Kaya’s POV
"All of them are weird," I replied turning away, "Eyes,” I huffed repeating her subject topic “My eyes are brown. If you ask me she should focus on Azians. Changing color and whatnot, and the other guy is just plain mysterious and creepy if you ask me, let's not exclude her-" I rambled
"Wait what did you say?" Ally me off.
"Exclude her?" I repeated, glancing up at her.
"Before that," she countered.
"The other guy, I always forget his name,” I mumbled prodding my mind, “do I even know it?”
"No before that!" Ally exclaimed with a look of curiosity, "the eye thing!" She added.
I froze at this realizing I had let that part slip out. She probably thinks I’m crazy. Then I’d blame this town for turning me into a crazy old hoot, "Azians changing eyes?" I whispered eyes darting to and fro, in no place particularly, "It’s nothing. Must have just rambled. I have a large imagination, my mom says so all the
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Kaya’s POV My breath seemed to hitch as I stared into his ocean eyes. Those eyes were so deep I could drown in them, those lips were irresistible as they hovered only a few inches away from mine. He looked at me with intensity as if I was a puzzle he was trying to solve before giving up the mystery and pressing his lips against mine. I was complete at that moment. "Kaya" he gasped, kissing me again, "Kaya." "KAYA!" I opened my eyes, staring back into plain brown eyes, contrary to my dream. My eyebrows drew together at the sight of them staring back at me wide-eyed. Then something sent my left chick swinging the other way, a stinging sensation dancing on the surface. "Ow!!" I screeched rubbing my aching cheek, as I glared at Ally who was looming over me with a smirk, “For Pete’s sake what is wrong with you?!” "That’s for trying to kiss me,” she grinned, “Let me make that clear for you right now,
Kaya’s POV I pulled up my long straight blown hair into a high bun, checking my reflection out in the mirror. I was dressed in my sports attire and I was feeling very down about it. Firstly because frankly I just didn’t do well in sports. I just couldn’t get the gist of it, whether it was football, volley ball or just plain basketball. I didn’t like the running thing, the jumping about and most importantly the sweating. This could be the reason why I was the only girl left in the girl’s locker room, still putting up the courage I needed to get to gym. I had to leave though, I had already stalled ten minutes. Plus, I told Ally I would join her soon too, so there’s that. Sighing I moved toward the door freezing when I saw it. Khloe and Azian …. Kissing. His arms were wrapped around her protectively, her small petite frame seemed to fit in perfectly with his that was for sure, her soft giggles filling up the em
Kaya’s POV Azian and Khloe were still talking to our Gym teacher, immersed in a conversation I couldn’t quite hear. My eyes trailed away from them finding its way back to the gym floors, my mind replaying what I had seen earlier between the two of them. It was basically official now that they were dating because unlike me, he had actually stayed with her. Plus, he hadn't even looked my away, or stolen a glance. The thought stung a little. No, it stung a lot. I was trying hard to not let it get to me, but I couldn’t help but feel used in a way, and kind of embarrassed. Maybe I had just imagined it all, Him kissing me that day? Maybe it was me that kissed him. My eyes widened at the thought, turning back to glance at him, still immersed in deep conversation. I decided not to dwell on that thought, I really believe that I would go crazy if I thought about it too much. "Hey," Ally coaxed. "Mm?" I hummed, l
Azians POVMy eyes were stuck on my gorgeous little mate, her long blond hair trailed her back as she put it in a ponytail, before turning around throwing that smile that shifted feelings inside me. I couldn’t take my eyes off her, she was something of a blessing to me. I watched her approach us, climbing onto the bed before straddling me. My hands traveled up her thighs, her body shivering with the slight heat I was producing on my fingertips, “you’re staying with me tonight right?” I asked, my tone needy. I wanted her beside me. I knew that sleeping beside my mate would make me feel better.I was looking forward to having her in my arms tonight. I wanted to have a good night's sleep for the first in forever and I knew from whomever deep within me my mate would provide the exact comfort I needed. These past few days ever since I found my mate my nightmares had become a lot worse, and I had a feeling it was because my dragon wan
Kaya’s POV "Oh, no, no, no, please no!" Aunt Lily suddenly groaned from the direction of the kitchen. I looked up from my book, the one called Beasts of the other Realm. A book I found at the school library actually for some reason. I was yet to find the other. Ara, the school librarian suggested I try the library in town, recommending that it had a rich supply of supernaturalized books or something along the line so of that. Long story short, Ara loved her myths that were for sure. I would probably have to go down there this afternoon and check it out. I had no homework or assignments this week so this was definitely the best weekend to get everything done. Besides reading had managed to get my mind off a lot of things that had happened during this week. Plus I would be better off out of the house com noon. Apparently, it’s my Aunt's turn to host her ‘famous’ book club. “No, No, No!” I heard her call out again and I sighed. My
Azians POV. Smart mobile phones were one of humanity’s most prized inventions but one I despised to the core. I found no use in it but appreciated the fact you could stay in touch with those you needed to. I had always kept my phone strictly for calls, I didn’t care about social media and I didn’t care about the text. Neither Alpha nor Omega had a need for such a tool. It was simple, make and receive a call… full stop. At least that was what it used to be used for until of course, our dear little mate introduced us to texts. An idea she sold to us based slowly on the fact that she would keep us updated on every little thing. And for that, we looked forward to each text we received from her, but the replying was torturous I had to admit. None of us knew how to handle this device when it came to ‘texting’ and the bizarre languages of yellow faces humans called emojis. The only one I knew who knew as much as Khloe about texting was Alessia, but
Azian’s POV. I parked the car in front of the mini-mart five blocks away from our house, staring aimlessly through the windshield, my mind trying to figure out what had just happened, prodding onto any feel of Alpha, but it seemed he didn’t want to be bothered, even less explain his despicable behavior around our mate. I glanced at my shades debating if I should put them on. Taking a quick look at the deserted parking lot, I figured there would only be one or two humans around. So I left them behind locking the door to the car before proceeding into the minimart. All I had to do was pick up a few things for Abigail’s and the other witches human book club they had joined and had been attending for two years since we arrived in Torent, but walking into the minimart I wished I had given in to Edwin who had begged to come along. Edwin had offered to go or at least escort me seeing as he is my guardian, but I saw no point in it. I k
Kaya’s POV There as a lot of things going through my mind at the moment, of all that happened at the mini-mart on Eighth Street. I finally had the chance to talk to the jerk, well I’d like to think we had a conversation, even though half the time I as shaking half my wits, nevertheless, I was proud of me for getting a few sentences out of me this time. My mind flashed back to the look of those pretty tired eyes, I couldn’t understand how he could look so drained yet so magnificent all at once. One thing was for sure, Azian was hiding something behind that pretty face. It could be the fact that he had insomnia or some kind of other sickness. As they say, no one’s perfect, even though that statement is extremely hard to believe when you’re staring into the eyes of that Greek god. Sighing, I slipped a hand into my sleeve jacket reaching for my backpack. I skipped down the flight of stairs with one arm of my bag slung around my left should