--Alyssa--
Her mother looked at her in shock. "You don’t understand what you’re saying," she hissed, but her daughter stood firm.
"I do understand," she replied. "I feel the bond. He is my mate, and I won’t reject him."
The crowd’s reaction was mixed; some looked moved by her words, while others still harbored doubt and suspicion. The tension was palpable, a fragile balance that could tip either way.
"Are we not part of you now?" Noah’s voice cut through the crowd like a blade, his eyes dark and intense. He stood tall, his presence commanding respect and attention.
"You have accepted us into your pack, g
--Alyssa--"White wolves cannot reject their mates like that," Noah said, a faint smile playing on his lips. His calm demeanor seemed to contrast sharply with the tension hanging in the air, adding an eerie stillness to the room.I watched as Jasmine's mother began to crumble under the weight of Noah's words. Her eyes, filled with disbelief and sorrow, mirrored the anguish that clawed at her heart. "How could the Moon Goddess do such a thing?" she cried, her voice trembling. "We could refuse, but they could not?"Noah's expression softened slightly, but his eyes remained resolute. "Do not question her," he said firmly. His voice held a tone of reverence, one that silenced any murmurs of dissent instantly. The place fell into a hushed silence, and the woman's fear was palpable.Noah's encounters with the Moon Goddess were legendary, tales whispered in the dead of night by those who dared to believe in the divine. His unwavering faith in her decisions was something to be reckoned with,
--Alyssa--The hall buzzed with a mixture of tension and curiosity as I walked in, taking a seat on one of the plush chairs near the center. Aunt Florence and the rest of Xavier’s family were gathered, their expressions a blend of shock and contemplation. Whatever conclusions they drew from today's events would undoubtedly shape their opinions about me once they discovered my true identity.“This is mad! I never thought something like this would ever be possible,” Christopher said, breaking the silence. His voice was a mix of disbelief and awe. I turned my head slightly, trying to gauge the depth of his reaction as I settled into my chair.“Not just you,” Meredith chimed in, her voice carrying the weight of her own astonishment. I studied her face, searching for any telltale signs of deeper feelings or hidden judgments. Her expression was hard to read, a mask of composed surprise.“The adults are all thinking deeply. This is the first time anything like this has ever happened,” Aunt F
--Alyssa--No one wanted their children to mate with a White wolf. That was the conclusion I reached after speaking to Xavier’s family. Meredith and Loveth were kind enough to share their thoughts, but it was only Loveth who seemed open to the idea. However, she confessed that her parents would never agree to it.I felt lost and confused, unsure of what to do next. The only thing that gave me some solace was knowing that Xavier was aware of the situation. He always had a way of making things seem like they would be okay, no matter how bleak they appeared.As I lay under the duvet, trying to sort through my thoughts, Lily knocked gently on the door and entered my room with a tray in hand.“Alpha Xavier said that I should bring you this soup,” she said softly.The smell of the soup wafted over to me, but I didn’t have the appetite for it. The weight of everything was too heavy for me to focus on eating. I just wanted to be left alone, to wallow in my confusion and uncertainty. With Gran
--Alyssa--I had been in bed for the past three days, and for that, I was grateful. Xavier hadn’t forced me to get up, understanding that I needed this time to think. My mind was a whirlwind, and no matter how much I tried, I couldn't stop the incessant thoughts from racing.At the forefront of my mind was my greatest fear: that they would find out what I was. The thought made my heart pound with anxiety. If they discovered my true nature, it wouldn’t go well. The consequences were too dire to even fully comprehend.The room was now cloaked in darkness, and I could barely make out the faint outlines of the objects around me. The shadows felt oppressive, pressing down on me as if they carried the weight of my worries. This was going to be far more difficult than I had ever imagined.To make matters worse, I wasn’t feeling well. I had been puking and feeling nauseous for the past few days. I had a sinking feeling about what it could mean, but I couldn’t allow it to happen now. Not with
--Alyssa--“Are you okay now?” Grandma asked as she entered my room, her presence always a comforting anchor in the turbulent sea of my thoughts.“Yes, I’m fine,” I replied, forcing a smile. My eyes drifted towards the window, where the world outside seemed as chaotic as my inner turmoil.“Don’t you worry; everything is going to be fine.” She tried to reassure me, but her words felt hollow. Everyone kept telling me that things would be alright, yet everything seemed to be spiraling out of control.“Is it the same situation as last time?” I asked, hoping for some clarity.She nodded, her expression a mix of concern and resignation. “It looks like most of them are finding their mates, and people are not happy about it. But they have to accept it; with time, it will become normal. They’re just scared, that’s all.”Her words were meant to comfort, but they fell flat. I knew she was trying to convince me, but the unease in my chest wouldn’t dissipate.I took a deep breath, feeling the weig
--Alyssa--The girl's dad was the one who hit Xavier. He was arrested, but Xavier allowed them to let him go. He was going through a lot and never intended to hurt Xavier. He was aiming for the White wolf when Xavier intervened.Xavier wasn't supposed to faint, so I wondered why. He told me not to worry, but I couldn't help it. I had to ask the doctor why he fainted from that low blow."Doctor, can I please speak to you?" I said, my voice shaky as I walked out of the room, waiting for him to follow. My mind was racing with a thousand thoughts, each one more frantic than the last.The doctor stepped out, his face calm and composed. "What can I do for you, Luna?" he asked, his tone gentle."Why did my mate faint, please?" I went straight to the point. I was going through a lot, and at that moment, I needed a clear answer. The worry gnawing at my insides was almost unbearable."He had low blood pressure; that was why," the doctor explained, his eyes sympathetic.I nodded, absorbing the i
--Alyssa--Why was I here? I turned around and, thankfully, didn't see the guard. I needed to leave; there was nothing here for me. Just as I was about to turn away, I heard my name.“Alyssa,” the voice was so familiar, even though it had been absent from my life for so long.I turned, and my mother walked out the door, running towards me. The gate opened instantly, and she dashed out like a desperate person.Before I could react, I was in her arms. Everything happened so quickly.“I knew you would come to me, dear. I miss you so much,” she said, kissing my cheek and face.My heart warmed, but I knew I had to leave.“I have to go,” I said, and her face fell, making my heart ache. This was not how I wanted our meeting to be. Hell, I didn’t even know I was coming here; my subconscious brought me here.“So soon? Did you not come to see me?” she asked, wiping away a tear that had fallen from her face.Her touch was gentle, her hands trembling slightly as she brushed the tear away. I could
--Alyssa--Alone time with my mother was something I desperately needed. We were in her room now, a space filled with the comforting scent of lavender and a hint of the herbal tea she always drank. I had mindlinked Xavier to tell him where I was, so I felt okay staying here for a while, allowing myself a rare moment of peace."Only the Moon Goddess knows how much I have missed you," she said, hugging me countless times. Her embrace was warm and familiar, making me smile despite everything weighing on my mind.In her arms, I could almost forget all that had happened. Right now, I wanted to live in the moment, to savor this rare, tender time with my mother. She pulled back slightly, studying my face with those gentle, perceptive eyes of hers."Why has your face gotten so sunken?" she asked, guiding me to sit on the chair she had been seated on the day I arrived. Her concern was palpable, and I could see the worry etched in her features."Nothing," I said quickly, not wanting to burden h