The Strange Text

***"Keira's POV****

I woke up with a banging head. I winced in pain as I stood up from the bed.

“Ouch!” Why do I feel so sore all over? I opened my eyes gradually, only to find myself in my room and on my bed.

Wait a moment, how on earth did I get to my bed? What could have happened to me last night?

Just then, I recalled what actually happened to me.

I got drunk, but pretended not to be, and then I got myself into the restroom to ease myself and then… I trailed off when I recalled the seductive voice in my head.

Suddenly, I burned underneath. Fuck! What's happening to me? What is this feeling all about?

There's no way such a thing happened last night. I quickly hopped down from my bed and headed to Elena's in a hurry.

“Hey, you're awake!” Elena said, dabbing her hair dry with a towel.

“Uhm, Elena, did I…uhm.”

“You mean, did you get drunk last night?” My heart skipped at Elena's question.

“Did I really get drunk last night?” I asked, just to be sure.

“Girl, if I had known you couldn't hold your alcohol tolerance, I wouldn't have let you drink that much.”

It can't be. I thought it was all a dream.

“Where did you find me?” I asked desperately.

“Guess where?”

“I can't guess.”

“In the passage leading to the restroom. You were messed up and passed out. If I hadn't noticed how differently you walked when you went to the restroom, I'm sure you would have been there for hours.”

My knees suddenly went numb at what Elena had just said. If she truly found me in the restroom, could it be that those people I saw in the restroom were also real?

“One more question, did you see anyone around me when you found me?”

“Nope! It was just you lying on the floor passed out.”

Now I'm confused. Maybe that was my wet dream. It must be.

“What's with all the questions, though?”

“Uhm, nothing. I don't remember anything from when I got to the restroom.”

“Oh I see, you must have been terribly drunk,” Elena stated with a hearty chuckle.

I felt so embarrassed. Good thing I didn't make a mess of myself, and thank goodness I didn't throw up to make a whole mess of myself. But my head ached terribly.

“Come on, have some tea. It's Saturday. Even though things didn't go as planned, I'm sure we would still be able to work something out.”

I walked to the dining table, where Elena served me coffee.

“Thank you, Elena,” I said sincerely.

“For what?” Elena asked with a confused-looking expression.

“For being there for me when I needed you. Thank you for being a good friend to me. I'm truly grateful.”

“You don't have to thank me for that. That's what I should do, girl. I know you would do the same for me if you were to find me in such a state. Remember the day we were able to pull through our first mission?”

I chuckled lightly.

“Of course, how can I forget? That's one of the most memorable days ever since we started working together.

“I know right. Ever since that day you rescued me from getting myself killed when I had a head on with a beta's son, I knew you were no weakling”

That was a long time ago. Though I don't have a wolf, I notice I have this unimaginable strength to fight. Though, I do not go fighting often. I only did it with the man who tried to abuse Elena on our first mission. That was the first time I noticed my strength. Elena thinks my wolf is powerful, but little did she know that I've got no wolf.

I smiled, knowing Elena truly treated me sincerely. Not everyone is lucky at making friends. With Elena, I didn't just find a friend, but a sister who was ready to have my back at any point.

Though I still have a secret which I'm keeping away from her. Not that I can't tell her about it, I just don't know how to explain it, and most of all, I have no idea what her reaction might be if she ever finds that out. What if she despises me because of that?

After having breakfast that morning, I decided to make some little findings on my own that could help me with getting anything I could about Drake. This is because he is my only hope and I had decided to try. I'm not lucky, but I still want to try.

Just then, my thoughts wandered off to the wet dream I had earlier.

Drake was the only one who made me feel that way. I wonder who those guys were that made me lose my cool in my dreams. This was the first time I've had such a dream. Apart from Drake, who was my first crush, I've never seen any guy as appealing as him.

I felt like he was everything I ever wanted from my mate. However, I had to wake up to the harsh reality. And that was the fact that I could never have Drake or see him.

He's way above my league, and I'm also sure he doesn't want someone without a wolf and no good background. This is why I forgot about him for two years now. If not for Elena's suggestion, I wouldn't be doing this.

My reason for not dating anyone has always been how conscious I am of what I was. The fear of being heartbroken because I was seen as someone who wasn't fit to be with anyone. The fear of becoming bad luck to others.

While I was lost in my world, thinking about my ill fate, I suddenly heard my phone buzz and a message popped up on the screen of my phone.

I felt too tired to go through some messages, and so I decided to go to bed for now. But just as I took a quick glance at my phone, my eyes darted to the name written at the beginning of the message.

I quickly clicked on the message, which was sent to me by someone unknown.

“Drake is having a birthday party tomorrow. If you really want to meet him, tomorrow will be your best chance to do so.”

I blinked speechlessly. I still could not believe the information I just got was real.

Firstly, I don't know who the sender was, and I haven't even started with my investigations yet. Who could that be? And why is he telling me about Drake?

I tried contacting the number, but couldn't get through. So, I just wrote a thank-you message to whoever it was. I'm sure they will see the message.

I smiled, knowing that I would be attending Drake's birthday party. Whoever sent me that message must be my saving grace. Though, I don't know how possible it will be for me to get an exclusive interview with him.

I guess I'll have to see how things go tomorrow.