MiallThe training field was the centre of all peace. For once in a long time, I felt as if I wasn't confused and knew exactly what it was that I wanted to do.And not be hated for it...It was as if everything had disappeared, and being alpha or Miall didn't matter; being alive felt easier. The smell of the earth that wafted through my nose, the fields of green that went on for yards, gave me a wind of serenity.However, it was hard not to shift during this kind of training. Everything would have been easier and quicker if I had shifted, but the whole purpose of this training was to see how long we could hold out on shifting. Malakhi wasn't making it easy.Yes, I was alpha and could hold my ground, but Malakhi was very competitive when it came to such things, and Amanah cheering him on right now instead of me wasn't helping.One would've thought that she would be here to support me after her proposal just a few days ago, but no. She loved being the bane of my existence—she enjoyed it.
AmanahI sat on the couch and stared up at the ceiling, bored out of my mind. Miall's place sucked! The only form of entertainment here was the television, and his pack members rarely dropped by.However, when they did, they always came with food, and as much as I would beg them to stay and have some tea, they would tell me they had other engagements to get to.Miall wasn't much fun, either."I'm going to take a shower, okay?" I nodded and watched as he disappeared upstairs. I'm hungry.I made a plate of food, sat in the living room, and watched my favourite drama. I swear this right here was my dopamine, and I just couldn't wait to see if Theo would apologise to Xania.It was a rom-com about a CEO who fell in love with one of his subordinates. Xania was a thief, and she stole from the wrong person; plenty of stuff happened, and she had to work with Theo.The show was slowly reaching its climax, and honestly, I was anxious about it.The people here were such great writers, and their sh
Ever since I loudly confessed to Miall how much I wanted him, I was ashamed to admit that I had been avoiding him for quite some time now.Yes, I did talk to him, but I could never be in the same space with him for too long. I always just felt as if he would bring it up and just reject me again.That was why it was better for me to self-reject; that way, I would avoid any type of hurt that may come from him, and I would be just okay.I should really stop being so confident because then I go around talking shit about how I was obsessed with him.How embarrassing!He probably thought my life revolved around him. In all honesty, it did, but I didn't need him to know to what extent.I looked up at the clock on the wall, and he wasn't up yet. Another strategy of mine when it came to avoiding Miall was waiting for him to go to his training sessions or sometimes meetings with his mom.Now that I was in training to become Luna and half of all of my time I was with Nyleve, I had some sort of kn
Thirty hours and twenty-five minutes. That was how long it had been since Miall fell asleep, and in those hours, I had only slept for five in total.It was probably not my place to be right here next to him, but I couldn't help worrying or wanting to take the pain from him, which was stupid of me.I had only known him for four months, and that one night, and I have grown to care for him so much.Despite all the angst he had put me through, I was putting it all aside because it hurt to see him like this.Lying in bed, unconscious.At first, he was always thrashing in pain, and Nyleve tried to get me away from him, but I couldn't handle it.How foolish of me. What can a human girl do, really? There wasn't much I could do to take his pain away, but I still wanted to be here, close to him.This was the only way I could comfort him.I sat on the chair across his bed, supporting my head against my unwounded hand. My left hand rested on my lap as I watched him breathe. I patiently waited for
Miall BEFORE MIALL WOKE UP"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Orion ranted as he walked up and down. "Fuck!" He screamed into the bright, open room.I sat down quietly and watched as he took out all his frustrations by kicking the air or swearing it out, things that he would never do before Amanah."You don't fucking listen," he directed to me as he stared at me from the corner of his eyes. "This is the last fucking place I'd rather be!" He shouted and gave the room middle fingers."Where are we?" I asked him, and he groaned, sitting down next to me; he wore a suit and didn't look as half bad as he normally does. If Amanah was here, she'd be swooning."The gods have summoned us," he replied, fixing my jacket. "Don't say a word," he said sternly, and I raised my eyebrows."You will do all the talking?" I asked amusedly. After all, he was the one fighting with the room just now."Yes, because you are a fucking idiot. Just follow my lead, and then we'll be out here quickly and back to Amanah," he
I groaned as I opened my eyes, rubbing my forehead. What the hell happened?"Oh, you're awake?" The woman who looked like Amanah knelt next to me, dressed in a black and white cloak dress. She had a small bowl next to her filled with water. "You were out for quite some time," she softly said, reaching toward my face.I grabbed her hand, stopping her, and she stared at me, surprised."What are you doing here, Amanah, and where's Orion?" I asked, and her eyes stared into mine, confused."I'm sorry, sir, but I am not Amanah. You passed out in the woods last night; you had quite the fever, but it's gone down now," she reached for my forehead and pulled the damp cloth. "If you're feeling okay now, you can leave my cottage," she pointed to the door as she got up with her bowl and left the cottage."Where is Orion?" I whispered to myself as I got up. I felt a bit woozy but quickly regained my balance. Leaving her tiny cottage, I opened the door, but I wasn't ready for the sunlight to blind my
Naja had disappeared into thin air after she said this trial would be fun. I was still confused about what was happening.In the previous trial, it felt like I was going through Orion's memories just to find myself standing at a door waiting for Orion to come out of his deep slumber. How we had switched positions was blurry to me, but it also felt like it made sense.It wasn't about me.That woman that Orion said was his wife Zyrah looked like Amanah, although a few things told them apart.Amanah's eyes were a lighter shade of brown compared to Zyrah's. She had a beauty spot right next to her left eye. But there was still so much that was the same. The way they were so mean with their words yet kind in their actions almost convinced me they were one person.Orion definitely had a type.I looked at Orion, but his jaw was still clenched."Are you okay?" I asked, and his left eye twitched."Tie your stupid hair!" He bellowed, and I leaned away from him, gathering my hair into a ponytail b
Third Person"So this is going to be pretty simple," Impa clapped his hands. The room was filled with fire, but it wasn't burning hot. The temperature was enough to cause discomfort to those of a different nature from the alpha’s, but it barely made a difference to Orion and Miall.Impa reminded Miall of Drystan, but he didn't seem like a betrayer.Orion and Miall had begun to better understand each other throughout the trials they had gone through so far. Miall could easily feel why Orion wasn’t so fond of Impa. The proud man was loud and clearly had a huge ego.Where Miall and Orion stood was like dried-up lava. Impa smirked as he formed a fiery rod and pointed it at Orion. "I want a duel against the god of Lycans," he said, emphasising Orion's title, and Orion rolled his eyes."A duel? Between a god and a lighter? Sure," Orion shrugged, rolling his neck. Impa's eye twitched as he stared at Orion in absolute hate. The two had a knack for getting on each other's nerves.They were poss