MasukANISA.
I wasn't in my best mood today. Not that I've always been since finding myself in this…strange land. Today, however, was different.It was worse. Depressive thoughts. The guilt of enjoying little moments like my time with Elian and Imani. The fact that I was pretending everything was fine when I had no idea how my mother and brother were doing.But I like being with Elian. Just the thought of it made me both queasy and filled with excitement. It was an emotion I was trying to get used to recently. I had just met him barely two weeks ago and I was already so comfortable with him. I have easily integrated my life into his, and sometimes, I found it hard to think about my life before now and before Elian. It was almost impossible.Yet, it had been.But the heavy and sour feeling of guilt continued to press down on me. I should be finding a way to actually look for my mother and brother, and instead I was currently planning a wedANISA.I pried my eyes open to a bright sunny day, and the scent of lavender and Marjoram was strong and refreshing. In the distance, I could hear the sound of children playing hopscotch and laughing. I closed my eyes and looked up at the sky, feeling the warmth of the sunlight brushing my skin and neck. I’d pulled my hair into a high bun, so I could feel the warmth on my back too; it was a very good day.But how? Wasn’t it late at night? Wasn’t I asleep beside Elian? Where was I?I looked around, noticing the tall castles covered in green plants all around. Some castles, however, had water flowing from them, almost like frozen ice with water flowing through. There were also vineyards, and that was where the sound of laughter came from.I shuddered a bit as a whoosh of air passed through, as though beckoning me towards the laughter. Sighing deeply, I began walking down the vineyards where the laughter came from. The closer I got, the louder the la
I was about to respond, but stopped when two maids stepped into the room. This time, they were carrying a bowl of chicken soup and some freshly baked bread. Anisa took the bowl from them and sat by my side, spooning small portions into my lips. It was hot and a bit bland, but I didn’t even complain about it. I wanted us to just remain like this forever. “Thank you for sharing your feelings,” I began as soon as the maids had left. “And it is not weird, at least, not to me. It feels natural, just like breathing is. It feels great having a glimpse on your feelings so far. Heck, knowing you like me makes me giddy like a pup. I want to tell you all I feel for you, but right now, I feel too groggy to find the words to tell you, but I will do that soon. And when I do, I'll hopefully sweep you off your feets.”She laughed. “It is not a competition, Elian.”I simply chuckled. Of course it is a competition. Her words gave me the boast I never knew I neede
The words bounced in my head as she dipped a towel into the bowl of water, wrung the cloth out a bit and pressed it gently against my forehead. Her touch felt like balm on an open wound, and I moaned at the feeling. Lyall did too. “I am glad you are okay,” she whispered, her eyes glued to her work. “I wasn't sure what I'd do if something happened to you.” Then she sniffed. “Damn it! You turned me into a cry baby.” “I'm sorry,” I whispered back gently. “But isn't it wonderful that I have a wolf now? No one would mock you for marrying a wolfless alpha now.” I tried to joke. She looked up at me, a sad expression marrying her face. “You were never less of the person you were without a wolf, Elian. If time were to reverse and you asked me again, I'd still have chosen to marry you. The wolf was never the catalyst of what I feel…of who you are,” she finished, quickly averting her gaze. “From what you feel? You feel something?” I
But before I could answer him or Anisa, the door creaked open, and Milena walked in with my mother following closely behind her. Anisa straightened up at once, a dazzling smile on her face.Umma gasped as soon as she saw me, as she swept into the room and threw her arms around me, a soft groan escaping my lips. “You’re awake! Thank goodness you’re awake!” “I wasn’t leaving that easily,” I joked, forcing a tearful giggle from her lips. “I’m glad,” she let out, her eyes landing on Anisa. “We all are.” “I was just about to come get you, but Elian wanted me all to himself,” she said with a chuckle. ‘Typical,’ Lyall grunted. Milena set her equipment down and turned to me, a happy glint in her eyes. “I didn’t think you’d be awake this soon. It all seemed a bit uncertain, but I’m happy about this new turn of events. Do you feel different?”I almost snorted. “Of course I do. I have a whole wolf in my head. It felt
ELIAN. I have a wolf. The shift had happened suddenly, so sudden that I was in denial for a little bit before I allowed myself to be fully immersed in the process. It felt like playing tug of war with an invisible entity I couldn’t see or name, and somehow, I was losing. I could feel the power inside me even now, stronger than anything I’d ever experienced in my entire life. I was barely grasping onto the shreds of my own life, but my wolf seemed to be pushing me out. The headaches were bad, and the fever was even worse. My head felt like it was about to fall from my neck and roll away, and anytime I tried to let go, to find some sort of peace in the stillness, I thought of Anisa. She was the only thing tethering me to the present. The only person I could think about and willingly put up a good fight for. I wasn’t going to abandon her now, not when my heart and my soul craved her very being. And so I
The realisation that there was nothing I could do but wait was too much. I squeezed his hand, feeling the heat easing up. It would only last for a moment before he starts shivering again. I wiped the sweat from his forehead, then pressed mine against his for a while before pulling away.I needed more contact. Sometimes, the heat of my body helps with the cold when his body starts racking and shivering.So I crawled onto the bed beside him, the mattress dipping from my weight. I brushed the hair off his brow and leaned close to him, feeling the pulse on his neck. At least he was still breathing, still fighting his wolf to be here with me. But I also didn’t know how long this would last. I pressed my nose to his neck, taking in the scent of him. Tacos and burritos. Then carefully, scared not to frighten him, I placed my hand gently on his hair covered chest, and began to hum softly. I traced small circles all over, my head cradled in the crook of







