SOMA:
“Mark!” I knock on the door so hard as I call the attention of the supposed person behind the door. “Mark! Open up. I know you’re in there,”
Another knock follows before I decide to wait for a long time to see if he would answer the door. It was fruitless because there was no response at all. What I do next instead is to put my ear to the door so I could listen in to the activities going on inside the apartment. However, nothing distinct came from that too.
“Mark, if you do not open this door now, I’ll break it down... and I mean it!” I threaten more out of frustration than annoyance. The dude was in there and there was no doubt about that because his scent was strong.
I still have my ear carefully placed on the door when it suddenly opens, almost sending me tripping over in the process. ‘Son of a...’ I growl at Mark who just slid the
SOMA: “Hello... am I on to Luna Hailey?” My breath hitches from how nervous I am. Even my hands are shaking, especially my right hand that has my phone directed towards my ear. This should be easy, shouldn’t it? “Yes, you are. And who am I speaking with?” came the voice from the end of the line. Definitely a female’s voice which has a lot of hesitation coupled with it. Yeah, it would be weird for someone unfamiliar to call me while mentioning the title I own in my territory that should be kept confidential. “Uhm, this is Soma Walters. From the Blood Crescent pack.” I respond, and the brief silence that ensues after has me tapping my fingers on the desk in front of me. “Soma Walters? The Alpha?” “Yes, it’s me.” was my affirmative response while nodding alongside. Immediately, familiarity comes with the tone of the recipient a
SOMA:It’s a totally different environment that I find myself in. And it’s just days after I put a call through to Hailey, Alpha Tyrone’s mate, about coming into the Dark Moon pack for sightseeing with my sister. At the moment, it is what I am doing while walking about with Hailey as my guide. Our guide, I must say, because I am not doing this alone. Cassie is here with us.I have lost count of the number of paths we have gone through on this almost sunny day of the weekend. This weather was more like a mix because we are caught up in the middle of summer and winter.The only reason why I haven’t found this boring in any way is because of Hailey’s constant talks and explanations about the things around the pack that was hardly any of my interest. Still, I have to contribute one or two things to make it seem I was following up with the ongoings despite my mind being elsewhere most of the time
LUIS:I have no idea why Soma is here, but the expression on her face when both of our eyes meet might have said something about her intent. With the way it is, it might be something about this being a plan of hers to get to see me. The thought of that has my mind going in disarray, and I don’t mean it in a bad way.I could be wrong, though. But ever since that day at her office, we have not had the chance to communicate because I did not drop any means of reaching out to her. And neither did she. No one was even informed about a possible meeting between the two alphas. This then would be the only way. This also means my analysis could be correct.To avoid any attention to me, especially after seeing the Luna there with her — and, yeah, her sister too — I make a turn away from the direction I was initially going. It would be better I do that because Soma could very well make it obvious something was occ
SOMA:Staying annoyed with him is not enough to express how I am really feeling now. Especially after he just walked out on me all of a sudden with the claim that he was not doing that. I don’t care whatever his reason for leaving might be, but he shouldn’t have done that while we were in a middle of a conversation. But were we?I’m so mad at him right now. So mad that I could hit him right in the guts if the need be.Wasn’t venting my frustration on him about his cowardice enough to let him know I was displeased with him? Or did he just choose not to get the memo? And I so much hate speculations about something going on around me. More reason I face my problems onward.Staring at where he occupied not too long ago felt like I was staring at a blank space. Who would come now and see me doing this and still think I’m sane? They sure wouldn’t know what I’m goin
SOMA:Crickets chirping. Halfmoon glowing. And the only being with actual flesh and blood walking about under the shade of nighttime is me.Might be dark everywhere but lights were provided to hide one through. Without any of that, I know I could still find my way about the place. Only that I could get lost once or twice because I am not too familiar with the premises.I wasn’t the only one out. Not at all. A few times, since I stepped out of the room assigned to me which has Cassie in it as well, I’ve come in contact with a few warriors acting as guards around here. Asides from the fact that most of them would recognize me for my identity, I wasn’t walking about in an ungodly hour. So since it has been all good.Desperation or whatever. I can’t say for sure what’s my giving for heading out to seek the man that got me all worked up... again.Again, a
LUIS:I feel reluctant to knock on the door but I just might have to do it. More or less like I have no other choice because in there is someone that can help me out with my current mental burden.The wooden door is flashing back in my face, and I stand looking at it for about a minute more before I muster the courage to raise my hand and hit it.Okay, I got nothing despite knocking on the door twice. Not even sure if I’m to try again or just wait until I finally get a response. I get that the timing wasn’t okay, hence the reason for my speculation.After a long while, I realize waiting wouldn’t get me the response I need so I proceed to knock again, this time a little harder. That should get me the response I need from the occupant of the apartment. Only if I’m not intruding on something.“Who is it?” I hear a somewhat grumpy voice from inside
SOMA:The serenity — yes, that’s what I like about where I’m in. Feels divine and every other satisfying word I can use to quantify this place.Music hitting out solemnly from obviously a jukebox. Nah, jukeboxes because the effect seems to be from more than one despite the solemness of it all. The activities of people trying to get their night kicked off with a meal or two alongside their partners, as well as the waiters and waitresses trying to meet up with the demand of the clients — that was everything about my location.Not for a long talk, because I’ve affirmed now that I’m in a restaurant. And like every other client, I was with a partner. To sum it up, I was brought here on a date which I would say is the first in years.Came like a shock to me in some way when I received a call from Luis yesterday stating he would like to take me out for dinner so we could
SOMA:He didn’t expect it, no. Because if he did, he wouldn’t be this surprised enough to even gape at me. Thought he was trying to act dominant here before.I sit upright soon after while staring at him acting all surprised still. Beats me that a grown-muscled man like him could actually be this affected by words that could end up being insincere.“You didn’t mean what you said, did you?” he asks, which I know was a little forced because he’s trying to compose himself.“Every word... I meant it.” I tell him, mostly because I have it in mind to taunt him a little. “Haven’t you got no experience in this? You’re acting like it’s your first proper night out with a lady,”He finally looks like himself once again. The same neutral vibe came exuding from him once more and I bloody love it. “I do have on