Alison
Who could have known, I thought, watching from the sidelines, at the very back of the crowd, as they cheered for the Alpha’s son and his mate that kissed under the canopy of the large tree in the middle of the compound.
Their happiness didn't take away from the feeling I had within me, the hopelessness, the pain, the abject terror of being the only one who wasn't happy in this joyful event.
The Alpha, heir of the Grey Crescent Pack, my long time crush Logan… and my best friend Selene who turned out to be his mate. And to make this funnier, I wasn't even informed about this until I heard about it in a pack meeting only less than a week ago. Looking at their happiness I could only be filled with bitter resentment.
Selene’s mother, a beautiful woman for her age, was smiling from ear to ear and congratulating the lovely couple, and the Alpha was patting his son on the back as well. What a lovely union of families. Was it just me, or everything seemed too frustrating to look at today?
I turned away, before any of them would spot me. My mother had been the one to force me to come here in the first place, and now i regretted ever taking that decision. Seeing the food and drink overflowing, I picked up one of the numerous bottles of mead at the large table set up for the reception and walked away to a corner where I could get some damned peace of mind.
It wasn't long before I became drunk, sipping the wonderful flowing liquid that was like a balm for my soul. The mead really did flow well, I thought, which somehow sounded so funny in my head that I grinned, before bursting into bouts of laughter.
“My mead flowwwssssss,'' I crooned, thinking of being in a medieval type tavern and dancing around with the love of my life. But not Logan, I sniffed, chuckling mirthlessly. Logan was taken. By my best friend no less.
I sipped some more, not even bothering to pace myself like I had started out wanting to do. I enjoyed the way my stomach burned as the music played and filled the air. It gave it such a sad romantic scene that showed how pathetic I was.
Horrible, Alison. You are horrible, I hiccuped.
“Very horrible,” I heard, and turned around, my brows furrowed as I saw a man standing next to me. He had… completed my sentence? I looked him over a bit even though my vision blurred. He looked like someone I didn't know and who didn't know me. I was happy to know that, but who was he? Was he a figment of my imagination?
“Are you a mind reader?” I asked, standing up from where I had crouched, and then stumbling forward. the floor looked so unstable under my feet for some reason and I raised my arms forward, trying to brace myself but then I somehow landed on a warm body.
“Fuck,” I heard a deep voice curse.Then I felt nausea like i never had before. I couldn't help the way some of my throw up landed on him as I tried to crouch down to let it all out. I was breathing heavily by the time i was done,
And he was still here. I found myself staring up into the sapphire blue eyes known to man. Very angry eyes, I noted, feeling myself stupefied as he grabbed my arm and raised me back up. His arms were around my waist.
I stepped back and flailed, not wanting to be near him, even though he had somehow helped me.
“You’re real,” I gasped out, feeling oddly like a fool. He wasn't a ghost or a figment of my imagination?
“And you have ruined my shirt,” he growled, and boy, the way he did that left shivers down my spine. I tried to sober up, staring at the red stain on his white button down shirt which framed his toned muscles so well…
“I'm sorry,” I muttered. “i didnt… i didnt know…”
“You didn't know?” he chuckled and I felt even worse, wondering why I even came here in the first place. “Why the fuck are you even here getting drunk at a mating ceremony. Are you not happy or do you just have mental issues?”
A choking sob left my throat at his words. Mental issues. Of course. I’m the chick with the mental issues here.
“I’m sorry,” I wailed at him. tears that i had been trying to hold inside suddenly were released and spilled down my cheeks. I sniffled; my nose was blocked and I felt so degraded and hurt and angry.
“I’m sorry… I didn't mean to come here to ruin your day…'' I choked. “I tried to stay away b-but… I couldn't! Stupid! Stupid Alison!'' I berated myself. “I am not happy! I liked him and she knew it! She knew! I thought she was my friend!”
What happened next could only be described as categorically verbal diarrhea. I don't know why but I found myself spilling everything to this stranger who didn't know or care about me in the slightest. But I felt the need to. Why? I didn't know. I just… I just wanted someone to understand for some reason.
And despite my craziness… he stayed and he listened to me.
And when I was done, my throat was tired and all that was left from me were sniffles, I expected laughter, or even mocking words. I knew I would deserve that at this point.
“Get up,” was what I heard instead. I looked up clearly to see his hand reach out to me. “Get up, now.”
I took the hand, standing slowly on unsteady feet. I would have fallen on my ass but instead I ended up leaning on him, my head finding a home on his chest.
I felt his chest vibrate as he huffed.
“Listen, girl, I don't know who you are, but you need to stop feeling sorry for yourself.”
“Alison,” I mumbled. “My name is Alison.”
He chuckled, a low baritone that made something stir within me but I couldn't place that. “Dimitri,” he responded. “and I will be your escort for the evening.”
A giggle left my lips. Escort, he said? It was much too funny to my ears right then.
“Dance with me,” I said to him in a none too pleading tone.
The feeling of his hand around my waist was another thing I couldn't explain. He is a stranger I just met a few minutes ago, I shouldn't be feeling this comfortable around him, right? I shouldn't bother who or what he is, I shouldn't care about this dance after this night. But here I am, finding every thing about him quite interesting.I was going to fall a million times, but all thanks to him, his hold was way too strong for me to slip off his grip. He held me like any Alpha would hold onto their mate, but at this moment, I wasn't much interested in that. Watching my crush choose my best friend right before my eyes was the only thing that mattered now."So tell me, Allison, how did your day go?" He asked.I chuckled softly with a scoff which accompanied. "My day… my day was fine, but eventually, it hit ruined." I said drunk."Wanna talk to me about it, huh?"I raised my gaze at him, smiling halfway like what he had said was funny. I was actually smiling at the fact that he wanted to
Alison's POVI opened my eyes to the pounding of my head. The sun was much too bright for me.“Ungh, shucks,” I cursed over and over in my head as I blinked rapidly, trying to find myself some form of relief.Maybe hitting my head with a hammer and nail would be more helpful to me though. How much exactly had I drunk last night and why had I even drank this much without sense? It’s not like I usually ingested alcohol anyway so this was truly something I was not used to by any means.As I slowly adjusted to the light. I realized I was staring at a ceiling that wasn't one I recognised. Where am I? The thought dimly came to my mind, and my brows furrowed, trying to recall the last thing that happened the previous night.The mating ceremony, the thought came to me quickly. Of course. Watching my best friend - supposed best friend at least - and the man I had a deep unrelenting crush on got married under the canopy of the oldest tree in our pack territory was not the best thing for me to w
AlisonI was weeping bitterly as I stopped a cab, hopping in without even telling the driver my destination. The pain I was feeling at the moment was more like I was being pierced by a silver dagger. I know why, that's because I haven't felt this heartbroken before, I have never been this hurt by love from day one of my existence."Miss, I still don't know your destination." The driver said to me and I quickly realized myself. "15th Andrew by the left." I said, trying to hide my sobby voice.I sniffed hard, letting the tears stain my cheeks as I thought of nothing but Selena's voice. "You're always handsome, Logan."It should have been me, you know. I should be the one saying those words to him but she is. And it's not her fault, it's mine. I fucked up! I trusted her so much to think that she is the only one able to understand my feelings, little did I know she had taken advantage of me.I hated myself two times more than I hated her. I'm a mess, a big one for that matter. Luckily I
Alison“Selene came over. She was looking for you yesterday,” my mother said. I barely looked up from my bowl of oatmeal, nodding.“Okay,” I mumbled in response. I did my best to resemble the physical representation of static on a TV screen - Vague and uninteresting to look at.“You should go see her. She said she didn't see you at the ceremony. So she may be worried about you,” my dearest mother continued in that oblivious way she always was in.Oh, mother, I thought. You have no idea what is going on. If anything, she may have come here to try and appease me. I doubted that she would have succeeded though. I was still in a snit. My heart ached at the thought of them.Despite having not eaten much except for the chicken soup and some pasta I saw in the microwave late last night, I had suddenly lost all semblance of an appetite. Standing up, I moved to place my bowl in the sink and began the small task of washing it before placing it on the plate rack and walking back to my bedroom.“
Alison The floorboards of my bedroom would have creaked more when I walked over it for the fiftieth time that night, had it not been covered by my well-worn blue carpet. Dimitri Tulsi… was that his name, I wondered as I continued pacing the length of my room that evening, feeling like I had gotten myself in the trouble of a lifetime. No matter how much I tried to brush off the fact that it certainly could not be true, it was hard for me to decide that when all I was thinking of was how damn unlikely it would be for this to be another coincidence. This was not just possible, right? I( exhaled sharply, and shook my head, before I jolted at the sound of my mother’s knocking. “DInner, Alison,” she called before I heard her footsteps leaving my door. “Coming,” I shouted back at her, before sighing again and moving to the bathroom to relieve myself before I went down for dinner. Who my mate’s identity was would have to wait for another day. The dinner was steak and mashed potatoes, my
ALISONI was shocked to see Dimitri standing by the door, his eyes fixed on me. I stood like a caught thief, my heart was beating against my chest. What am I going to say to him? How will I explain things to him now?But then I had to compose myself and act like the thief I ain't. I won't call this stealing, I was actually taking what belongs to me. He had my bracelet, and I can't let him have it for long. I needed it back."What are you doing?" He asked in his deep voice."Nothing. Just taking what belongs to me. But don't worry, I was about to leave when you walked in." I walked past him but he was quick to grab my hand, pulling me back."You aren't just leaving like that, are you?""Look, I was actually leaving before you stopped me." I said, sounding a bit rude but this dude won't let go off me.He looked at my hand and found my bracelet, he smiled. "I see.""I need it back." I blurted."Wasn't gonna say no. But you know, pretty girls like you shouldn't be stealing.""I wasn't ste
ALISONI walked to the kitchen, pouring myself a full glass of water. I gulped it all down, sighing heavily. I poured myself another glass but not as full as the first time. I drank to the quantity I could, pouring the remaining in the sink. I returned the glass cup back to the cupboard.I returned back to the sitting room to find Selena unmoved from the couch she was sitting. She shouldn't be here, she should be in her home or probably with her newly so-called found mate. "You shouldn't be here." I said, less reluctant about her presence."Can we talk?" "Talk?" I scoffed. "I don't think I wanna talk to any one now, especially not to you." I stated."Ariana, I'm so sorry." She apologized."Sorry?! You're so sorry? After every thing you did to me, you're telling me sorry? For what exactly? For me to say yes and pretend like nothing ever happened? No way is that happening.""Ariana, I didn't mean to hide it from you. I wanted to tell you about Logan and I but I couldn't, I felt like y
ALISONI groaned as I woke up. My head hurts from the cries of last night. I went to look at myself in the mirror, my eyes were dark red and sore, the feelings ain't good for a morning like this. I noticed one thing in me this morning, I feel empty like nothing happened in my life and I wish life could be fair to me just this way for the rest of my existence.I walked into the bathroom for a quick brush and shower, stepping out with a towel tied around my chest and hair. I picked a jean shorts knicker which reached to my knee and a white shirt with black stripes on it, heading downstairs to see if mother was done with breakfast. She always made breakfast before I woke up.I was shocked to see Logan in my home. But I was so distracted by the aromatic smell of the food on fire, and I wanted to check what it was my mother was cooking. Unlike before, whenever I see Logan, I'd begin to feel this butterfly feeling in my belly, like I've been ignited or some thing.But today, I feel normal s