*Ada*
I couldn't wake up, no matter how hard I tried.
It was like my conscience had been pushed to the back of my brain and I was fighting through every bit of muscle and tissue to get back to the front. But I was sure I was asleep. I had begun to recognize the signs of my visions…but that didn't make them any better.
For instance, the panic was still gripping me as I found myself in a sea of fire. Even though I couldn't feel the burning, the pain, and even though I knew better, I couldn't control the fear.
Bryson. Where was Bryson? He would be able to help me. He always made it to help me.
Yet I didn't see him now.
I opened my mouth to scream, but no sound came out. There was nobody to hear me anyway.
Except then there was.
Wolves surrounded me now, and I couldn't control my hands as they struck out at anyone within striking distance. I looked down and saw my hands, wait no, my paws, covered in blood.
As a healer, I was
*Ada*With a huge gasp, I sat bolt upright in bed.There was shouting and chaos all around me and I could hear people scrambling around. My eyes were open, but I wasn't taking any of it in. It was just shapes and voices. But then there was one voice in particular that I focused on."Ada!" Bryson whispered my name, but it felt like a shout.I turned, my eyes finally finding him. The residual fear from the dream was still pounding in my heart, but this time I was able to clearly differentiate between the person in the dream and Bryson.They were not the same person. They could never be the same person.Bryson seemed to notice the fear in my eyes though, he rushed forward."What is it? Are you hurt? What's wrong?" he asked in a worried tone, pushing my hair back from my face and feeling my forehead as if checking for fever.Yep, there was no similarity at all in him and the evil mate in my dream. Bryson cared about me. Even if he
*Ada*Mates? Bryson and I? No, we couldn't be…Could we?I looked at Bryson again, really focusing on him and it felt as if a lightbulb went off, a fire lighting deep inside me.I thought of how I felt so drawn to him. I thought of how my feelings had grown so quickly, and how I hated to be apart from him. Everything I had done seemed destined by the gods, and I realized that it was true.Bryson was my mate.Without my wolf I hadn't realized, but it was clear now. My heart swelled as it continued to pound. There was a faint feeling of deja vu, as if part of me already realized or had discovered that he was my mate.The surprise was still so profound that I couldn't say anything, even as Cole continued to look between the two of us. My gaze went back to Bryson, but he was avoiding me.Had he already realized we were mates as well? If so, why hadn't he told me? His wolf was weaker, but I was sure that he should have figured it ou
*Ada*'Ada-bug,I am so happy to hear that you are almost back up to full strength! It appears that it was a good thing for your father and I to suck up our pride and send you off to Grandmoon Pack.You are sure to recover much quicker there, where they have access to more medical supplies. Though I am happy to report that there still haven't been any more rogue attacks. Woo!The rebuilding is going well, the reason why is not important.I love getting your letters…please keep me posted and I look forward to your next letter.Love, MomP.S. I haven’t heard much about Bryson lately…is everything alright?'The letter hung in my hand, and I sighed in disappointment. Once again, my mother hadn't answered any of the questions I had asked, while simultaneously asking ones that I didn't want to answer either.In the first letter from my mom, she had told me that her and dad were working hard and had almost completely rebuilt th
*Cole*The beautiful girl in front of me swung toward me at the sound of my voice. She seemed to move too quickly though, and her body kept moving to the side without her feet.I reached forward and gripped her arm surely as she fell to the side, righting her and pulling her back upright and closer to me.She let out a gasp and her eyes were squeezed tightly shut, making her nose crinkle in the cutest way."Easy there," I said with a little laugh. "Usually, it takes a little longer for me to knock a girl off her feet.""C-C-Cole," she stuttered out, opening her eyes and pressing her hand to her chest as I was sure her heart was beating fast.It takes her humorously long to look at me, register my hand on her arm, and have the blush creep up her face.Has she always been that cute? Maybe it was just being up so close to her now, or maybe it was with the color in her cheeks, but she was even better looking than I remembered."Tha
*Ada*I stood there awkwardly as he shut the door behind us. My body was hyper-aware of his hand resting along my lower back.It seemed to be shaking."Bryson?" I whispered his name, not sure what to say. "Uh, what can I do for you?"He didn't answer at first, he just stepped closer to me, taking a deep breath in, as if savoring my smell. I suddenly felt lightheaded and felt myself stumble slightly."Did you have to drink so much?" Bryson said with an annoyed sigh, but I heard the amusement in his voice too."I didn't drink that much," I retorted. "It's not the alcohol that is affecting me now…it's you."Oh my goddess, did I really say that?? Maybe Cole was rubbing off on me because that was so cheesy…and so vulnerable…and it was a lie.Because the alcohol was obviously affecting me…it was making me more vocal and open.At my words, Bryson had sucked in a breath and tensed in front of me. "Talk to me, tell me what you're
*Bryson*I lay in Ada's bed, unable to control the smile that spread across my face as I pulled her into my arms and curled her against me.For the first time in my life that I could remember I was blissfully happy. There was nothing else at that moment. Just me and Ada.Ada panted, as I held her tight, but I could feel the smile that was on her lips as well. Now that I marked her, our connection was even closer, and I was getting the humm of her emotions through the bond so much stronger than before. I should have done this ages ago."I told you," my wolf said from inside my mind, but his tone was teasing. He was in just as good of a mood as I was.Yet the longer we lay there, the more that reality set in. While I didn't regret what had just happened in any way, I started to worry about the repercussions.Ada seemed to be doing the same."So, what now?" Ada asked nervously, intertwining our hands as mine curled tighter around her.
*Bryson*"Hey, Bryson!" A voice called from the end of the hall.I didn't have to turn around to know who it was, but I did anyway, knowing that it would be extremely rude to simply ignore her."Hello, Victoria," I said, as I watched her quickly jog up to me.I looked around and was thankful to see that there wasn't anyone else around for once. Victoria was standing before me, calm and collected, and I had to remind myself that it wasn't her that I was mad at, but my father."Please, call me Vicki," she said with a wide smile."How are you today?" I asked, trying to be pleasant as well."I would be better if you could explain to me why you don't want me as your mate."Well, there went that."I- uh- well--" I hadn't expected her to be so blunt and I wasn't prepared for it."I mean, I did win first place in training and I have the strongest team of warriors," she continued, unaffected. "I think it is obvious that you, or any male for that matter, would be blessed to have me as
*Vicki*I stomped away from the disgustingly happy couple, jealousy and anger rising within me, burning a hole in my chest.Because it was obvious to me, as I was sure that it was obvious to everyone else, that they were interested in each other. I had higher hopes when I had heard of Bryson, but it appeared he was just as weak as every other man."What a joke," I whispered to myself as I continued to walk away.Yet I couldn't help but make sure that my butt was swaying just perfect with every step I took. My beauty was another weapon of mine, and I was just as skilled at using it as I was hand-to-hand combat.I had no other choice growing up with my father.Since the day I was born, or at least as far as I could remember, I had been disciplined by my father. He was very strict with me, and had taught me from a young age that everything I did should be for the sake of our pack. I had no choices of my own.A good Luna was selfless.And that's really what it came down to. My fath