Chapter 2

Maliya's POV

"Why is she so white?"

"OMG, she is burning up so bad."

"Do something, Carl. Help her."

"Do you think she is a wolf?"

"I don't think so, I can't sense any wolf in her but her smell is kind of weird too."

"Should we just leave her here? We can't do that."

"Alpha will have our head if we bring a stranger into the pack."

"...but...but she is harmless. She is so fragile, she can't cause any harm. Besides, you already said you can't sense a wolf in her. She is probably just a mere human."

Mere human. How I hate that word. I hate it so much and I would have asked the person to not call me that if only I could bring myself to open my eyes or even make my mouth work but nah, it felt like my entire body was paralyzed. I can't even tell which is which. I can't differentiate between my limbs, everything hurts, from my head down to my toes, everything hurts and it is so cold, why is it so cold and warm at the same time?

Water. I need to drink water.

"Look look, she is trying to say something."

"Well, lean closer and hear what she has to say."

"Why can't you do it?"

"What if she bites my ears off or something?"

Shut up. Shut up. Shut the fuck up. I kept chanting that silently in my head until I felt one of them lean closer and I could smell the heavy scent of a wolf and blood mixed. My sense organs are not usually this sharp unless it is... a full moon. No wonder.

"Water." I managed to whisper.

"She wants water." The person screamed and I cringed at how loud she was.

I felt someone lifting me gently and a glass of water was pressed against my lips. I drank as much as I could.

"OMG, she must have been so thirsty." That one definitely has a thing for OMGs.

I drank as much as I could and stopped drinking when I had had enough of it. My head hit something soft again and all of a sudden I blacked out and everything went silent.

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I opened my eyes slowly and was hit with a very bright white light, only it wasn't light but ceilings...very white ceilings.

Where am I? A hospital?

Nah, it can't be a hospital, I would have smelled it. I tried to turn my head sideways to take my environment in and I realized that my vision was blurry, I couldn't see clearly or make out any shape.

"You are awake." That voice. Thick, rich, commanding powerful, and beautiful at the same time. It sent shivers down my spine.

He stood in front of me but I couldn't make out anything other than the fact that he was huge, very huge.

"Who are you?" I asked.

He chuckled or I think he did. It was most definitely a chuckle.

"I should be asking you that. Who are you and how did you get here?" He asked. His voice was so commanding that it forced a response out of me even though I didn't want to answer it.

I was already feeling drowsy again and it felt like I was going to pass out any moment from now. Why can't I stay awake for long? What is going on?

"Mali...my name is Mali..." I managed to force that before everything went blank again.

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I woke up but this time my vision was clear and I felt much better, the pain was gone, I felt lightheaded though, and very hungry. I sat up and looked around me. I was in the same room but the huge man was nowhere to be found. I was alone and hungry. Very hungry.

I got out of bed but sat right back when it felt like the earth was spinning. I don't even know where I am. I need to find my phone too, I remember that it was the only thing I was holding when I left...

Then it hit me again, everything that happened. Finding my husband, or is he my ex now? And my second best friend together, their mini plot to kill me, and yeah, getting rejected. The last thing I remember was leaving the house and being in so much pain that I passed out then I remember hearing some set of people talking but for the life of me I couldn't remember what they were talking about, then the huge man, I didn't get the chance to ask for his name but I remember telling him mine.

The door to the room opened and two people walked in, a boy and a girl.

"OMG, you are awake." She squealed.

Funny, I have never met her before but she sounds so familiar, especially the OMG.

She tapped the boy beside her. "Go go, go get Miguel and tell him that she is awake." The boy nodded and left to do what she asked.

She closed the door and walked closer to me. She stopped when she was close enough and smiled so brightly it was almost blinding.

"Hi, my name is Tanya. I am Miguel's sister. I am a twin actually and that was my twin brother, Troy." She offered.

I smiled at her and her eyes twinkled a little too brightly.

"Hi, my name is Maliya."

"OMG, you are so pretty and you have a really pretty name." She said.

"Thank you."

"Your hair, did you dye it to that color? How did you achieve it? Can you tell me? I have always wanted blonde hair." She asked.

"I didn't..." I started answering. "Wait what? Blonde?"

She nodded and looked at me like I was crazy. I located the mirror that was in the room and quickly walked up to it and yes, my hair was blonde again. But how? How is that even possible? I remember dyeing it brown. What the fuck is going on?

"How long have I been here?" I asked Tanya.

"Three weeks. You have been out of it for three weeks now. I and Troy found you in the woods, we took you to the pack doctor then we had to tell Miguel. He absolutely hates it when strangers come to our pack but you were out of it so you were harmless and you looked so fragile, you still do..."

Oh, she can talk, okay?

"Three weeks?" I repeated and she nodded.

"My hair, did you do anything to it?" I asked.

She shook her head. "No, we saw you that way. I could have sworn that it was even glowing when we found you. Your hair was what attracted us to you." She answered.

But, but, that is not possible. I definitely dyed my hair.

"What pack is this? Where am I?" I asked her.

"This is the Crescent Moon pack and my brother..." She got interrupted by another voice.

"Tanya." I know that voice. I heard it before in my sleep. It was the same commanding voice, deep and so powerful that it sent shivers down my spine.

I watched as he walked into the room while holding Troy's hand. Tanya smiled and ran to hug him, she barely reached his waist.

He was huge, okay. Very. How tall is this man? I stared at him shamelessly from his long legs to his waist, his jeans were low waisted and I would have gotten a very good view of that waist if his shirt was not covering it, he had a really broad chest and huge arms, and he definitely has eight packs or something like that. I finally reached his face and OMG, I swallowed, hard.

How does one achieve that look?

"Are you done staring?" He asked. Me. He was asking me.

I nodded. "Quite."

"Who are you?" He asked.

"Her name is Maliya..." Tanya started.

"Troy, why don't you take your sister on a stroll?" The huge guy asked.

Tanya frowned. "I don't need to go on a stroll."

"Tanya..."

"Fine. Let's go, Troy. See you later, Mali." She called and they both left the room and closed the door behind them.

I swallowed hard again. Why does the room feel so small? I shifted nervously and resisted the urge to scratch my neck. That was my tic, a sign that I was nervous.

"Your name is Maliya." He said.

"Yeah, but I assume you already knew that. I remember telling you that much." I said.

His mouth did something weird, I think he was trying to smile. "I didn't think you were conscious enough to remember that."

I shrugged. "Where am I? Tanya mentioned a pack so I assume you are a werewolf. What pack is this?"

"Correct, I am a werewolf and you are in the Crescent Moon Pack. You are not a wolf." He said.

"Bingo. How did you figure that out?" I replied sarcastically.

"Who are you? And why are you here? How did you find my Pack?" He asked.

"I am Maliya Snow Carter and I honestly don't know how I ended up on your pack. The last thing I remember was leaving my house and here I am."

He was looking at me like he didn't believe me.

"How? How did you, a mere human, gain entrance into my pack?" He asked.

A mere human. Mere human. How I hate that word. It hurts even more hearing that from a complete stranger.

I swallowed and nodded. "I apologize for coming into your pack. If you would just give me my phone, I will get out of your hair immediately."

He shook his head. "That is not possible."

That angered me. For some weird reason, that made me angry.

"The fuck are you talking about?" I asked.

He walked closer to me and OMG— oh my God, I have only spent less than ten minutes in that girl's company, why do I keep saying OMG?

He is huge and I am so small. He towered over me easily then he bent down till our faces were on the same level. Our eyes locked and without breaking eye contact, he stroked my hair and tucked a piece behind my ear.

"What I am trying to say, Little Snow, is that you can't leave." He whispered or maybe not. I don't know. My brain turned to mush and I suddenly couldn't think clearly.

"W...why?" I asked him.

He smiled and stood up straight again and took exactly three steps back. I silently mourned the loss of his heat.

"My name is Miguel Crescents. It is very nice to meet you, Mate." He said.

"It is nice to...." I stopped.

"Mate?"