My friends’ stares at me in disbelief. "No way" Gia tries to slap herself again. "You, Matteo wow! That ass hole" Cora stood up with her hands on both hips. "If he was here I would skrill him alive before feeding dogs with his ba-" she stops in mid-sentence seeing us both stare at her. "What?" she rolls her eyes and I crack up laughing. "Wow, never thought I would live the day to hear you talk like that... Wooo wow" Gia and I applaud to her with enthusiastic. "You are both crazy but seriously I despise him" she sat down on the other side of bed. "So you wanna tell us about you and him again" I lower my head in shame fiddling with my hands. "It's okay you can take your time, maybe" I interrupted her, cutting out what she was trying to say. "I knew he was my Mate on my eighteen birthday when I came to pick you guys up." I took a deep breath then there I began to tel

I woke up the next day and remembered that I need to pack my stuff as I will be leaving tomorrow. It may be too soon but I know I need this. Not to escape but an air to breathe just for a time before I come back and face my demons or should I say my one own demon. My eyes slowly dart around my room taking in every picture of it, from the painting to the walls then to the bookshelves and everything else inside this room. I stood up and began to look for my clothes to take and things to be left here. Afterwards I moved to my left bookshelf to look for any books to take with me. I was choosing from my old edition collection when suddenly a book fell off from the shelf and landed on the floor. I put it back in the shelf and turn to leave but that is when I realized a photo on the floor. It must have fallen off from the book. I pick it up turning it over only to find my father smiling besides a female who clung onto his arms and a m

I woke up with no sign of Matteo. I sat there on my bed with tears from my eyes. Alera hates me for what I did but I kept on telling her that it was just a dream. I must be dreaming I thought to myself then I felt a cold metal in my right palm. Opening my palm, I saw the promise ring he gave me. It was beautifully made with little white diamonds surrounding it and a medium diamond in the middle. Admiration was the word I would say this moment when looking at this ring. Then reality hits me that everything wasn't a dream. Matteo was here and I almost kill him not until I saw those green eyes again and that face whom I use to dream of everyday. I felt this urge to throw the ring away but since he said it belongs to his grandma I have respect for that and keep it. 'Then what if it's a lie' my subconscious reminded me but again I still hold on to that hope that my mate was being sincere and he meant every words he says.

The car arrived around late night, most of the lights were out and there were only guards around the place. The driver drops me off in front of a huge gate where there are two wolves’ statues stood proudly at each side of the gate. I saw a man coming then he opens up the gate before extending his hand to me. "Hi I don't know if you remember me but I'm Beta Lucian" he gave me a welcoming smile and I shook his hand in return. I do remember him it's not like I have any memory loss besides Matteo almost breaking his bones makes him memorable. I know I sounded like a bitch but I just want to be one. 'Good luck on that' Alera said through our link. Despite the time I arrive, Lucian still shows me off to the campus. We put my suitcases in my allocated room then we went around other places. He also told me that there are only two of us who admit earlier it was just me and a transfer student from the King's College. Aft

Stretching out my arms in front of my home. I smile taking in the view of our house. After four hours of ride I am finally here in one piece with no accident on the road or any rogues attack. I can't believe nothing has changed. I walk up to the front door and found it lock. 'Perfect' I excitedly giggle while going around and climb over my room. "Geez thanks to the moon goddess they didn't cut down this tree" I mumble to myself as I made my way up the window. The window was locked but I use my arm to break it down and finally I was in. 'It's good to be back home' I threw myself on the bed and happy that everything was still the same as I left them to be. I watch the ceiling for a moment thinking of how things are around here before running down the stairs to get my suitcase inside the house. I locked the door again and made my way to my room where I unpack my stuff and thought of ways to surprise my parents. A