It's been three days now since Logan regained consciousness. He is almost whole again but still weak and his wound a little tender but healing just fine. He is nearly his old self again.
After that crazy night of sex between us, Logan still thinks it was a dream even though I told him it wasn't. Just looking into his green eyes make me realize how truly blessed I am. Everything is just starting to fall perfectly in place.
For the past days now, I feel like I have done nothing but have sex with him and sleep like a log of wood. Something that can be blame largely on the pregnancy. Werewolf pregnancy can leave someone feeling more weak than a normal human.
This pregnancy has made my bond with Logan even stronger than it was before even though he doesn't know the whole truth, he thinks my reaction to him is because of what happened to him. I literally feel depressed and pissed off when he is far from me and can't get enough of him when we are togethe
*I cock a brow at him and he sighed, his expression giving away nothing."Go on and spill it out" I pressured. "I know you want to say something so go ahead and say it already"."Look, I don't mean to eavesdrop on your conversation with him but you have to stop feeling guilty over what happened to Carlos. I don't know the extent of your powers and how much control you have over it but what happened isn't your fault. You gave him a choice but he took the hard way so you can't be blame for saving the people you love and care about""You really think so?"He answered with a nod then continued, "I know I shouldn't be saying this but I grew up with Carlos as my best friend and even though we always hang out in high school just like you remembered, we never agreed on a lot of things and that include him being impulsive and hell bent on having his way and just like he said, he really did regret making me your Sol even though you picked me yourself.
*Different color of freshly picked roses and white lilies trail the hallway and more in the front porch as preparation for my big day draw nearer.My best friend Kara and my parent will be arriving in a day or two and I can't wait to see them again. I haven't seen neither of them in eight freaking months and in those same time frame, a lot has changed. I can totally say am not that girl who left home in pursuit of the truth anymore.A lot has happened that changed how I saw and perceived things and people in general but no matter how much I have grown, I will forever be my parent little girl. I could still remember their reaction over the phone when I told them I was getting married and needed them to come over as soon as possible.*flashback *"What do you mean, you are getting married sweetie" my mom's voice more than screeched at me.She took a deep dramatic pause and then continued, "We haven't seen you in months, only
*"C'mon Ava, you have to get dressed and stop fussing with those damn flowers" Alana scolded me with a frown, standing beside me in a slim fit outfit that matches perfectly with her eyes."Go on girl, you better hurry up now. Logan looks like he is about to pass out, out there. Cooper just texted me" Kara said, coming into the room and beautifully dressed in her maid of honor outfit."I'm glad someone else have noticed" Alana sighed before going to help my mother and Lily take out the cake to the venue.Lily and my mother had just finished adding the final touch on the pink and white cake. It took them three days to get it done and I can't even tell you how proud I really am with those two.I have just twenty minutes left to get dressed,fix my hair and do my make up as well. Thank God for Kara whose expert hands were seriously getting at it already.Fifteen more minutes, I was out of my bathed robe and into my wedding gown and kara had fini
*Logan's POVEvery single breath got knocked out of my lungs the moment my eyes dwell on Avalon and her father walking down the aisle and towards me.I couldn't help it as my eyes scan from the crown of her head and down to the soul of her feet. She looked perfect, breath taking even or I won't be here trying to catch my breath.Though her face was hidden behind the veil, I could still picture her rosy lips in a thin line with her brows kneaded together in a nervous way. I couldn't be wrong, judging from the way her hand grip her bouquet of flowers. I could tell she was just as nervous as I was.I could still remember the first time I lay eyes on her back in that hallway in school. Brown hazel eyes filled with so much curiosity stared into mine as though she could see through my very soul. I felt a shift in my destiny when our body made contact even though it was just for a second.The freckles around her cheeks looked so surreal yet, it wa
Ava's POV*Once in my room. I quickly changed into a short summer dress, the color of baby pink and then free my hair from the pins holding it back in place with a relief sigh."Avalon dear, are you alright?" I heard my mother's voice before she slip into the room and heave a relief sigh when she saw me retouching my make up a bit."I'm fine. Just came to change real quick before meeting everyone again""Congratulations Miwa" She cooed into my ear as she pulled me into her arms. I sigh and held her closer before my eyes flick open again.I pulled away suddenly with a raised brow, "Miwa?""That's what your father used to call you. You were a gift from the moon goddess and he always acknowledged that. I guess he is smiling down at how much you have grown and even more so, a woman""Yeah, I guess so"I pull her into another hug with my eyes closed. "Thank you so much for everything. I won't be here today if not for y
*Six years later **I stood beside the bed in my room facing the open window as I stare into the near distance, as people in the pack went about their daily activities. It's really a beautiful sight seeing how much have changed in just six years. I'm not just talking about the structures here but the people as well. Even the moon goddess seem to be in agreement with more wolves starting to find their mates from night claw pack unlike before.Even Judah and Alana finally admitted that they like each other and it wasn't just the hate and fight. It wasn't exactly surprising given how much time those two spend going at each other throats, it's only fair that they could fail that fiercely in love with each other as well.I inch closer to the window when i saw a newly mated couple emerging from the tree line where they had gone for a run and sighed. I haven't been able to shift and go dashing between the trees myself since I got pregnant again with our third child yet again. The mid day