All Chapters of My dreams, his reality (#1): Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I gasped and clutched my sweaty throat as I woke up from the scary nightmare. Even while sleeping, I was aware that I was physically thrashing my arms around because the nightmare seemed so real and close to what I had suffered last week.I frantically moved my eyes around, relieved that I was in my room and not back in that scary alley with those scary men. My duvet was a tangled mess around my body and my sheets were sweaty. I was breathing hard, aware of my hair sticking to my face and the back of my neck, which only made me feel hotter.The event in the alley had happened last Saturday and since then, I had worked out with Ethan every day. As it was Sunday today, Ethan had let me have some rest, which proved to be counterproductive because my body had been fully relaxed to conjure up nightmares.I closed my eyes and leaned back against the headboard. I took several deep breaths to get rid of the panic inside my body and to calm myself down. The scenes from my nightmare flashed vi

I groaned internally as I recalled the sensations I had experienced moments ago, the feeling of falling and floating at the same time, not being able to feel anything, and finally the soft texture of the grass underneath my skin.I knew where I was and I knew who I was going to meet but the catch was that I had not wanted to meet this person, if you could even call it that, since the last time I saw her.I had no idea what kick she gets by calling me into her magical land again and again but I wanted these unexplained and frustrating visits to stop once and for all. Was that so hard for her to understand? I thought I made it clear the last time we met. I thought she must have got the memo by now.I laid down on my back and waited for this dream to pass. I closed my eyes and focused on waking up because I didn't want to stay in this fantasy land for another minute."Hello, Zara! Long time no see." A soothing voice reached my ears and I groaned out loud. I wasn't going to hide my annoy

~ Harper’s POV ~ It has been a week since Katelyn was delivered and everyone has settled into a routine after the shock and pleasure subsided.Mom suffered through severe blood loss during the C-section so she hasn't yet been discharged from the hospital. Dad took up the responsibility of taking care of his mate, staying in the hospital, making sure she was taking her meds and not surprising us by coding or something. You could easily see that he wasn't satisfied or relieved even when the doctors told him that she was finally out of the woods three days ago. He has been vigilant in taking care of his mate and I couldn't be prouder and understanding for him. Seeing his mate like that, bleeding profusely, clutching her pregnant belly must have been traumatizing for him. If it had been Zara, I don't know what I would have done, or how lost I would have felt. These days, I feel my thoughts running back to her more and more and they feel like a welcome distraction because, in the absence

~ Harper’s POV ~A sharp pain was slicing my hear and my wolf whimpered as he took in the blood-soaked body of our dad, with an arrow lodged in the junction of his neck and shoulder.I didn't want to imagine the kind of pain my mom must be feeling right now, considering mates could feel each other's pain. I clenched my eyes for a second to dissolve the world around me. I didn't want panic to overwhelm me, I needed to be in my wits because I would rather die than make my mom mate less and leave my newborn sister without a father.Gathering my wits, I quickly shifted back into my human form. I covered the remaining distance between me and my father's wolf and crouched down to take a look at me.My wolf whimpered again as I saw the condition of his wolf and I clenched my fists to stop from having a breakdown. Pack protocol stated that immediately after every attack, the non-wounded men and women would look after the wounded wolves left on the battlefield. So, I knew there would still be

"His name is Harper," I whispered, my eyes glued to the roof of the gym. My clothes were wet from the heavy workout session and were sticking to my skin. It was very uncomfortable and my nerves were somewhat frazzled because of our make-out session a few minutes ago. "What?" Ethan enquired, turning his head to look at me.I felt his eyes boring into the side of my skull but I didn't have the strength to look into Ethan's eyes and tell him something I ought to have told him a long time ago.Silence enveloped us and I fought the tension inside my body. Was it right to talk about Harper? How much should I tell him? Should I tell him that my mate is the white wolf? If I told him everything, would it also change the way he saw me?"Harper is your mate." He confirmed and I nodded, still not turning to look at him."Our relationship has always been rocky from the start. I think it was bound to fail." I sadly chuckled, missing Harper and Sharing the feeling of missing him at the same time."