant atmosphere. The energy in the room was contagious, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement as I observed the genuine connections being formed all around me. It was a reminder that true connections are built on more than just physical attraction, and this masked party was a perfect example of that.
But I can't help but feel a little sad, as I have yet to find that kind of genuine connection myself. I couldn't help but wonder if I was missing out on something special because I had found my wolf-like friends who were twirling and laughing on the dance floor. As I watched them, I couldn't help but feel a pang of longing for a connection that goes beyond the surface level.
I wish I had a wolf; then maybe I would have recognized my mate in the crowd and finally experienced that deep, soulful connection that everyone seemed to be reveling in. But instead, I felt lost and alone in a sea of strangers. I am waiting for someone to come along and awaken the dormant wolf within me to guide me toward my destined mate. I yearned for that unspoken understanding, that electric connection that transcends words and defies explanation. It was a feeling I longed to experience, a bond I craved with every fiber of my being.
I sighed, taking a sip of my drink, feeling the weight of my longing settle in my chest. But just two arms wrapped around my waist and a warm voice whispered in my ear, "I've been searching for you too." Suddenly, the room faded away, and all that mattered was the person holding me, their presence igniting a spark within me that I had been desperately seeking.
Richard The hustle and bustle, the loud music—I hate everything about parties. The overwhelming noise and chaotic atmosphere of parties often leave me feeling overwhelmed and out of place. I find it difficult to connect with others amidst the hustle and bustle, making me question my enjoyment of such social gatherings. I would rather sit at the office and work or go on a long run alone, where I can find solace and peace. Parties seem to drain my energy, but today is different because somewhere in this crowd is my friend Regina. And just being close to her, even in the midst of the chaos, brings a sense of comfort and excitement. It's as if her presence alone can transform the entire atmosphere, making me more willing to tolerate the noise and commotion. But where is she now? I scan the crowd eagerly, hoping to catch a glimpse of her familiar face. But everyone here is wearing a mask, making it difficult to recognize anyone. I am annoyed that I can't see her face, but on the other
Regina I breathe fast, staring at the person who is my mate, my heart pounding in my chest. As our eyes meet, a rush of emotions floods over me, confirming the deep connection we share. "Can I see your face?" I asked, trying to remove the mask from his face. He hesitates for a moment, his eyes searching mine for reassurance. "Not here," he whispers, his voice filled with caution. "Come with me." He pulled me away from her crowd, taking my hand and taking me towards the forest. I can feel the excitement building within me as we venture into the unknown, our footsteps crunching on the fallen leaves. The air is thick with anticipation, and I can't help but wonder what awaits us in the depths of the forest. "Stop," I said as we reached a clearing, my heart pounding in my chest. He turns to face me, his expression unreadable. "What is it?" he asks, his voice filled with concern. "Let me see your face," I asked with my hands, caressing his cheeks. As he hesitates, I notice a flicker of
Regina Opening my eyes, I came face-to-face with a giant black wolf, its penetrating brown eyes locked onto mine. Its fur was sleek and glossy, reflecting the moonlight that filtered through the dense forest canopy. I could sense a primal intelligence emanating from this majestic creature as if it held ancient wisdom within its gaze. The wolf growled low and deep, a rumble that seemed to vibrate through the air. Its teeth glistened in the moonlight, revealing a formidable set of sharp canines. I could feel my heart race as I stood frozen, captivated by the raw power and beauty of this magnificent predator. I moved my eyes downward and noticed the wolf's muscular body, which was perfectly adapted for hunting and survival in the wilderness. Its paws were large and padded, allowing for swift and silent movement through the forest. I couldn't help myself from moving my hand to touch the softness of its fur; he purrs beneath my touch. As I reached out to touch the wolf's fur, a surprisin
Regina "Richard," I called softly, my head resting gently on his chest as we both gazed up at the vast expanse of the night sky. The twinkling stars seemed to dance above us, filling us with a sense of wonder and tranquility. He hummed at my touch, his fingers gently tracing circles on my back. The cool breeze brushed against our skin, carrying with it the faint scent of blooming flowers. "You know when you first came into my house, Sam asked me to stay away from you." He turned his face, looking at me. "He was right," Richard mumbled. I looked at him, surprised by his words. "What do you mean?" I asked, my heart sinking with a mix of confusion and sadness. "I am dangerous," Richard whispered, his voice filled with regret. "I have a dark past that I can't escape from. Being with me puts you at risk." My mind raced, trying to process his revelation. "And there are many wolves that would want my death because of who I am," Richard continued, his eyes filled with a hint of fear. "I
Regina "I hate it. I hate...." I shouted, punching hard at the tree trunk. "Why?? Why?? " I sighed, my leg turning weak, and I let my body get loose, lying on the grass. I was so very happy just hours ago, and now look at me here, angry, sad, and hopeless all at once. "I shouldn't be angry, but I am," I mumbled to myself, closing my eyes. I'm trying to focus on my breathing to calm my hampered heart. I need to calm down. Why haven't you contacted me already? What did I do wrong? I thought we had something special, but now it feels like everything is falling apart. Richard, what are you doing? Please pick up the call; I can't bear this uncertainty any longer. I need to hear your voice and understand what's going on. Richard…. I sighed, feeling a mix of frustration and longing. The silence on the other end of the line only deepened my sense of sadness and hopelessness. Maybe I upset him somehow, or maybe something unexpected happened. I couldn't help but wonder if there was a
Regina Where am I? I thought as I opened my eyes, trying to scan my surroundings. The room was dimly lit, with a faint smell of rose hanging in the air. With my body resting on a giant soft bed, why the hell is everything so dark in here? With all the windows closed and covered with blinds, even the lights are off. I sat up, feeling a sense of unease creeping over me. What is this place that brought me here? If my mind is not playing tricks on me, I remember clearly that I was in the forest and saved a giant black wolf. It seemed like a dream, but the memories were vivid. The wolf had been injured, and I couldn't just leave it there. So I helped him, but why am I here? Without a doubt, he was a werewolf. I just don’t know which pack he belongs to. Where is he now, though? Who was that wolf, and why am I here? "Miss..." Someone said this as the door opened and a woman in a maid's uniform entered. "Good morning." She said she was smiling. "Good morning," I replied, my mind still
Regina Why the heck am I so nervous? I took a deep breath, trying to calm my beating heart. I can do it. Right now, as I am making my way to meet the so-called Alpha of this palace, I am feeling déjà vu. Similar emotions are getting on my nerves as I am getting one step closer to the dining area. The anticipation is overwhelming, reminding me of the time when I approached the big black wolf when he was injured. The same rush of adrenaline courses through my veins, making me feel both excited and anxious. But deep down, I know everything is going to be fine. I tried comforting myself with these words as I meticulously dressed up like some kind of fashion diva. Each piece of clothing is carefully chosen to convey confidence and poise. As I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror, a surge of determination fills me. I can do this. God. I groaned. This dress is heavy, and the corset is making me breathless. I tried my best not to wear the dress, but then I agreed, as the maid stated t
Richard Where are you, Regina? I sighed, trying to suppress my anger as I continued with the meeting. I don’t know what I am doing here when there has been no clue as to Regina’s whereabouts for 24 hours. I couldn't help but worry about her safety. The lack of information was making it difficult for me to focus on anything else. At last, she was seen in her school with her friends, but after that, no one knew about her whereabouts. I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease, wondering if something had happened to Regina. The longer she remained missing, the more my concern grew. I hoped that she was safe and that we would soon find out where she had been all this time. I have been restless the whole night after Sam called, asking for help tracking Regina's whereabouts, but there isn't a single hint about her location. ‘All I want is to leave this place and go find our mate.’ My wolf voice fumed in anger in my mind. I want it too. But I can’t leave now. I need to fulfill my duty a