I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I was overwhelmed, happy, and relieved at the same time. The way they all defended me was unbelievable. When Charlene started to verbally attack me, I was worried as flashbacks of what she had done to me came to my mind that I almost shuddered before her.
Jorah took me by surprise when he stepped in front of me when Elbert was a step away from hitting me. My relationship with him had evolved. He no longer saw me as the outsider who showed up all bloody and almost dead at their borders. I considered him a very very close friend and I hoped that he saw me the same way, not just the Luna of his pack.
Soon, the ball came to an end. It was a fun event to attend. Xander introduced me to many people that I had already forgotten most of their names. I could sense how he was proudly showing me off to anyone, making me feel like he couldn't believe I was really with him. That was enough to make guilt make its way to my heart. I didn't
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Apart from the unpleasant encounter with Crimson, the trip to Ohio was magnificent. From shopping with the girls to an amazing date with my mate, everything was remarkable and amazing. I event went out with Loana; it felt good to bond with my childhood best friend after so many years. I hadn’t gotten over what happened at the ball. Charlene was forced to apologize to me. Her eyes flickered with bitterness as she uttered the heavy words she had never said to anyone. Although I was content with the way things had changed, it still pained me that I didn’t get to have normal parents or siblings like most people. I wished I had with my so-called sisters the same relationship that Xander had with Rowena. The Moon Goddess made it up to me though. She gave me a wonderful family and a mate who was ready to protect me against the whole world. I was bewildered by Oriana’s behaviour. I didn’t get why she came after me and why she felt the need to tell me what she said. I
“Hi!” I grinned, taking Elena in my arms as she ran towards me while giggling. She had started walking recently and ever since then, Rowena had been going out of her mind. I picked her up in my arms and kept kissing her chubby cheeks. “I miss you,” I mumbled, holding her close to me. “And you're the first arrival,” Rowena welcomed me. “Dinah is not coming. Cayden fell sick last night and she doesn't want to leave him alone.” “That's fine. We can just plan everything and tell her what we decided to do,” I said, sitting down on the couch and taking Elena on my lap. “She likes you a lot,” she commented, watching her daughter resting her head on my chest. “I love her,” I mumbled, kissing the top of her head. “She makes me want to have children,” I laughed a little, but Rowena gave me a look of surprise. “You're thinking about having kids?” “I have been thinking about this since I returned from Peru. I want to be a mother, Rowena, but I wan
I looked at Melanie and motioned for her to stay silent and follow me. I didn’t want anybody to see this or find out about what I could do now, but I had to tell her. There was no lie in my head that could convince her that what she had just witnessed was nothing.The two of us made our way to the backyard and sat down.“care to explain?” she said, keeping her eyes on me.“After I shifted I found out that I can heal myself. I found out about that while I was locked in the cells at Crimson,” I started, looking down. “Nobody knows about this. Not even Xander. I didn’t want to tell anyone,” I continued, lifting my eyes to meet hers.“I understand if you didn’t want to tell me, but I don’t understand why you’re keeping this away from the rest.” I frowned at her words.“Why would I keep it from you but tell the others?”“Maybe because we have only know
“I think I might sleep for two days straight,” Jorah said as he parked his car in my driveway. “We can all have tomorrow off,” I told them. We worked for fourteen hours straight today. Saying that we were drained would be an understatement. I rubbed my chest as I felt a stinging sensation. “I think I will take Dinah out tomorrow. We haven’t been on a date for long,” Keith said. My baby was already planning the perfect night for me. I didn’t need to wait until tomorrow to get my reward for working my ass off at work. “By that smirk on your face, I think you’re going to get laid tonight,” Declan commented, making me chuckle. “Fuck off!” I shoved him before getting out of the car. “Xander, help me out,” I heard Ayla’s voice through the bond, grabbing my full attention that I didn’t close the door of the car. “What’s going on?” I asked, already getting worked up. I was hoping that whatever she needed help with wasn’t rela
I had been sitting here for so long or maybe not. I wasn’t sure how long I had been here. I lost track of time the moment she was taken to the OR. Jorah kept assuring me that she was going to be okay, but I was still doubtful. I was only going to be convinced of that when she would wake up. I asked them to give me the arrow after extracting it out of her body. I was going to hunt down whoever did that to her. Somebody wanted her dead and I was going to make them wish for death. Against my will and for her sake, I didn’t hunt down her family like the weak prey they were. Had it not been for the way she requested that, they would have all been in my dungeons now, but this is different. This was her life that was at stake. “She’s going to be okay, Xander. The arrow didn’t hit her heart,” Jorah tried to calm me down as I waited on one of the seats in the waiting room. It was close to her heart though. “Somebody tried to kill my mate,” I flatly spoke. “I’m g
I was exhausted and my eyelids felt heavy. I forced myself to open my eyes and when I did, I found Xander sitting on a chair that didn’t look comfortable at all. He was asleep and his hand was holding mine. Memories of last night came to my mind, causing my heartbeats to quicken. Somebody tried to kill me last night. I looked down at my chest and saw it wrapped up in bandages. Breathing wasn’t easy as there was a slight burning sensation that accompanied every breath I took. “X-Xander,” I tried to talk, but harshness cut my throat, causing me to roughly cough. The pain in my chest increased and I felt like screaming. I needed water. Xander almost jumped from his position and quickly reached for the water bottle on the table. “Here, drink.” He placed the bottle lip on my chappy lips. I took a few gulps and thankfully, the cool water calmed down the fire in my chest. “It h-hurts,” I mumbled, placing my hand on my chest. I could heal myself. Probably not
Nothing was more annoying than knowing that I had the ability to heal myself, yet I feared doing that lest somebody would be suspicious. Xander had been babying me ever since he took me home two days ago. Even when I wanted to shower, he was there to help me out. Honestly, I was thankful for the way he treated me because the least effort made me exhausted. “Do you need anything?” he asked me as he put a tray full of fruits on the coffee table in front of the couch I was lying on. Although Carla was in the house, helping us whenever we needed her, Xander still preferred to pamper me himself. “Thank you.” I flashed him a wide smile. He sat down on the couch too and put my head on his thigh. “You’ve been sitting around for two days. Don’t you have duties?” I wondered as he reached for my hand and kept playing with my fingers. “Nothing urgent and,” he bent down and pecked my lips, “can’t I pamper my baby girl?” My cheeks reddened a little when he said tha
I didn't mean to do it. I wasn't even aware of how that happened while I was asleep. Xander cleaned up my wound on the fourth night and it didn't look that close to healing, but during the night, Riona decided to put me out of my misery and heal me. Even though it was such a relief to be able to move freely and breathe without any trouble, Xander had been super suspicious and I didn’t know what I should do to make him forget about that. “This is impossible,” the doctor commented as he checked the wound. Xander was so much as shocked that he immediately took me to the clinic even though I insisted that I was fine and suffered from no pain. “I was hoping you’d give me an explanation,” Xander said, looking at the doctor for a moment, then he looked down at me. I couldn’t look him in the eye. I wanted to tell him the truth, but something was holding me back. A huge part of me acknowledged my distrust as an irrational fear that I failed to get over. He had