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My dreams, his reality (#1) 2. Twenty- one
I nervously clutched my binder and laptop to my chest as I eyed the closed door in front of me. Anyone passing by me could sense that I was nervous and honestly, I think I had a right to be.I had always been friends with the same people all my life so I didn't know how the beginning stages of friendship worked. I didn't know what was too early or too clingy and I was suffering because of it. If I had known how this kind of stuff worked, I wouldn't have been standing in the hallway, looking like an idiot, wondering if I should knock on the door or not.I mean as I thought about it, it had been two weeks since Ethan picked me up from the library for the first time, and in the two weeks, he has picked me up another nine times. There was a steady flow of conversation between us, so that meant we were friends, right? I shook my head at my thoughts. I was overthinking too much and what was the worst thing he could do if I asked him, to deny me? Laugh at me? Okay, so that would be pretty
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It had been two weeks since that episode in Ethan's apartment where he had asked about my silver bracelet. I have no idea but at that moment I didn't have it in me to lie. Not because I couldn't think of a good lie, but because I didn't want to lie. To him.When I had the realization, I was confused and frustrated. Why was I feeling this way? I had only known Ethan for a month and a half now and yet, he elicited such a response from me.I tapped my foot to the bass of the music pumping in my earphones while I stood in front of the school library, waiting for Ethan to pick me up. Both Adam and Emily couldn't be happier when they came to know that Ethan was good with picking me up, it just meant that they had more time to catch up and not rush from one point of the city to the other.Ethan's car rolled in the distance and I opened the passenger door to get in. He looked as good as he always did and I resisted the urge to eyeball him. He had, very maturely, let go of the subject of my s
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~ Harper’s POV ~It's been two weeks since I had been attacked, two weeks since I had my embarrassing breakdown. Two very long weeks. As soon as I was able to get back to my normal healthy state, I was informed of the circumstances of my attack. I was attacked by the same group of rogues who had murdered and mutilated Elijah. They arrived at this conclusion because the arrow that had pierced my shoulder had carried the same message that we had found earlier on Elijah's body.We hadn't told the pack members of this fact yet. We had no idea who was behind these attacks and announcing this to the pack will only cause unnecessary distress and panic.Moreover, the arrow that I was attacked with was laced with a heavy dose of wolfsbane. If anything affected us and had the potential to kill us, with a huge amount of terrifying pain, it was wolfsbane. The dose I had been shot with was enough to kill two fully grown adult wolves. They had factored in the possibility of my healing because of m
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It has been two weeks since Ethan found out that I had a mate and that I was staying away from him. That was the last time I have seen or heard from him. He has successfully ignored me all this time, I have no idea how though. We live across the hall and he still manages to evade me. As I thought about it, he had no reason to act the way he did. Was he jealous, that I already had a mate who wasn't him? I mean we were having a moment before but that doesn't make sense. If I have a mate, he had a girlfriend who he has been going strong and steady for months. Lusting after someone and acting on it are two completely different things and after what happened to me, I would never act on my physical attraction towards Ethan as long as he was committed. As much as I had come to Ethan in the months I had been here, I knew that he agreed with me too. So, I had no idea why was being so uptight about this matter. I had to give anything to know what was going on in his mind.I tried talking to hi
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If I had assumed that slowly talking to Ethan would ease him back into our friendship, then I was wrong. We hadn't gone back to being friends and honestly, I just think that he was being a drama queen.He had no reason to ignore me and treat me like he was treating me like I didn't exist. So, I had planned to confront him.I knew through Emily that Ethan had broken up with Cecelia. She wanted things to become serious between her and Ethan, after seven months of dating, which seemed pretty normal to me. He wasn't ready though, which caused a rift between them and the situation became completely awkward. To get back at him, or I don't know, to get his attention, Cecelia slept with someone else. I was not a relationship expert and hated judging people, but even I had to agree, it was a pretty bitch move. Word got round to Ethan and he dropped her like a hot potato, not that I blame him.I eyed my dark red, deep-neck top, a figure-hugging black skirt, paired with my black ankle boots, and
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~ Harper’s POV ~I was frustrated, actually beyond frustrated. I was tired but I wasn't going to have a pity party for myself. Not this time. The pack deserved more from me and I deserved to give more to them.That didn't mean that I wasn't sad, but ultimately, there was no one else to blame but myself. Like all the other times, I had landed myself in this position.I huffed angrily and punched my fist into the punching bag, which hung to the roof of the pack house's gym.I had just come back from a meeting in my father's office, which was peculiar in itself because today was Saturday and he hated working on the weekends. So, I knew it was something important.My parents and the beta couple were the only ones present in the room, which meant that whatever the reason behind the meeting, it was serious.Traditionally, when the elders of the pack pass down the ranks to their children, they follow the hierarchy order, which means, that the alpha of the pack passes down the alpha position
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A big, warm hand enveloped my elbow and I turned around to face who it was."What's a pretty thing like you doing out here in the back?" I cringed as the stench of alcohol and cigarettes washed over me. The man who stood in front of me wasn't dressed like a homeless person, far from it. The dim lighting in the alley prevented me from registering his features but I could see that he was flanked by his two friends which I had earlier seen smoking and laughing at the other end of the alley.Alarm bells rang in my head as I took the three very drunk men in front of me. All I wanted to do right now was to get back inside the club, amongst people, and away from these men.I jerked my hand with force to free it from his grip, which only led him to tighten it, to the point of bruising my arm. I flinched but didn't release a sound from my mouth, I had no plans to give him the satisfaction.I knew that animals could sense fear of their prey and I wondered if these men could smell mine. The man
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It felt like being stuck in limbo, not that I knew how it felt. I was just guessing because this was exactly the way a 'limbo' had been described in books and movies. I knew where I was, and what was happening but my brain refused to deign it any importance. My brain had stopped registering what was happening or where I was and I knew that I was in shock. My body was in shock. I knew that Ethan and come and quite literally saved me from a very terrifying turn of events and that I was safe. My body knew it was safe and was, in turn, shutting itself down so as not to come to terms with what had happened just a few hours ago.Because it would explain how I didn't register the fact that Ethan had got me in a cab and taken me back to my sister's apartment, how he had got me to take a bath without me remembering anything about it.What I did remember about the shower was the intense and dying urge to scrub my skin raw, to get rid of the touch of those filthy men who had pretty much assaulte
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