LIANA Zaylen chuckled in response to my question, his amusement evident in his voice. "No, I don't," he replied casually. A twinge of uncertainty nagged at me. "You won't be jealous?" I probed further, searching for a hint of emotion in his demeanor. "Do you want me to be?" he countered, his tone teasing. "Maybe?" I admitted, the words slipping out before I could stop them. He reminded me of the reason we were together, a reminder that stung more than I cared to admit. "Hey, you're supposed to get over your rebound with me," he said, a hint of frustration creeping into his voice. "I'm trying, okay?" I retorted defensively, feeling the weight of my unresolved emotions pressing down on me. "Then go. Have a fun drink with that guy who hit on you," he urged, his words laced with resignation. I smiled, shaking my head. Despite his permission, I couldn't bring myself to leave his side. "I came here with you, remember? I think I'll stay," I said, my voice softer now, tinged with s

LIANA Dr. Daniel, who was Zaylen’s personal doctor according to Zaylen, checked him and now we were sitting in his cabin, waiting for him to say something. “Well, it’s nothing serious,” Dr. Daniel said, sitting comfortably on his chair. “But Zaylen, you should avoid loud places like that in the future. You know the damage it does to us.” He started writing some medication for Zaylen, while I felt immediate guilt filling me. It was due to me that Zaylen was in this condition. He agreed despite knowing the side effects, just for my sake — our friendship’s sake. He was really a nice guy. Even though he didn’t feel anything for me and what I felt for him was a rebound, I was glad to have him as my friend. He didn’t abandon me and helped me sort out my feelings. He really highly valued his friendships. I was lucky to have him in my fucked up life. My chain of thoughts were broken by the ringtone of my phone. I checked the caller ID and saw it was my dad. My eyes grew as wide as sa

LIANA“So… what about the werewolf earlier?” I struck up a conversation as Zaylen and I walked.“What about it?” Zaylen asked, arching an eyebrow.“Who was it?” I asked curiously. “Oh, he was Jackson. He turned sixteen, so he transformed fully today for the first time. That’s why he lost his control,” Zaylen informed me. “So do all the werewolves lose control?” I inquired.“I thought you did your research on our kind,” he teased with a smile, but I rolled my eyes playfully.“It’s better to hear everything from a werewolf. I mean, hearing it from the werewolf personally beats the information I can find on G****e. Unless, werewolves have a personal g****e page where they put every information about themselves.”“Like a Wikipedia page for werewolves?” he asked to be sure, and when I nodded, both of us burst into laughter.“Why would a werewolf dig their own grave by putting it all on social media? That’s so stupid,” he mumbled.“If humans can get addicted to social media, why can’t it b

LIANA Sara and I were at Sara’s place, chilling in the living room with pizza and soda. “I really think we should invite Kiara,” I suggested as I took a bite of the pizza. Sara took a sip of her drink and shook her head. “Kiara doesn’t know about me dating Jordan, either.” I scrunched up my eyebrows, totally confused. “Why didn’t you tell her? I mean, she is the closest to you of all.” I thought the reason would be the same as she gave me, but the solemn look that appeared on Sara’s face meant something else. “What’s wrong?” I asked, placing a hand over her shoulder. “Actually, Lia, everything is so messed up. I don’t know how to say or from where to begin,” hurt was visible in Sara’s voice. “It’s okay. Take your time.” I gave her an understanding smile. She sucked in a deep breath and let out, “I am not Jordan’s destined mate.” “Huh?” I tried to absorb her words, but literally nothing made sense. So I looked at her quizzically. “What does this even mean?” Sara smiled at me

LIANA Zaylen: Why don’t you and Sara come to my place for breakfast? Jord is here as well. A smile appeared on my lips as I texted him back. It was a Sunday today, so obviously we didn’t have an office to go to. Liana: Did you and Jordan have a slumber party like me and Sara? He replied instantly. Zaylen: I had to give him some company after you stopped him from having sex with his girlfriend by taking her away. I gaped at his response, fully dumbstruck. Oh, so that’s why Jordan was interrupting Sara when she wanted to have a girls’ night. It all made sense. Liana: Well he deserved that for hiding this from me. I don’t mind. Zaylen: The way you said that, I assume you don’t have any experience there. I froze at his text. Was he indirectly confirming whether I was a virgin or not? I told you to stop being so delulu, Liana! I sucked in a deep breath and typed again. Liana: Keep assuming ;) Zaylen: Uh… you didn’t answer? I had the urge to roll my eyes at his text. I kn