Another day at training. I didn't mind though. I liked the idea of strengthening my body. I didn't like being weak. I wanted to be able to do things on my own and defend myself. Xander didn't let me train yesterday, telling me to take the day off after my breakdown during our run. Compared to what I had witnessed around the camp, Xander was so easy on me. He probably realised I would break if he treated me in the same way. Two days ago, I remembered bits and pieces of the attack and I couldn't remember anything else. The whole experience was terrifying, but I was glad for Xander’s presence. At first, I thought he would push me to work harder, so I would get over whatever memory that made me panic and heave. He proved me wrong. Xander was so gentle with me. He held me tightly and protectively, protecting me from my mind, which was my number one enemy at that moment. I was safe in his arms even though there was a war going on inside of me. His soothing words calmed my

Dinah told me to let go of myself and the music was going to take control over my body and move me. She was right. I didn't know how I was doing it, but I was enjoying myself on the dance floor. I swayed my body to the music as I savoured every second I spent on the dance floor. “I'm tired! I'm going to sit down,” Dinah shouted over the music to Rowena and me. “I need to sit down too!” Rowena said, and I whined. I didn't want to stop dancing, but I was sure that they weren't going to leave me alone on the dance floor. “Let's just drink what we ordered, then we can dance again.” I nodded and let them take me to the VIP area again. Jorah wasn't there, but Keith and Xander were. “We’ve got a great dancer here!” Dinah exclaimed as she took a seat beside her mate. “You are?” Xander seemed surprised to learn something like that about me. Truthfully, I was surprised too. “Seems like it.” I shrugged. “Which one is my drink?” I asked hi

  The sunrays made contact with my face, waking me up from the deep sleep I was in. I felt myself holding something— or someone. I opened my eyes and saw Priya sound asleep in my arms. I smiled a little to myself at how adorable she looked in my embrace. Her face was buried in my chest and her arm was thrown lazily around my torso. When she asked me last night to sleep beside her, I was slightly hesitant. At the end of the day, I was a man and she was a stunning girl. While we were dancing at the club, I wanted to kiss her, to take her away from everyone and have her for myself, but I had to remind myself that she wasn't eighteen yet. I had to remind myself that although she didn't remember who she was, she was still healing and maybe a bit traumatized and she probably wasn't sure of any choice she made. Every move I made was preceded by her consent, but even her consent wasn't enough at that moment because she wasn't fully okay. She still had a long way

“Are we doing this correctly?” Xander asked me as we chopped the vegetables mentioned in the recipe. “Is there a wrong way to chop vegetables?” I wondered as I cut the yellow pepper into long slices. “You have a point.” He chuckled. “Cutting onions is the worst! I don't like how my tears are running uncontrollably,” he huffed, making me laugh. “I don't even know what I'm crying about!” “I got scissors, you got paper. You lost. End of discussion,” I teased him and put the pepper in the pan. After lots of complaining from Xander and me teasing him about how his eyes were watery and red, we put all the vegetables in the pan and we kept stirring them in the cup of oil we added before putting the vegetables. “Just a pinch. Don't add too much!” I instructed him as he added salt, pepper, garlic powder, and paprika. “Okay, you go boil the water for the pasta,” he told me and I nodded. This was fun. Having dinner at a fa

I hugged my knees tighter to my chest as the thunder rocked the sky, causing me to flinch in my place. It was hard to control how I felt. The lightning brightened my dark room, sending fear down my bones. A sob escaped my mouth as my whole body shook in pure fright. I didn’t know that I was that scared of storms. I wasn’t just scared. I was petrified. My heart was about to stop at any given second. It was my first time to experience a storm like that since I woke up and found myself in Silver Moon Pack.  I closed my eyes, trying to ignore how my heart was thumbing and just when I thought that I was starting to calm down, the thunder shook the sky again. I was trembling in fear. A hazy image appeared before my closed eyes of myself in a place that resembled a cell. I slowly shook my head and let go of my knees and reached for one of the pillows on the bed. I couldn't even hold the pillow properly because of how my fingers were violently shaking. I held it tighter