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My dreams, his reality (#1) 3. Twenty- two
I woke up gasping from my dream. I couldn't believe what had just happened. Never before had the goddess given such a direct answer to any of my questions. She liked to talk in euphemisms and riddles which has always annoyed me. But something had changed last night. I had asked her a question and she had gone out of her way to give me the answer I required. With proof.Bringing Harper into the spirit world had been the last thing I had expected her to do. I couldn't have even considered it a possibility but now that I had seen Harper go crazy as soon as he set his eyes on the moon goddess, I knew that she was right. Bringing werewolves in the spirit world was a risky move that no one could afford. The wolves would go crazy, eager to shirk all of their earthly attachments and responsibilities and offer themselves to serve the goddess. Last night, I had to watch Harper as he descended into madness to serve the goddess. He forgot everyone he loved to stay in the spirit world and serve
Last Updated : 2025-01-24My dreams, his reality (#1) 3. Twenty- three
Hugging Harper felt so good. It felt right and felt like home. I could fool myself all I wanted, but the truth was that I loved him. I loved him so much that it scared me senseless. Living someone somehow gave them the power to hurt you and with everything going on, I just didn't know what to do. I just knew that it was high time I sort out my mind and decide what I wanted to do. Harper had gone through enough and he didn't deserve me stringing him along and he didn't deserve to see me parade another man in front of him. Which meant that I had to clear things up with both Ethan and Harper. I missed the feel of Harper's body against mine, there was no doubt about it. His high werewolf metabolism made his body so warm; it always made me want to snuggle up to him and stay in the crook of his body forever. Harper leaned back and regarded me with a soft smile. He tucked a strand of my hair, which had fallen from my messy bun, delicately behind my ear. His sweet action made my body tingl
Last Updated : 2025-01-24My dreams, his reality (#1) 3. Twenty- four
My eyes subconsciously kept drifting to my right side to look at Ethan as he drove his car. I was sitting in the passenger seat, it was 5 p.m. and we were driving to the pack house so that we could attend our training session. I, for one, couldn't stop fidgeting in my seat because I was so excited about training with the whole pack. It would be the first time that everyone would see that I wasn't just a helpless human. I could look after myself in case a full-grown werewolf attacked me. I would be bragging but I knew that I had got pretty good at hand-to-hand combat and all the other skills Ethan had taught me. He even said so himself. My stamina had increased and so did my strength. I was practically bouncing in my seat because I wanted the pack to respect me and this was as good a chance I was going to get. There was also another reason for my being so restless that I couldn't sit still in my seat. Somehow, in the short time that I had come back, I had gained a new clarity about
Last Updated : 2025-01-24My dreams, his reality (#1) 3. Twenty- five
It all happened so fast, that I barely had any time to blink. I stood stunned in the backyard, while everyone started getting up from their bowed positions. Murmurs and whispers started in the crowd and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. I tried to make my way through the throngs of werewolves to reach Ethan but when I reached the place where I had last seen him bowing down to Harper, I saw no one. Great, it looked like he had taken off too!I could feel everyone's blatant stares at the back of my neck, their fingers pointing at me, and I could already imagine that by now everyone in the pack must have known what happened between me and Ethan. I sighed and slightly conscious of everyone's eyes on me, walked into the pack house and out towards Ethan's car. I had picked up Ethan's car keys on my way out of the pack house and I knew it would kill him to know that I had driven his car. I couldn't care less about that right now. I got in the car and sat in the car for a while.How had ev
Last Updated : 2025-01-24My dreams, his reality (#1) 3. Twenty- six
I closed the door behind me and turned around to face Ethan. He made my room look small, his overbearing and muscular physique looked out of place in my room. "I know what you're going to say, Zara." He said and sat down on my bed. "You do?" I asked and whirled my chair to sit in front of him. He looked calm and totally in control of his thoughts. I didn't know what he was feeling. I didn't know what he was thinking. I wanted to know about both. Desperately. "I do. I'm just waiting for you to say something." He pointedly said and waited for me to say something. I opened my mouth to tell him what I had decided but no words came out. He rolled his eyes and bent to unlace his boots. He was getting comfortable, great.I clenched my eyes shut and disposed of every contradictory argument. "It's about, Harper." I sighed, hoping he would magically catch on to what I was trying to say. He sighed and laughed at me. "Okay, let me make this easy for you. You don't want to hurt my feelings and
Last Updated : 2025-01-24My dreams, his reality (#1) 3. Twenty- seven
My brain wasn't working fast enough to understand what had happened here. My eyes grew wide and kept flitting from one point to another. Honestly, with all the mess around me, it was hard to focus on one point. I took a few steps inside the room and stretched my hand to turn on the light switch of the room. The room lit up in a bright white light and it became clear that the damage was much serious.Someone had come into this room and upturned everything here. Probably they were searching for something, some important document that the alpha of the pack would have maybe.I closed the door behind me and looked at the time it would take to get everything back in order. I sighed and waded my way through the mess towards the bathroom to see if it was as messy as the bedroom. The shower curtain was on the floor and so were Harper's toiletries. I was glad that I wasn't going to be the one to clean up all this. Before I could turn around, a hand grabbed my mid-section from behind. I opene
Last Updated : 2025-01-24My dreams, his reality (#1) 3. Twenty- eight
~ Harper’s POV ~ I knew that I was the one who told Zara that I was going to wait for her. I remembered how close I was to kissing her when I had said that she could take some time away from me, even be with that rogue Ethan if that's what she wanted. If that's what she needed. I wanted to show her that I was in the long haul and that I would do anything for her.But that doesn't mean that it didn't hurt every time I saw them together. It's like a piercing kind of pain that starts in my chest and then travels down my torso until it becomes a pool of heat in my stomach. And if I'm not capitalizing enough, it hurts like hell. I hadn't planned to introduce my son to Harper in the way I had. It was a spur-of-the-moment decision. I had been told that Zara was in the hospital, sitting with Samantha in Aiden's room and I couldn't help but walk in that direction, I just couldn't wait to see her. I hadn't expected that Zara would be in the same room as Natalie but again she surprised me with
Last Updated : 2025-01-24My dreams, his reality (#1) 3. Twenty- nine
~ Harper’s POV ~Call it a gut feeling but I knew the exact moment Zara reached the pack house. The awareness began as a slow tingling sensation that spread slowly to my fingertips, which itched to touch her. I was sitting in my office when I sensed her in front of the pack house, which could only mean one thing, the mate bond was getting stronger. I could feel it getting stronger, maybe the silver Zara was wearing wasn't as effective anymore. Before I knew what I was doing, I was bounding down the steps as fast as I could to see her. It didn't matter that I had only seen and talked to her a couple of hours ago, I just wanted to be where she was. I stopped in my tracks when I reached the landing of the pack house and stared at the car Zara was sitting in. With that rogue Ethan. I could see they were looking at each other and it made me uncomfortable, like I was intruding on a private moment and my wolf hated the feeling. They were staring intently into each other's eyes, not talki
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I think what the moon goddess said somehow helped me get over Ethan's death. I was still wrung and grieving about him for weeks, don't get me wrong but thinking about how must be at peace somehow made it easy to bear his loss. If I were to believe the goddess' words, Ethan wasn't happy in his life and was lost because he had no apparent purpose. I like to think that he got the release he so desperately wanted and needed. Even after knowing all this, I still couldn't cope with the fact that I won't be seeing him every day. He had been my source of comfort and strength for so long, he was someone I could lean on. He had begun to understand me in ways I'd never thought possible. And his absence felt left like a big void and I wasn't sure I could fill it. I didn't know if it was possible to fill it. When Harper told me that Ethan wouldn't be getting a funeral like the pack members because he was a rogue, I had been so infuriated. I knew that what Harper was saying was a part of who he w
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When I came to my senses, I immediately knew that Harper wasn't in the bed with me. I had lost consciousness when I was engulfed in his body heat, with his arms wrapped around me. The loss of his presence was so pronounced that I didn't want to open my eyes. It felt like he was the only reason I wasn't emotionally breaking down right now. A very big part of me wanted to be near him right now and the fact that he wasn't here with me disappointed me a lot. Even in my dreams, I had expected him to be here with me, helping me get over my loss. I wanted to never open my eyes and I was glad the room was shrouded in darkness. My neck prickled in awareness and I became aware of someone sitting in the room and even though, the threat of the rogues was over, I suddenly felt unsafe. "I know you are awake, Zara." I recognized that voice and the fear immediately abated. I opened my eyes and got up in a seating position. I leaned against the headboard and regarded the figure of the soft figure of
