JaylaI don't realize that I had dozed off until I feel a tingling sensation on my face, waking me up from slumber. It is a soft touch. It's warm too. The one that makes you lean in and pull the person closer to you. I know I am smiling as I lean into the touch, wanting more. The tingling sensation continues as the person strokes my cheeks and neck.I don't even want to open my eyes. I am afraid that it will just be a dream, and when I open my eyes, he won't be there anymore. But I have to open my eyes. I can't close them forever.My eyes flutter open and I gaze intently at the person in front of me. The person the Moon Goddess has destined for me to be with forever. The only one who is supposed to love and cherish me. The one I am supposed to live and die for.Tyler sees that I am awake and he smiles at me. It is such a genuine smile without any trace of arrogance or cockiness. Just a simple, caring smile.But I can't smile because I have too many questions. Too many to be answered.
JaylaHe apologized, and he gave an explanation. I should be satisfied and I should forgive him because his explanation sounds valid enough, but for some reason, I just can't bring myself to do that. Something in me isn't ready to forgive him yet and somewhere in my heart I know I can forgive him, but I can't forget. I can never forget how belittled and hurt I felt.I take my hand out of his grip and disentangle our fingers. I put my hands on my lap and start fiddling with them."Tyler," I say. "Look, I get your explanation. I get why you did it but I feel like I have given you too many chances." I pause for a while to gather my thoughts.I continue. "I have given you a lot of chances and everytime you screw up, a part of me breaks. What you did, and why you did it- the explanation- might have eased my curiosity, but my pain is yet to be healed. I can't forgive you that easily, Tyler. I'm sorry."I look out of the window and sigh. I know I am being difficult but I don't want to give h
Jayla"Chase." I whisper the name of my mate's wolf again and again.He howls in approval and starts moving his head against my hand which is presently stroking his fur. I smile, cup his snout with both of my hands and bring his face near mine.Chase is a beautiful wolf. Probably the most beautiful wolf I have ever met in my life. His fur is rich and soft to the touch. He is a pure black wolf. The only of other color he has on his fur is a small patch of brown behind his right ear, which is really adorable. It is like a wolf birthmark. Chase is tall. A bit taller than me even, and absolutely huge. So much that it makes me feel a bit intimidated. I wonder how my wolf would look like. I am sure she would be much smaller because I am in a lower rank than he is.His greenish-gold eyes sparkle in the moonlight and it's hard not to get lost in them. They are so icy. It's like going on a holiday to Korea and skiing in snow. It's refreshing and at the same time, enthralling.It is dark by now
Jayla"No no," I tell her, shaking my head. "I am not agreeing on becoming Jason's date again. He's a total freak and a pervert too. The last time we went bowling, he 'accidentally' groped my ass!" I say, putting air quotes around the word, accidentally.Mom gives me a weird look. "It was probably dark, you know?""Oh please, mom. Just because he is Jane's son doesn't mean he can't be a complete asshole," I say and roll my eyes.Jane is Mom's best friend and she's a really nice person, but with questionable parenting skills apparently."Whatever," she says, brushing the topic off. "We're not talking about that. I'm not asking you to go out with him."My eyebrows shoot up again. I am getting a lot of surprises today."You remember that your father has gone out of the pack to help another pack heal a few patients, right?" she asks and I nod.She continues. "So he is saying that there are a few patients there who aren't only physically damaged, but are suffering from psychological truama
Jayla"We're home!" Jessica calls out as we enter the lobby of the pack house. The door is bewitched by witches. The spells make sure that only the pack members can enter this house. That, or if someone outside the pack tries to, they need the Alpha or Luna's permission."Who's with you, Jessica?" a voice calls from inside the kitchen and in a moment, Luna Sarah walks out with a tray of freshly baked cupcakes in her hands.She is wearing an apron and proudly bears a flour stain on it, which I think is mandatory if you have been baking.She looks up to see me standing next to Jessica and her eyes light up. "Jayla!" she says excitedly and comes to give me a brief hug. I smile and hug her back too.Lunas are depicted to be highly social and sweet. They are the mother of the pack and it is their job and nature to show affection toward the entire pack.Luna Sarah is no different. The only thing is that despite being all of that, she has the ability to be formal when necessary. She can be
JaylaI pace up and down in my room, checking my phone every minute, raking my mind for any sort of mindlink that will give me information about what is happening at the pack border.As Jessica told me, there was a rogue attack at the border late at night and the patrol team informed the Alpha to send more men so that we could defend ourselves.It must be a serious attack because minor attacks- when there are just a couple of rogues- are handled by the border patrol itself. They don't require any involvment of the Alpha or pack warriors.A cold wind blows inside the room through the window and I shiver because of the cold. I hug myself tight and proceed to close the window. My wolf inside me is restless. I can feel her. My breath leaves a foggy appearance on the window pane and I furrow my brows. It's abnormally cold for a summer night.It's been two hours since the attack happened and now it's around 3:50 in the morning. Still, there is no information whatsoever about their well bein
JaylaBeep. Beep. Beep. Beep.An annoying recurring sound flits into my ears and I almost groan in frustration because it's interfering with my peaceful sleep. I try to twist around and slam my alarm shut but my body refuses to cooperate with me. I mumble, moving my lips to call for my parents but my mouth refuses to make a noise. I am not able to do anything.Frustration takes over my whole body when I realize that the only resort I am left with is to wake up and shut the alarm myself. But I realize that I can't wake up either. It's like my eyelids has turned rogue and now refuses to listen to my commands. My limbs feel weak as if they have never belonged to me.Confused and determined, I try to open my eyes once again, and this time I am successful. My eyelids lift just a bit and a stark white light enters into my retina, making me wince and I shut them close again.I open them again and blink several times, letting them adjust to the light. Once they do, I expect to see the pink wa
JaylaAa Tyler buries his face in my neck, he seems to be using my scent to calm his wolf down. It's common in our werewolf community. Your mate's scent is everything to you. I can smell Tyler's scent too. My senses aren't too developed yet, but since we are this close, I can smell him. It's very manly. He scents like spices and something I can't quite place. But it's addictive. Very addictive, even.I find myself closing my eyes and wrapping my arms around him too, but before I can do more, the door of my room swings open and Tyler is suddenly in front of me.He hides me behind him and growls loudly, just like he did a few minutes ago. What's with him and this new found overprotectiveness of his?"Why are you hiding Jay from me, Tyler?" a familiar voice says.I gasp. It's Shane. I know his voice too well. I place a hand on Tyler's shoulder, trying to ask him to move but he doesn't budge."Tyler, I need to talk to Shane," I tell him.He just growls. "No!"I sigh. "Tyler, I didn't ask