LIANA Dr. Daniel, who was Zaylen’s personal doctor according to Zaylen, checked him and now we were sitting in his cabin, waiting for him to say something. “Well, it’s nothing serious,” Dr. Daniel said, sitting comfortably on his chair. “But Zaylen, you should avoid loud places like that in the future. You know the damage it does to us.” He started writing some medication for Zaylen, while I felt immediate guilt filling me. It was due to me that Zaylen was in this condition. He agreed despite knowing the side effects, just for my sake — our friendship’s sake. He was really a nice guy. Even though he didn’t feel anything for me and what I felt for him was a rebound, I was glad to have him as my friend. He didn’t abandon me and helped me sort out my feelings. He really highly valued his friendships. I was lucky to have him in my fucked up life. My chain of thoughts were broken by the ringtone of my phone. I checked the caller ID and saw it was my dad. My eyes grew as wide as sa
ZAYLEN Before Liana could fall, I held her up in my arms in an instant. “Liana…” I called out. Her eyes were closed, and by taking a closer look at her beautiful face, it seemed like she was writhing in pain. A sudden surge of panic and concern washed over me like a tidal wave seeing her like that. “Zaylen…” I could feel her pain as if it were my own, each agonized breath she took sending a shiver down my spine. “Liana…” I called out again, but there was no response. It seemed like she fainted. With a gentle touch, I lifted her delicate form, cradling her close to my chest as I hurried towards the hospital. With each step I took, I couldn't shake the feeling that something was stirring within me, something different. I have never felt like this before. As I was about to step inside the hospital, Liana’s eyes jolted open. Once she realized she was in my arms, she mumbled, “Put me down.” I sighed in relief, seeing she got back her consciousness. I put her down obedi
LIANA“So… what about the werewolf earlier?” I struck up a conversation as Zaylen and I walked.“What about it?” Zaylen asked, arching an eyebrow.“Who was it?” I asked curiously. “Oh, he was Jackson. He turned sixteen, so he transformed fully today for the first time. That’s why he lost his control,” Zaylen informed me. “So do all the werewolves lose control?” I inquired.“I thought you did your research on our kind,” he teased with a smile, but I rolled my eyes playfully.“It’s better to hear everything from a werewolf. I mean, hearing it from the werewolf personally beats the information I can find on G****e. Unless, werewolves have a personal g****e page where they put every information about themselves.”“Like a Wikipedia page for werewolves?” he asked to be sure, and when I nodded, both of us burst into laughter.“Why would a werewolf dig their own grave by putting it all on social media? That’s so stupid,” he mumbled.“If humans can get addicted to social media, why can’t it b
LIANA “Sara?” I stared at Sara sitting in the car, still in disbelief. “You are Jordan’s secretive girlfriend?” I could see Sara’s cheeks getting red as she nodded. “Yes…” I felt betrayed and happy at the same time. So I decided to do some drama. I mean, Sara deserved it as we did get close as friends. “Why did you hide it from me?” I asked, feigning hurt in my voice. I could see Sara’s eyes filling with guilt as Jordan stood next to me and said, “Well… we didn’t want you to feel awkward around us.” “Plus, office romance makes things so awkward,” Sara added. “But I was going to tell you everything. I swear, Lia.” I could feel the sincerity in her tone, but I decided to play around a bit more. “Sure… I thought we were close friends, like really really good friends.” “We are! We really are!” Sara tried to assure me. I placed a hand over my chest dramatically and said, “Are we, Sara? If we were, I would have known that you were the one dating Jordan.” “Lia, I —” I interrupted
LIANA Sara and I were at Sara’s place, chilling in the living room with pizza and soda. “I really think we should invite Kiara,” I suggested as I took a bite of the pizza. Sara took a sip of her drink and shook her head. “Kiara doesn’t know about me dating Jordan, either.” I scrunched up my eyebrows, totally confused. “Why didn’t you tell her? I mean, she is the closest to you of all.” I thought the reason would be the same as she gave me, but the solemn look that appeared on Sara’s face meant something else. “What’s wrong?” I asked, placing a hand over her shoulder. “Actually, Lia, everything is so messed up. I don’t know how to say or from where to begin,” hurt was visible in Sara’s voice. “It’s okay. Take your time.” I gave her an understanding smile. She sucked in a deep breath and let out, “I am not Jordan’s destined mate.” “Huh?” I tried to absorb her words, but literally nothing made sense. So I looked at her quizzically. “What does this even mean?” Sara smiled at me
LIANA “You…” I didn’t know what to say as I watched a tear slide down Sara’s eyes. “Six years ago, I lost my mate. He died while trying to save me.” I gave a side-hug to Sara, my heart breaking at her confession. “I was miserable after he left. He was so good to me, Lia. Only Jordan was there all the time to support me emotionally. Zaylen did as much as he could as the leader.” “So Jordan pursued you?” I tried to divert the emotional topic. A smile formed on Sara’s lips as she nodded. “Jordan has always liked me. Once I was finally able to accept my mate’s death and moved on, Jordan started pursuing me. That was, I guess, three years ago.” “So did you accept him instantly or made him struggle to prove his love?” I teased. She chuckled, probably remembering those days. “Jordan was so adamant about not giving up on me even though I rejected him many times. All he said was, ‘You cannot undo my feelings for you.’ That’s what melted me, to be honest — his determination. So eventually,
LIANA Zaylen: Why don’t you and Sara come to my place for breakfast? Jord is here as well. A smile appeared on my lips as I texted him back. It was a Sunday today, so obviously we didn’t have an office to go to. Liana: Did you and Jordan have a slumber party like me and Sara? He replied instantly. Zaylen: I had to give him some company after you stopped him from having sex with his girlfriend by taking her away. I gaped at his response, fully dumbstruck. Oh, so that’s why Jordan was interrupting Sara when she wanted to have a girls’ night. It all made sense. Liana: Well he deserved that for hiding this from me. I don’t mind. Zaylen: The way you said that, I assume you don’t have any experience there. I froze at his text. Was he indirectly confirming whether I was a virgin or not? I told you to stop being so delulu, Liana! I sucked in a deep breath and typed again. Liana: Keep assuming ;) Zaylen: Uh… you didn’t answer? I had the urge to roll my eyes at his text. I kn
LIANA After breakfast, I walked around until I saw Jordan. “Hey, Jordan,” I called out, and he smiled at me. “I heard everything from Sara.” His smile fell. “Everything?” I knew he meant even about the mate thing, so I nodded. “I am curious about one thing, though. What will you do if your real mate appears? Will you leave Sara?” This question has been bugging me since last night. I really wished to know Jordan’s answer. The poor girl had been through too much already for her to lose somebody all over again. Before he could reply, I added sternly, “If you do leave her, I swear I will turn my revenge against you. You would be at the top of my hit-list” Jordan chuckled at my threat. “Don’t worry, Liana. I will never do that to Sara. I love her. I really do,” he said and I could feel the sincerity in his voice. The way his eyes glinted at Sara’s name, I knew Sara found a gem after what she went through. They both clearly deserved each other. “And over my dead body will I let s
LIANAThe morning sun poured through the curtains, casting a gentle light across our bedroom. I woke up to the soft, familiar hum of the world outside, the sound of birds chirping in the distance. I turned to see Zaylen sleeping beside me, his face relaxed in peaceful slumber. The sight of him always filled me with a profound sense of contentment and love.I stretched, carefully sliding out of bed to avoid waking him. Today wasn’t just any day—it was a day I had looked forward to for a long time. The house was still, the calm before the storm of our bustling family life. I tiptoed down the hallway, my heart swelling with excitement as I made my way to the nursery.Our twins had brought a new kind of joy into our lives, their arrival a culmination of love and anticipation. The nursery was painted in soft pastel colors, with a cozy crib in the corner and shelves lined with toys and books. The gentle hum of the white noise machine filled the room, blending with the soft sunlight filte
LIANA It was mid-morning, and the office was bustling with the usual activity. The gentle hum of conversation and the clacking of keyboards filled the air, but I could barely focus on anything other than the growing discomfort and irritability that had become a constant companion over the past few weeks. I sat at my desk, my fingers drumming impatiently on the surface. The pile of paperwork before me seemed to mock my inability to concentrate. I sighed heavily, feeling a wave of frustration wash over me. Zaylen, ever observant, noticed my agitation from his office. He appeared at my desk, a look of concern etched on his face. “Hey, baby. How’s it going?” I glanced up, trying to muster a polite smile. “Just peachy,” I said, though the words were more of a snarl than anything else. “If you consider battling an insurm
LIANA The next few days, I couldn’t shake a strange feeling. I was more tired than usual, and the scent of coffee, which I normally loved, was suddenly making me nauseous. Sara noticed my discomfort. “Liana, are you feeling okay?” she asked, her brow furrowed with concern. “I’m fine, just a bit tired” I replied, trying to brush it off. “Been feeling nauseous and my head is pounding these last few days.” Sara gave me a knowing look. “Maybe you should take a pregnancy test.” I blinked, surprised by her suggestion. “A pregnancy test?” She nodded. “There might be a possibility.” The idea was both thrilling and terrifying. Could it be possible? I decided to take Sara’s advice to heart. During my lunch break, I headed to the pharmacy just a few blocks away. The fluorescent lights and the hum of the store seemed unusually bright as I picked out a pregnancy test kit. My heart raced with a mix of excitement and anxiety as I made my way back to the office, clutchin
LIANAThe past few months had flown by in a blissful haze. Our honeymoon had taken us from the Maldives to the enchanting streets of Paris, and finally, to the serene countryside of Tuscany. Each day had been filled with love, laughter, and unforgettable moments. But now, it was back to reality—our reality, where Zaylen and I were not only husband and wife but also Alpha and Luna, and for the time being, colleagues.I walked into the office, the familiar scent of coffee and paper filling the air. As I made my way to my desk, I couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement mixed with nerves. This was our first day back after the long honeymoon, and though I was eager to dive back into work, I couldn’t ignore the butterflies in my stomach.Zaylen’s office door was slightly ajar, and as I passed by, I saw him sitting behind his desk, engrossed in a document. He looked up, catching my eye, and a slow, mischievous smile spread across his face.“Good morning, my Luna,” he called out, his
LIANAThe following morning, we decided to explore more of the city. After a quick breakfast, we set off to visit the Louvre Museum. As we walked through the grand halls, admiring the masterpieces, Zaylen kept me close, his hand never leaving mine."Look at this one," he said, pointing to a painting. "Doesn't it remind you of one of our dates?"“The one we had just before you proposed to me?” I asked to be sure. As he nodded, I laughed, remembering that endearing evening. "It does. We have come a long way, haven't we?""We have," he agreed, his eyes softening as he looked at me. "And I wouldn't change a thing."We continued our tour, losing ourselves in the beauty of the art and the history that surrounded us. As we exited the museum, we found a street vendor selling crepes. Zaylen insisted on buying one for each of us, and we sat on a nearby bench, enjoying the sweet treat."These are delicious," I said, licking a bit of Nutella from my fingers."Almost as sweet as you," Zaylen tea
LIANAThe Eiffel Tower stood tall and majestic against the twilight sky, its twinkling lights casting a romantic glow over the city of Paris. I marveled at the sight, my heart swelling with awe and excitement. Our long honeymoon had brought us from the tropical paradise of the Maldives to the enchanting streets of Paris, and I couldn't have been happier.Zaylen and I strolled hand in hand along the Seine River, the soft murmur of French conversations and the distant sound of street musicians creating a magical atmosphere. He looked dashing in a tailored suit, and I felt like a princess in my flowing dress."Isn't this beautiful?" I sighed, leaning my head on his shoulder."It is," he agreed, pressing a kiss to my temple. "But not as beautiful as you."I blushed, my heart fluttering at his words. "Always the charmer.""For you, always," he replied with a playful wink.As we walked, we passed a quaint café with outdoor seating. Zaylen tugged me toward it. "How about a little dessert?"
LIANAThe soft rustling of palm trees and the rhythmic lapping of waves greeted me as I stepped onto the sunlit balcony. The warm, salty breeze of the Maldives caressed my face, bringing with it a sense of serene contentment I hadn't felt in years. The crystal-clear waters stretched out endlessly, a shimmering expanse of turquoise that promised days of relaxation and intimate moments with Zaylen.I leaned against the railing, closing my eyes and letting the sounds of paradise envelop me. A gentle smile tugged at my lips as I thought of Zaylen still asleep in our villa, the man who had turned my world upside down in the best way possible."Liana?" Zaylen's voice, husky with sleep, reached me, making my heart flutter.I turned to see him standing in the doorway, his dark hair tousled and his eyes still heavy with sleep. He looked so different from the domineering, fierce leader I had first met. Here, he was just Zaylen, my husband, the man I loved with all my heart."Good morning, sle
LIANAToday was the day—the day Zaylen and I would finally stand before our loved ones, pledging our hearts to each other in marriage. The anticipation and excitement in the air were palpable, mingling with the fragrant scents of blooming flowers and the soft rustle of leaves. Our wedding was set against a backdrop of lush greenery, the venue a picturesque garden that seemed to be alive with joy and celebration.The sun shone brightly, casting a warm, golden glow over everything. The ceremony was to be held in a charming outdoor setting, with a floral arch adorned with cascading white roses and delicate greenery. The aisle, lined with white rose petals, led to a beautifully decorated altar where Zaylen and I would exchange our vows.I took a deep breath, feeling the flutter of nervous excitement in my stomach as I prepared to walk down the aisle. Noelle, radiating beauty even with her eight-month baby bump, adjusted her position next to me. She looked stunning in her deep emerald g
LIANAThe morning sun filtered through the canopy of trees, casting dappled light across the campsite. The soft, golden rays glinted off the sparkling surface of the waterfall, creating a mesmerizing display of light and water. The gentle roar of the falls provided a soothing soundtrack as the water cascaded into a clear, shimmering pool below.The campsite, nestled beside this natural wonder, was waking up with the day. The cool, fresh air carried the crisp scent of pine and morning dew. The grass was still damp from the night, and the tents stood slightly crumpled, evidence of a night spent in cozy slumber.Trevor, ever the early riser and mischief-maker, had a gleam in his eye as he set his plan into motion. He crept quietly towards Zaylen, who was enjoying a leisurely breakfast by the fire, unaware of the prank that was about to unfold. Trevor had filled a bucket with water and carefully rigged it to tip over when Zaylen’s chair was moved.I observed from a distance, sipping my