All Chapters of My dreams, his reality (#1): Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

It had been two weeks since that episode in Ethan's apartment where he had asked about my silver bracelet. I have no idea but at that moment I didn't have it in me to lie. Not because I couldn't think of a good lie, but because I didn't want to lie. To him.When I had the realization, I was confused and frustrated. Why was I feeling this way? I had only known Ethan for a month and a half now and yet, he elicited such a response from me.I tapped my foot to the bass of the music pumping in my earphones while I stood in front of the school library, waiting for Ethan to pick me up. Both Adam and Emily couldn't be happier when they came to know that Ethan was good with picking me up, it just meant that they had more time to catch up and not rush from one point of the city to the other.Ethan's car rolled in the distance and I opened the passenger door to get in. He looked as good as he always did and I resisted the urge to eyeball him. He had, very maturely, let go of the subject of my s

It has been two weeks since Ethan found out that I had a mate and that I was staying away from him. That was the last time I have seen or heard from him. He has successfully ignored me all this time, I have no idea how though. We live across the hall and he still manages to evade me. As I thought about it, he had no reason to act the way he did. Was he jealous, that I already had a mate who wasn't him? I mean we were having a moment before but that doesn't make sense. If I have a mate, he had a girlfriend who he has been going strong and steady for months. Lusting after someone and acting on it are two completely different things and after what happened to me, I would never act on my physical attraction towards Ethan as long as he was committed. As much as I had come to Ethan in the months I had been here, I knew that he agreed with me too. So, I had no idea why was being so uptight about this matter. I had to give anything to know what was going on in his mind.I tried talking to hi

~ Harper’s POV ~I was frustrated, actually beyond frustrated. I was tired but I wasn't going to have a pity party for myself. Not this time. The pack deserved more from me and I deserved to give more to them.That didn't mean that I wasn't sad, but ultimately, there was no one else to blame but myself. Like all the other times, I had landed myself in this position.I huffed angrily and punched my fist into the punching bag, which hung to the roof of the pack house's gym.I had just come back from a meeting in my father's office, which was peculiar in itself because today was Saturday and he hated working on the weekends. So, I knew it was something important.My parents and the beta couple were the only ones present in the room, which meant that whatever the reason behind the meeting, it was serious.Traditionally, when the elders of the pack pass down the ranks to their children, they follow the hierarchy order, which means, that the alpha of the pack passes down the alpha position

It felt like being stuck in limbo, not that I knew how it felt. I was just guessing because this was exactly the way a 'limbo' had been described in books and movies. I knew where I was, and what was happening but my brain refused to deign it any importance. My brain had stopped registering what was happening or where I was and I knew that I was in shock. My body was in shock. I knew that Ethan and come and quite literally saved me from a very terrifying turn of events and that I was safe. My body knew it was safe and was, in turn, shutting itself down so as not to come to terms with what had happened just a few hours ago.Because it would explain how I didn't register the fact that Ethan had got me in a cab and taken me back to my sister's apartment, how he had got me to take a bath without me remembering anything about it.What I did remember about the shower was the intense and dying urge to scrub my skin raw, to get rid of the touch of those filthy men who had pretty much assaulte

~ Harper’s POV ~I clenched and unclenched my fist around the small and dainty necklace in my hand. The necklace I had stolen from Zara's room. I had finally resorted to stealing small nick-nacks from her room, just so I and my wolf could feel closer to her. I would have never thought I would do this, but desperation makes you do a lot of things.It was a small heart-shaped pendant, probably gifted by her brother, and I remembered clearly that she wore it on our first date back at the cabin. She was pretty nervous the whole car ride and kept twisting her hand around the string. I had resisted yanking her hand away from the pretty necklace, entwining our hands together and calming her down.Zara never really liked wearing heavy accessories. I fingered the pendant on the chain and wondered why I never got a random present for her. Boyfriends do that kind of stuff, don't they, buying their girlfriends meaningful gifts to remember them by.Well, I had given her a pretty amazing gift, some