Ayira's POV
“I invited them over dinner, Ayira. I wanted to thank them for rescuing you earlier. If not for them, we do not know where you are now.” Hina explained as he glanced at Blaze, then at Noah, giving them a warm smile.
I forced a smile as I nodded my head in understanding. But deep inside I was anxious, very very anxious, thinking of what Hina told them about me.
“Don’t mention it, grandma,” Blaze uttered, which raised my brow.
Grandma? Who did he think he was? They just met and he was feeling
Blaze and I walked to the corridor and stopped before the exit. He suddenly held my arm as he leaned me against the wall, facing me. His eyes were gleaming, and the smell of his perfume traveled into my nose. My heart raced! I struggled not to close my eyes as I recalled a scene of our past. Good thing I managed to quickly avert my eyes, avoiding his gaze. However, he held my chin, turning my face back to him. His warm hand brought chills down my spine. I felt suffocated at the moment.
“Hey! Ayira, where are you going?” I saw Blaze. He was confused about my outfit and the number of things I brought. “It’s not your problem where I am going. Do not stop me.” I muttered. Sigh. Why did he come back? Is he following me? I asked in my mind. “Are you going back to the ruins? I told you it’s dangerous there. You do not know what things reside there right now. It is abandoned for a reason, Ayira.” He said, trying to stop me from going to the forest. “I know what I’m doing Blaze. Don't tell me
Blaze's golden eyes glimmered. I could discern that his wolf was about to come out, ready for a fight. But I quickly held his arm, signaling him to stay calm. Then I bravely stepped forward. Blaze followed me. We had no choice since she smelled us already. "You're wolves!" the female wolf growled, gritting her teeth as she lowered her front body as though she was ready to attack and to be attacked. "Yes!--" Blaze admitted, but I immediately cut him off. "We're not here to fight," I exclaimed.
I was astounded. I didn't expect that Hina knew my true identity all this time. I suddenly felt ashamed of the old lady. It had been a year since I pretended that I lost my memories as I didn't want to be questioned about my identity. Because I knew very well that humans would be afraid of me when they found out I was a wolf or worse, they would kill me or submit me to the authorities. I was busy with my thoughts when I heard Hina speak. “Before Shion, Kate met a young wolf. They became friends. They always play at the shore every sunset. I have never seen my daughter so happy before she met her. That's why I'm also delighted." Hina remarked, wiping her tears away as she recalled the happy memories o
"Ayira, are you alright?" I heard Blaze's voice. So, I tried to open my eyes. But I smirked in my heart as the man who caught me from falling was not Blaze, but Noah. Just like the first time we met when I almost fell off the escalator. "You're burning with fever." He announced after he touched my forehead. "I'm fine, Noah. Thanks." I casually mumbled as I straightened my body up. But Noah didn't release me from his arms. Instead, he drew me closer to him.
The following weekend, I just found myself again to the far end of the island. I didn't know, but my feet led me there like they had their own mind. I was sitting on the shore, gazing at the crystal blue sea while the cool breeze was gently swaying my hair. Funny, as I could only watch the breathtaking sea. But never had I tried to swim because of my fear of water. I learned that humans called it aquaphobia. Hina told me that I could overcome my fear once I totally accepted what happened to my mom. But how could I accept it? My mom sacrificed her life for a pup, but we never learned who he was. I coul
I discerned that it's a man from his powerful hand covering my mouth while the other was enclosed around my waist, pulling me to somewhere I didn't know. I struggled to break free, but he's so strong. I tried the self-defense that I learned from Primo, but it seemed like he could read my mind as he could easily dodge my attack and he could predict my next move. "You still need years of training before you could even hit my face." He remarked as he released my mouth. I was astounded. That voice sounded familiar. And I seemed to have heard his remarks before.
Primo peeked into the small hole of the door to see who's outside the cottage. I didn't know why we needed to be quiet. So I threw my dad a questioning look. My dad led me to sit on a two-seater wooden chair before he whispered. "There are so many rogues here. That's why we need to be alert." I just nodded my head in understanding. Then I glanced in Primo's direction. After a while, Primo opened the door widely. Then a woman in her mid-forties with long hair and ragged clothes entered. My forehead creased as I looked at my dad like I was as