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-Anastasia- He didn’t get it… No one got it. How could they? They had not been through the same as me… I had been groggy and confused when I woke up. This was a very bad episode. I had not had one since I was 12. It had gotten a little easier, and I didn’t feel as bad, but this one was as bad. Maybe worse than the last one I had had at this level. When I woke up, I didn’t feel as I good as I did this morning. Maybe it had something to do with the king. He was sitting in a chair by the bed instead of being in bed with me. I was not sure what had made him decide that was better this time, but the sight of him did calm me. Until I realized I was still stuck in his house, and then he spoke of healing… healing! The only sort of healing I would do was when I drove the knife into my family’s killers’ hearts. I would drive it so deep, but I would do it so slowly, and they would feel my anger as I did it. They would feel all those years of hatred towards them, and it would heal me. He said it
-Roman- I looked at my mate, seeing so many things going on inside of her that I was not quite sure of. I tried reading her even through the bond we had, but the bond had not had time to grow properly yet. We had been apart and only spent a night and a day together. This was all very new still, and I just felt so many confusing things from her side, I couldn’t tell apart. Even the things I saw pass over her face, I couldn’t quite read. I just waited until it seemed like she might have come to a decision. “Would… Would you really want me to move in?” she suddenly asked. I almost dropped my jaw, because I had not expected the sudden change of subject and certainly not to that. She made it sound like she actually did want to move in, but she had made it very clear she just wanted to go home. Ana had spoken of it just moments ago, and now she was talking about moving in. What had just happened inside of her? “I… yes, of course,” I told her. “Of course I would.” “You do know a lot of p
-Anastasia- When I woke up the next morning, I truly felt so much better. I felt stronger, almost, which was very weird. Why would I feel stronger than normal? But then I heard someone sigh behind me. I looked over my shoulder, seeing Roman lying behind me. So that was why I was feeling better? He had finally decided to climb into bed with me, and it was making me feel a lot better. He was making me stronger, I had realized. Was it the mate bond? Was it just his powers from being a lycan and king? I knew alphas had a powerful energy that could both seem threatening but also give a sense of strength and safety if they were close to you. It was why, if the alpha was strong, then so was the pack. If he was good, then the pack was happy. Maybe it was just a mix of both. I looked at the arm he had around my waist and was about to pull it away when I stopped myself. No need to fight it all if we need to get close to him, right? My wolf was right. I needed Roman to find those who had hurt
-Roman- I had enjoyed my run with my little mate a lot. Ana had teased me and tried to outrun me, but I had caught her in the end and I had finally gotten a chance to taste her. She seemed different this morning. She didn’t just have more energy, but she didn’t even fight me. Ana just let me push her down on the ground and revealed herself to me. She gave herself to me and I had shown her just how much I appreciated her submission to me. I had been hard the whole way back though, and I very much wanted to feel my mate’s hands on me again, so I could find some release. But after changing into some clean clothes, she turned to me and said something that concerned me. “I think I should go home today.” I looked at her, confused. Had we not agreed, she should stay here. We aren’t letting her go home! Verlon was definitely not letting our mate go back to her home. She was staying here from now on, so what the hell was she talking about? “Had we not agreed you’re moving in?” Ana nodded
-Anastasia- “Maybe something warmer than that,” my aunt said, but still threw the hoodie into a suitcase. She had already filled one and was almost filling the second one too. I bet she would go on to a third if I allowed her to. “Okay, let’s slow down,” I told her. “Just back a bag with a few of my stuff, and that’s that.” I wasn’t actually expecting to live with Roman for long, so why would I need all of that? My aunt turned to me though, as I stood in the doorway to my walk-in closet and she looked at me, annoyed. “A bag?” she asked. I shrugged and nodded. “Why not?” “You will need more than that, dear,” she told me and continued to look through my closet. “I am sure he will buy you some more clothes too, but it is always nice to have something with you from home.” “I am not taking three suitcases with me,” I told her. “But you need the clothes!” “I just need one bag. I can quickly pack it.” “But what about the parties you will attend with him and important meetings? You
-Roman- Anastasia’s uncle was not very thrilled about me, because I was taking away what he considered his daughter, but he quickly warmed up to me when he continued to make me promise I would take good care of her, and when he heard how well I had taken care of her after she had her two episodes. I didn’t blame the older alpha for feeling protective of Ana. It only proved his love for her, and I liked to know my mate had been taken good care of. She had been through enough. She didn’t need horrible family members to get their claws on her and treat her even worse. There was love in this house, though. I felt it strongly. It was surprising how cold Ana could have stayed with all that warm love around her. But she chose her anger, and she chose to isolate herself. She did that to keep herself safe. At least, that was what she believed. Like I believed not wanting a mate would be the better thing for me. I was so wrong, though. One look at Ana and I was sold. She had me right where she
-Anastasia- One, two, three… four… My aunt had filled four suitcases practically emptying my closet, and I shook my head as omegas brought it out to the king’s car, filling it up. Roman didn’t seem to mind, but I felt mortified in more ways than one because my family also had to witness what she packed in one of those suitcases. I could not look my uncle or Jackson in the eyes, and it seemed like they couldn’t look me in the eyes either. It was just my aunt who was in a cheerful mood, and she came over to me as we stood by the door, hugging me again. “Okay, enough with the hugs. You don’t even deserve one,” I told her. “Why not?” She pulled back and looked at me, shocked. “I think you know why.” “I was only helping,” she said and winked at me. Roman chuckled behind me and I looked over my shoulder and gave him an angry look, but he just smiled at me and ran his hand down my hair, making me feel calm right away. It was not fair he had such an effect on me. It made it very hard t
-Roman- It thrilled me to see my mate standing in our closet putting away her clothes. Yes, it was now our closest. Like it was our bedroom. I would not have different bedrooms like I did with Daphne. No, Ana was moving right in and into the same bedroom as me. She and I wouldn’t be apart even at night, I didn’t want that, and she had surprisingly not argued against me about this. But maybe she had already caught onto the fact I couldn’t be without her, and didn’t want to waste her energy. That was smart of her, if that was what she was thinking. Ana had looked tired at her suitcases as they stood in the closet. She had really not wanted to bring this much, but I didn’t mind. I had enjoyed seeing the tired look on her face because she really looked so cute. Her aunt was a special kind of woman. I very much liked her, and I could see how much she cared for her niece like she was her own daughter. “Do you want some help?” I asked her. Ana looked over her shoulder and shook her head. A