All Chapters of He’s Mine!: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“After so many trials, I have finally found someone that can stand his ground against me. Mark, can you believe it?” I was elated from the happening outside that I could not help but mention it to Mark once I step into the room assigned to me. I probably was not aware that I have already dropped the jacket to the floor.    As I was drowning in my happiness despite how drenched I am, I put my hand to my hair, aiming for the band I used in holding my hair together. And as I loosen it, I realize I have not heard anything yet from Mark which prompts me to turn around with my hand still trying to get rid of the band.    “Why are you not saying anything?” I have to ask him. And at long last, my hair was free. With a little flip, I get it to the right coordinate.    “Haven’t fo

This is crazy, I tell myself. What am I even trying to do? Okay, I know I said I will try to get the guy out of my mind so I could focus on other things but it seems I’m already failing before even starting. And the crazy part now is that I’m on the way to look for him. I struggled to sleep throughout the night because all I had were the thoughts of him. It was starting to get out of my control because I tried as much as possible to not think about him. Maybe, just maybe I had not had the chance to get into a spar with him then I probably would have not had him in my mind in any way. Now that I was seeking him out at this time when everywhere was still dark was crazy. Literally, I have no idea where he would be, talk more of knowing if he would even be on duty, but I was trying to use the pull to get me to him. Should I be reliant on it? Who knows? The number of guards I have evaded since the minute I walked

“It’s crazy, I know,” “What’s crazy?” “Everything,” I say as I unconsciously tap my cheek with the ball pen I am holding. I could feel a kind of chill come with it but it seems I might have forgotten that I just took the pen out of my mouth before tapping my cheek. “Do you even know what you are talking about, Soma?” A slight yell and I am stunned to the core. My mind had completely blanked out before the sudden force of the yell that got me this way. I shake my head before twitching my face into a frown while staring at the person that chose to almost give me a heart attack across the desk in my office. “What did you do that for?” visibly annoyed, I ask the person who was none other than my sister, Cassie. Enough reason to keep on glaring because there was nothing else I could do to her. “What did I do

SOMA: Should I be worried about the fact that he just said he has no spirit wolf? Or is he trying to pull my legs here? Definitely not the latter because we haven’t known each other enough to warrant him trying to play games with me in such an important circumstance like this. Nothing about his expression says he was even attempting to joke around. He looked dead serious as I have always known him to be, although today, he has shown me more than one emotion to know he could also react to things like every other people. I wasn’t going to allow the curiosity of wanting to know what he meant by that statement to eat me up so I ask, “What do you mean you don’t have a spirit wolf? Aren’t you a little older than eighteen?” “I am..” he says instantly. “How old are you then?” “Twenty-four. Will be in s

SOMA: Quick. Direct. Precise. That was how Mark’s response came to be. He didn’t beat about the bush. Didn’t even give me enough time to say any other thing before his quick response. I can’t be with Luis? Why would he say that in the first place? The awkwardness that fills the air has me sitting back down. I sit in a way that would make me look directly at him because there is going to be a lot to talk about. “And why can’t I be with him?” was the first question I throw at him to begin a mini-interview about the exclusive statement he made. “He doesn’t deserve you, Soma. That’s just what I know,” Is Mark already prepared for this or what? Just like his statement that brought about the present moment, his present response was also quick. “But you don’t even know him,” I claim.