All Chapters of What it's Like Being Ours : Chapter 11 - Chapter 13

The dream began like any other—hazy, disjointed images swirling in a foggy, surreal landscape. But as I wandered through the mist, everything sharpened into focus. I found myself in an unfamiliar place, a lush, green meadow bathed in the soft light of the setting sun. The golden hues of the sky bled into deep purples and blues, the air warm against my skin. It was a place of peace, yet a sense of anticipation thrummed in my veins, as though something significant was about to happen. I wasn’t alone. I felt them before I saw them—Kaivan and Kaycen. They appeared as if they’d always been there, emerging from the shadows of the trees that lined the meadow’s edge. Their presence was magnetic, pulling me toward them with an intensity that made my breath hitch. Kaivan was the first to step forward, his eyes locking onto mine with an expression that was both tender and possessive. His shirt clung to his muscled torso, his dark hair tousled as if he’d been running his hands through it. The

The night was eerily quiet, the kind of silence that wrapped around you like a heavy blanket, making you acutely aware of every breath, every heartbeat. The moon hung high in the sky, a silver orb casting an ethereal glow over the clearing that surrounded Kaivan’s cabin. The air was thick with a strange energy, a tension that made my skin tingle and my heart race.I stood at the edge of the clearing, feeling the pull of something I couldn’t quite name. It was as if the forest itself was alive, the trees whispering secrets I wasn’t yet privy to, the wind carrying an ancient, otherworldly melody that I couldn’t fully hear but could feel deep in my bones. I wrapped my arms around myself, not because I was cold, but because I needed to hold onto something—anything—real in that moment.Kaivan stood a few feet away, his eyes reflecting the moonlight like liquid silver. There was something in his gaze that unsettled me, a depth that went beyond the man I had known for such a short time yet f