All Chapters of Wild Love: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Certain animals, including snakes and spiders, have killed a lot of people throughout human history. Because doing so would provide them a survival advantage, some experts think that men and women may have evolved to carry this urge. According to some research, it's simpler to make people who don't seem to have any animal phobias dread snakes and spiders than it is to make them fear dogs or other "friendly" animals." I say, staring at the crowd of students."Despite the fact that they are not everyone's favorite feelings, fear and anxiety are essential for keeping us secure. If the dog down the street bites you, the terror that follows will help you avoid getting bitten again the next time you see the dog, but what if the reaction is excessive? Instead, if you start to dread all dogs, not just the one who bit you, your behavior could be significantly affected, which would be detrimental rather than helpful." I glance at my wrist watch."Shmuel Lissek, PhD, an associate professor of p

Adaline's Point of View"Daughter!" He yells in glee, and I feel relief, my paranoia fading away."Hi." I smile, relaxing. I've missed him. "How's Mom?""She's here, wants to speak to you." He says, and I wait for her "Adaline, come home." She says, and I freeze."Is something wrong?" I say, but she laughs."No, Adaline, It's our Anniversary next Saturday, and this year, I don't want a delivered gift and video call, I want my daughter, my only child." She says, and I sign."I miss you Mom, but I haven't being home in almost ten years. I left for a reason.""I am not asking you to come back fully, just visit your mother, am I not enough reason?"I roll my eyes "Enough with the guilt trip Mom.""Excellent. I'll see you on Wednesday, bring me a huge cake, and your daddy wants a baseball hat. Love you, bye." She rushes out and cuts the call.I groan in frustration. I don't want to go back, I don't want to go home, but it's been eight years, and it's time to return to New Orleans, just for

Alexandru's Point of ViewI feeling anger radiate all over me. I stare at her, and I see a stranger, I don't know who she is, I don't know who I'm staring at. The Adele I know is no longer here, she's gone, and it breaks my heart but there's nothing I can do."I am not your fucking mate Alexandru!" She yells, and the sting of rejection slams into me.I stare at her, she looks furious. "I am tired and done with this, with you. I'm not your mate. I've never been, you need to get it out of your thick Lycan skull, I am not yours, and you're not mine, you've never been.""Ah." I muse.The party has stopped, everyone is looking at is, paying attention, everyone is looking at her.I stretch my hand, urging her to take it "Let's talk, away from everything, just you and me.""No." She yells, and I grit my teeth. "Don't you understand? Listen to me! There's no you and me. I don't want to speak with you. I don't want to be near you, be with you, I want nothing to do with you. I need to be left a

Aurora Point of View"Perhaps you don't know why you feel like this, or you've always been like this. Chasing the notion of a home, not knowing where it's supposed to be, you think you're supposed to find it in yourself, but you feel a mess. The loneliness is everywhere, even in the midst of people as they blur into one. It's a sadness that always return. A familiar grief that has made a home in your ribcage. You are lonely, torn between who you are, and who you want to be -- you want to be a Wanderer, want to fleet and drift, but you want to be loved, you want to have a home. You don't know how these two can work together."How dare he? Talk to me about loneliness, about emptyness, how dare he?I pull my black hair into a bun, shaking my head, trying to get rid of all the thoughts of Alexandru. I shouldn't have gone back hom -- to New Orleans, it brought nothing, but pent up thought, I still can't believe I exploded at him, but he had it coming. I can't believe I kissed him, but that

Adaline Point of ViewOn the way home, I say to Cyp "Could you just drop me at mine. I am really tired, and need to sleep""Are you sure?" He asks, with his hands on my cheek, they are particularly cold, I try not to flinch, but he notices."Why not take tommorow off of from work. You look really tired, get your beauty sleep." He smiles, as we pull up to my street. He got an apartment in Harlem a week ago, he wanted to be close to me, and he has some business to take care of for some time.I kiss him, getting down from his car, trying not to be distant as my thoughts drift back to that woman, her eyes were oddly familiar, and quite fascinating. I walk into my apartment, shutting he door behind me. The first thing I do is strip, then I get into my bathtub, and I sink under. I had a good day, with a wierd end. After few minutes, I get up from the bathtub, not bothering to dry my feet, I spread bath water all over the tile, to my room. I feel sick, with my stomach churning, something is