LOGINAmara's povI had a dream.A dream that blossomed the day I met Orian and it grew with every moment spent with him, falling for him and knowing he was my alma gemela.I had this dream all the time, a dream of unity with the werewolves and other creatures finally coming together to live as one and putting aside our differences.It was a dream that wouldn't have some creatures being restricted to the underworld and living in fear while plotting to bring us down. It was a dream that had no decades of misunderstandings that would lead to war.It was a dream that had us all living together in harmony with no adversities.And I would say that I was living the dream as I watched Orian come down from his horse and walk over to where the barrier that shielded his world was from hours was.Nexus followed suit while Rose and I stayed on our horses just like the rest of the werewolves that were mounted on their horses behind us all waiting for the barrier to be destroyed so we could enter and be
Orian's povI liked being sick. I liked being sick a lot because I got to see a side of Amara that I had never seen.The one that barked at doctors to handle me with care, the one that dotted on me, cleaned me, trimmed my nails, and made sure that I was undisturbed. The one that pampered me with both words and actions more than she has ever done.The one that threatened to kill Nexus when he threatened to kill me when I got better because he claimed that I delayed him from meeting his mate by not sending Amara back home sooner.I like the version of Amara that spoon-fed me with food well cooked by her hands, she didn't lie when she said she had gotten better. The version that made my belly flutter with butterflies when she glared at her dad for glaring at me. I liked how she tucked me in bed, wiped me with a damp cloth to ensure I was clean and gave me foot massages while she read me bedtime stories.I loved being moved to her bedroom and having to spend my entire moments with her.
Orian's pov"Can you hear that?"I stood still, hands limp by my side with my gaze traveling across the expanse of the blue sea before me. I could feel the sea breeze against my skin, the way it caressed its way through my clothes of pure white fabric as white as the seagulls that flew above with their plaintive squawks making a simple cacophony with the sounds of the waves crashing.A huge wave rose, falling and sweeping across the banks covering my bare feet and I smiled at the feel of the cool water untainted by the sun rays that shone brightly yet calmly."Can you hear that?"I asked myself again with a smile on my face this time, and the wind blew yet again playing with the strands of my hair blowing some over my face and rustling the fabric of my clothes."It sounds like the first blooming of flowers in spring scattered across the mountains and it feels like the first warm rays of the morning sun kissing your skin in the most delightful of ways."It felt like peace, this is p
Amara's pov I heaved a sigh, stroking my fingers across my free hand as I watched puppy Orian emerge from the bushes with a stick in her mouth and her tail wagging uncontrollably as she ran towards me with excited little barks."Good girl." I cooed when she dropped the stick before me and she sat on her tail, head raised with the tongue out panting at my praises, "That's my girl." I smiled at her, stroking my fingers across her fur as she eased into my touch enjoying the feel of it.I rubbed her some more before dropping my hand to pick up the stick, "Go!" I half yelled as I launched it in the air, she barked with a jump hopping right after and racing towards the direction of my throw to find the stick.As she was gone again, I had time to ponder on my situation. I slowly drew my hand towards my stomach, the fingers stretched over the now prominent bump as I skimmed them over touching the bump with a soothing rub, "Hey my girls." I greeted pating at the bump g
Amara's povI rode through war, my fingers tightened around the reins as I pressured the horse to improve its gait with my gaze wandering across the battle field as my eyes widened taking in the scenery.The eerie feeling of death settling in my senses was overshadowed by the howls and growls of victory. I rode past, taking notes of how the enemies, our enemies, Hector's faction were slain.I could see the victory on their faces, our warriors.The smiles with their blood coated bodies make me grin with glee as their joy was evident but I felt empty and anxious as only one person's face was who I seeked to see at the moment."Orian!" I yelled through the crowd of soldiers, trying to pick up his scent so as to trace him, "Where are you?!"Ride farther towards the cliffs, Cora hurried me trying to keep her voice calm, he must be there with mom and dad.I rode further into the land, past the castle and into town jumping over bodies and ruins and just in that moment a terrible pain struck
Orian's pov Hector writhed on the ground, rubbing against the snow, he groaned loud in pain from being hit against the rocks with his palms rubbing across the affected areas of his body as he struggled to get to his feet.I crossed my arm around me, pulling out the knives carefully, wincing as the blade sliced against my flesh as I pulled them out.And by the time I was done, Hector was already advancing towards me and I got to my feet ready to attack.I looked around for any possible thing that could assist me as I had lost my sword and I saw that it had been dropped next to me earlier on and I picked it up.It was useless trying to stall in fighting and not going in to kill him immediately.He had made me realize that my whole life was a lie and he confessed his atrocities which only fueled my anger and what I wanted desperately was to see his head rolling beneath my feet."Give up, you can't fight in this bloodied state!" Hector yelled at me as I weilded my swor







