NeerahHe gives me a quick once over before stopping on my face. I love the way his eyes reveal the depth of his emotion. My heart starts to beat and I look away for a moment, reminding myself that Rayah is his mate. I am just easy to manipulate…“I want to sleep here. Is it alright?” He asks.Dum! My heart screams its reply. Obviously, if his manipulating ways were a little more loving, I wouldn't complain a lot. His withdrawal hurt me more than anything.“It's your room. I can just sleep on the floor” I shrug. You know, casually. No reason to get all excited for nothing. Probably, he would only come in when I am asleep. “You don't Have nightmares these days” he changes the topic, coming to stand in front of me. She turns me around so I am facing the mirror again and then picks up the comb to gently move it through the tresses of my hair. “It's odd,” I admit.“Maybe you are healing” he suggests, running his hands through my hair instead of the comb. I try to stop the way my breath
Alpha CuanMy wound starts to fester which is odd. It hasn't healed properly since the fight with the lycan a few days ago. I know it should have been considered a sign but I did not want to cause any harm until the lab test results came back and I know what I am dealing with.When my father died, everyone thought it was a peaceful death that came from old age. Actually, werewolves live much longer than humans. Or rather, we age more slowly and our lifespan usually hits a hundred on average. Since my father was much much older when he died, It did not raise any alarms. I did not suspect a thing either until my wound refused to heal from a lycan attack. It was really odd. Although we call them lycans, they are just poor imitations born of scientific experiments that has not been proven to work as of yet. A mysterious experiment that keeps claiming lives. It was odd that my wound is festering because usually, lycans are more brawns than brains and they never were able to think far
Chapter 37Alpha Cuan“Why did you bite me?” Her words float into my consciousness and I say simply “I didn't technically bite you though” “shite! You heard me!” She laughs with imminent excitement. She is like a globe of light and her radiance is blinding. Okay, tell me why you needed to sink your teeth into my neck to…to… oh my God! Is that blood?! ‘It's nothing’ I braved.‘You are bleeding’ She starts to panic so much that I had to hold her to stop the scattered spiral of her thoughts. Staring deeply into her eyes, I smile to dispel whatever panic attack she was storing up because damn! I can't let her blow up on me right now. She is not even herself.“It's just a little wound” I lied. “That's not a little blood though” she argues. And then she starts to push her hand towards the buttons on my shirt as if trying to bare the area so she could see.I step far away with a deep frown.“I'll go get it cleaned in the infirmary okay? Stop panicking it's just a little nick. I happen t
NeerahRayah had taken her mom to the hospital. She wasn't even close by. So what I did was return to the blasted room fully intending to force him to let Me help. Or at least, we should go to the hospital.When I returned, he was gone. He left a note for me though. And it merely saysSomething came up. I'll be back soon. Oh, don't cover your neck. It will heal faster that way, okay?That's what he said. I am quite angry at the fact that everything about meeting Cuan, living here and what is happening to me right now is so messed up! I haven't gotten anything right since I got here. I keep telling myself what I should do but it never changes. I thought that what I was doing all these while is surviving a world I didn't even choose to be in.Yet it all comes down to one thing. My feelings are messed up so no matter what may come, I feel messed up. I touched my neck subconsciously and instantly felt a tingling sensation that reminded me of that moment not so long ago.What the hec
NeerahIt's amazing how a little motivation works. Ruby was so helpful that I started to see some things I didn't want to consider before. If Rayah was his mate, was there any good reas9n for a stranger to just help you out of s7ch a situation? Would my proud father have relented?Come to think of it, if we weren't mates, why would he care? Why would your pain matter so much to a stranger? Maybe he loved Rayah before we met. Maybe, she was all he cared about. I can see that he is attracted to me. Yet he was always kind of holding back. Then he thought that Princet9n was interested in me and he used the opportunity yesterday to make sure that everyone unsure about our relationship is so certain now. The way they revere their Alpha, I think it is safe to say that I won't be having any open admirers for a very long time at least.But since the school has other people coming from other packs, who knows? Well, this is just my inner ramblings. The situation now is that none of my prev
Neerah“it felt so real…” I state, repeating my words dully. “It is just a dream” he murmurs. I don't know why, but today, I just feel sleepy. It was warm, secure, and so incredibly peaceful. So I slept.The next morning, I was surprised to open my eyes to the vision of his face right next to mine. His hands still held me protectively but we were both lying down. I smiled to myself because it felt so normal. I had to think about what it would be like to sleep together, wake up in his arms…“I only stayed because I thought you would wake up crying again” he projected his thoughts to me and I smiled with a gasp involuntarily because it felt so special. I am so loving this…‘don't hold your breath. I forgive you” I return.He opens his eyes and stares at me. I stare back, marveling at the rings in his irises. Rings of different shades of silver. Maybe because the room is dark. But I can see the magnetic quality of his eyes bore through me. I am slowly starting to be aware of the weigh
Neerah“Well, I am not” I refuse. I can't go over the same endless hope and then I will still end up as ordinary Neerah again. It will hurt more and I just can't do it.He touched my face and smiled a little “you! Don't worry about it. I will always have your back regardless of whether you shift or not okay?” He assures.“Yeah okay” I return with a small frown because my mood is shifting again and I am starting to feel depressed. Yet I still want to know who hurt him with Wildsilver..“So, who used Wildsilver to hurt you?” I ask curiously.“A Lycan from Alpha Daren's pack” he replies. I am shocked he didn't evade the answering. Feeling empowered, I ask further “a Lycan? Why does he have Lycans? Aren't they a different breed from werewolves?” I ask.“Someone is funding him and he is carrying out gruesome experiments on his pack grounds. But because trespassing is prohibited in our lands, what he does in his own land is his cup of tea. But times are changing. The Lycans would honestly r
CHAPTER ONE: AN OLD TRADITIONNeerahIt's a large grass field that develops into a dense forest from the south-eastern side of it. The wind blows freely, missing the tension in the atmosphere. It felt like the elements were mocking me today. Ughh…It was a bright sunny day, and now that night rolls by, the stars shine just as brightly in the sky. It's a terrible day for me. One that would decide the next phase of my life.Yes. I know. It sucks to be me but can things not look so freaking cheerful!I am turning eighteen today.Maria, my stepmother would always have loaded words to share.“you will either win or