Laila Do you know that moment when you know you are perfectly healthy and wide awake and the next second you start to doubt your sanity and eyesight? Yes, that was me now. Did I faint on the wood floor unconscious from the fear but my mind kept working in this weird scenario about James turning into a gigantic dog just for entertainment? What kind of twisted entertainment did my mind think it was? Was this some magic trick? No, it wasn’t, was it? I was still wide awake and fully aware that instead of a human James, there was a huge, deep brown-colored dog. Yes, gigantic - it is at least twice my height. Within the first second, I sucked in a sharp breath. My heart skipped a beat. My breathing stopped. A big wave of shock, stress and fear washed over me. My brain and back started to tingle in a numbing way. As my heart rate accelerates and its thumping drums in my ears, I feel how my hands start to shake as well. I hate this feeling. It usually gives me a headache on top of it all...
JamesHer fists clenched tightly at her sides. She slumped in her seat again and was silent for some time. These sentences that came from her mouth hurt like a knife stabbed in my heart over and over again. My wolf whimpered inside. Did I just mess it all up? Didn’t we make amazing progress? We even mated! Was this a mistake? Should I have shown her my wolf later? But she had to know because with my wolf there came so many other things. I still had to explain a mate bond, packs, Alphas, Betas, Moon Goddess, etc.- Ahh!!She took in a sharp breath and looked at me with open mouth and wide eyes.- Does that mean... that... your mom and dad…and sisters?! Are they werewolves as well?!?!She asked in horror.- Yes, they are.I confirmed with a nod of my head. An apple doesn't fall far from the tree. I was being sarcastic in my thoughts. I guess it was some kind of self-defense mechanism.- Oh my God!She took another sharp breath through her mouth. Then she started to whine.- Oh no, no, n
LailaI stare at my phone as it rings and vibrates in my palm while my stomach turns into nervous knots. The caller ID is no other than Clair Montgomery. I've dreaded to have this conversation as in the back of my mind I knew she would call me sooner or later. Work-related or otherwise. I have to pick up her call. I know I do. It's just that...- Hello, Mrs. Montgomery! How are you?I say with a small smile and light voice. She is still my client. I just have to stick to professionalism.- My dear, Laila, I'm happy to hear your sweet voice. I'm okay, thank you for asking.She replies sweetly.- So how is the project going? Is everything still to your liking?I try to control the conversation.- Yes, yes, dear, everything is good. But I would like to ask you to visit me.Clair replies and requests.- Why? Has something happened? Are there any issues with the constructors or something?I ask hastily. Have they been sluggish? Sometimes hiring good and responsible constructors was an issu
- Good morning! How are you, Clair?I said the moment she came into my view. I know I sounded a bit out of breath but I tried to ignore it hoping she would too.- I’m good, thank you. How are you, my dear Laila?She replied with a bright smile and stood up from the sofa.- Fine. I’m fine.I breathed out as I stopped in front of her. I wasn’t here to talk about myself. I was a mess. She looked into my eyes for a long moment as if trying to read into my heart and soul. I didn't feel comfortable at all. Then she pulled me in for a hug taking me by surprise. I put my hands on her to steady myself. Then she pulled me away holding her hands on my shoulders.- It is really good to see you, Laila.She said but her tone of voice suggested as if she wanted to say something else.- Come, sit dear!She sat and patted the sofa next to her. I obediently sat down.- Would you like some tea or snacks?She offered. I wanted to decline but as I was inwardly shaking from the brief encounter with James,
James Pain. Tearing, torturing, stabbing ripples of pain. I couldn't breathe. A black, dark heaviness prevailed in my chest. Ripple after ripple, after ripple pain consumed me. Not shattering me at once and maybe making me stay put. No, torturing me slowly. It felt like a glass that had cut a hole in my heart and stuck. Slowly but surely blood was pouring out and so was my life force, energy, joy, hopes, and dreams... It all was just leaving me. I became more numb and empty with every hour of my life that ticked by. And that piece of glass created pain with every movement, every breath I took. It scraped and itched my heart, but I could do nothing to change the pain, reduce it, or replace it. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep. I felt anxious and antsy. Even training or attending regular work duties didn't make sense to me anymore. Laila was not with me. She saw my wolf, she learned who I really am, but refused me. She rejected me. And that hurt so badly. Fine, she didn't reject me of
James Laila opened the doors wide for me to step in. Now she was chewing the left inner corner of her mouth. Ah, getting nervous, ain't you? I could make you reeaally nervous. I smirked inwardly as I questioned shall I take off the shirt now or wait five more minutes? I took two long strides into her apartment before I heard: - Shoes! She exclaimed loudly. I stopped and turned to her. She closed the doors. - Please take off your shoes here. She said and pointed to a small shoe rack next to the doors. - Sure. I obediently took them off and put them neatly on the rack. If that's what my girl wants, no problem. Afterward, I straight went to the sofa and slumped on it. I love that her apartment smells only as her amazing scent. I breathed in with delight. I looked over her apartment, nothing had changed since I was here last time. I saw the book my mom gave her was lying on the coffee table. Maybe she was reading it before I came. I looked at her and saw that she was just standing c
LailaI pushed my laptop away frustrated. It was the fifth time I tried to get something done but fazed away as I thought of everything that happened at Montgomery's house. All those dialogues with James and his mother were repeating in my head. I desperately tried to shift my focus, but I couldn't. F*ck it! I can't work now.I took the werewolf book that lay on my coffee table. If honest, I was so curious about what I would read and find out in it. This book was like a magical box. I felt like a kid. Only now magic was true. So I sat down on the sofa and started to read it page by page. At some point I got hungry, so I ate a late lunch while still reading it. It was very interesting to find out different details about their lifestyle.I was so deep into it that I jumped when the doorbell rang. I looked at the doors with a frown. Who was visiting me? James said he would, but that was a few hours ago. He wouldn't straight come here, would he? No. Maybe some neighbor? I slowly approache
Laila Though reading the book was very interesting and exciting, I started to feel sleepy after a few hours. I checked the phone and it showed 11 p.m. already. I wanted to go and brush my teeth and crush the bed. But how could I, if James was still here? I contemplated what to do for several minutes. F it! I'm going. This is my house. I stepped into the living room and saw him lying on the sofa. One arm was dropped over his eyes while the other was resting on his chest with his phone in it. Part of his legs were outside on the ground as he was too big for my small sofa. He was still lightly snoring. I went to the bathroom. I brushed and washed and was ready to go to bed. I did wash all my intimate parts. Was I getting ready for something? I don't know. I shouldn't. But just in case. James probably will snore on the sofa all night long. Yeah, whatever. I exited the bathroom expecting to see James still sleeping. Surprise washed over me as I saw him sitting with his head resting on his