Elaine"W-What did you say?" The moment Trevor scooped me up from the ground, my heart started pounding so loudly that I was sure Trevor could hear it. My insides knotted feeling his arms around me. I should probably say something by now or do something, especially when he began to move. But words felt stuck in my throat. Everything about this moment tangled up with excitement and nerves.We moved through the hall toward his bedroom, and I held my breath in response. My mind spun with a million questions of “what ifs” and “will he?” and yet nothing seemed to have answered it. My pulse raced erratically, but I did nothing to stop him. Deep down, I knew I was more excited than I could ever admit. Whatever he was about to do, I was more than ready to do it too.Trevor nudged the door open with his shoulder and as we entered the room, he lowered me gently onto the bed. I felt the mattress beneath me as he placed me down with such care. When he looked down at me, I couldn't read anything
ElaineThe next day, I woke up wrapped in Trevor’s arms. I shifted slightly, and his sleeping face came into view. I couldn’t help but study every detail. My eyes traced each feature, admiring the person lying beside me. I never expected he would look so vulnerable like this. He was like a baby sleeping peacefully in his crib. It was as if he hadn’t truly slept for days. The thought that he could finally find rest with me made my heart swell.Slowly, I lifted his arm from around my waist, careful not to wake him. I slipped out of bed and tiptoed across his apartment. I grabbed the stray pieces of clothing and items strewn around. Well, I couldn't leave him in this messy place. So, I found myself straightening his space. After tidying up, I took a quick bath. I let the warmth of the water shake off any lingering drowsiness. I pulled out a simple white shirt and shorts from his dresser. I was sure he wouldn’t mind me borrowing them, as I hadn’t brought any spare clothes from yesterday.
ElaineI took a deep breath as I stood in front of the mirror, examining my reflection. My hair was swept up neatly. And the dress I’d chosen, simple but elegant, felt both like armor and an invitation to embrace the night. I was grateful Mr. Smith had sent me home two hours early to prepare. Initially, I’d protested, telling him that I had no problem working until my shift ended. But he’d insisted. He pointed out that I’d never once missed work or asked for time off since I’d been hired. “Elaine, you deserve some time for yourself. Go, enjoy the party,” he said with a smile.So, here I was, looking at myself in a way I hadn’t in a long time. The party was formal, yes, but it was more than that for me. This was a rare opportunity to reconnect with my past and bridge the gaps in my memory with the familiar faces and voices from the orphanage. This was exactly the reason why I decided not to invite Trevor. I wanted to have this time for myself and find the missing piece of life that
ElaineThe spotlight remained focused on us as Tristan inched closer to me. Everyone in the crowd was clapping. In their eyes, you could see how much excitement they were feeling to see us together. Lily made quite an expression by her introduction yet I knew that those words were far from the truth. I kept a small, polite smile on my face, trying to look calm. But inside, I was a mess. I came here to this event to reconnect with my forgotten past. However, Tristan was not part of it. My hands were sweaty, and I clenched them into fists to hide how nervous I was. My nails dug into my palms, just enough to help me stay steady. Part of me wanted to walk off the stage. I wanted to run away from all the eyes watching us that I felt was suffocating me. But I couldn’t move. My whole body felt stiff, and I could feel a chill down my back as if I was stuck in place. I felt trapped.I took a deep breath, trying to push down the uncomfortable feeling in my stomach. Everything felt wrong. This
ElaineI froze. My fingers tightened on my purse. I turned around and glared at him. I didn’t hide my annoyance. “The party’s over, Tristan. I don’t have to pretend to like you anymore,” I scoffed. But instead of stepping back, he smiled. No, he smirked, making my blood boil. He didn’t seem to get what I was trying to say. Instead, his eyes glinted with the same arrogance he kept on showing to me. I stayed still as he stepped closer. I looked away and crossed my arms, determined not to let him pull me back in. I let him sense my irritation just by looking at him."You think this is over?" he said, his voice low and condescending. "You think you can just walk away like nothing happened? We’ve been through too much for you to act like this."I almost laughed. The audacity. "You’ve been through too much? What about me, huh? What about what you did to me?" I could feel the anger bubbling up, but I held it in, keeping my voice steady. "You don’t get to make this about you anymore. I am w
ElaineMy husband used my body, not knowing it would be the last time he had me. I’d grown fed up and given up hope that he’d ever learn to love me. What a silly notion. I’d been foolish to think that would ever happen.“You seem… different,” he purred as he began ravaging my lips. Tristan loved total control in bed. But this time, I didn’t allow myself to be just be the receiver of pleasure. Surprisingly, I was the one leading him on.“Hey, take it easy,” he whispered, but it fell on deaf ears. I focused on satisfying him first, on giving him a night to remember, before submitting myself to him and allowing him to enter my body. Considering it would be our last time, it might as well be good. I was filing for divorce in the morning. If anyone heard what I was thinking of doing, they might call me stupid. After all, I was married to Tristan Hale was the esteemed Alpha of Wolfsilver Pack, and I was appointed to be his Luna. Anyone who might know my story might think I was a real-life
Elaine A soft, golden light shined around me. Everything I knew about the world disappeared as if I had been transported to another realm.Then the golden light called upon me. “Elaine.”"Who are you? How do you know my name?" I asked, as the light soothed my worries. Just hearing its voice made me feel better."I'm Neeya, and I'm your spirit wolf," came the reply."You're kidding.” I couldn't help but laugh. “I am wolfless, and I've come to terms with that already.”“But it’s true,” the voice persisted. "Trying to explain why you can sense me now is difficult, so I won't delve into that. What’s important thing is that I'm here now, and I'll always be with you as your friend. You won't be alone anymore, Elaine. I will be your companion… forever."Her last statement flattered my heart, and even though I couldn’t see her form, I could feel her smiling at me. A lone tear escaped my eyes. Warmth and comfort like none I’d ever experienced flooded my senses.#“Bestie? Thank God, you’re a
Elaine "Come on, Liz. Quit playing." I chuckled while nudging her on her side. "I shouldn’t have not trusted you with my secret. Besides, I’m only eighteen. I haven't even found my destined mate yet."How could I attract someone like Tristan? He was out of my league, and the thought of me being married to him was absurd."You really don't remember anything, do you?" Liz uttered. I looked at her straight in the eyes before she slumped into the nearby chair next to my bed. Again, an awkward silence hovered. She took a deep breath, as if she was relieved about something. "Well, maybe it’s for the best. I mean, what good would it do you to remember that bastard anyway?"She pulled a compact mirror from her purse and handed it to me. "There. Look at yourself and tell me what you see."I looked the same, only a little older and stressed, with small lines formed on my forehead and bags under my eyes. It appeared I hadn't gotten a decent sleep, though I wasn't sure why not. I shifted my gaze