I Was The Real One の小説・ストーリー

Dad wiped my tears gently. When I got to Dad's car, I stopped short, cause there was someone else inside. "Alice, meet my right hand, Beta Noah," my dad said. Feeling awkward, I got into the car and said hello to him, "Hi, I'm Alice." Noah smiled to put me at ease, "Nice to meet you. Alpha King talks about you all the time. You look even prettier than in the photos." My dad always kept a photo of mine with him.

I squirmed under his intense gaze and looked down. " Can you please not bring any of those beauticians the last time?. I'll get ready myself, I stated as I looked up at him for a response. He quirked an eyebrow in question but eventually gave a court nod before leaving the room. " Awesome kids, very smart and brilliant, even under my disguise he could relate to me in a way... These are indeed my blood, though not gotten through the right way, they're still mine and wouldn't let Jeffrey or whoever take them from me" , Kelvin muttered to himself while he walked out of the room.

He was still holding me. "Yes, and if you rearrange the letters of word flow in the word flowland to backward. It will become wolfland. And it's the true identity of this island. Wolfland, the land of werewolves". He stared at me. I got afraid after hearing that information. "H…..how do you…. You know that?" I asked nervously while being scared. "Because I am one of them". He said with the same serious old and cold expressions.

"I—" ***

And now, in less than three weeks, it was being reduced to a hobby. Tears pricked my eyes. “I feel like I’m disappearing,” I whispered. “Every day I lose another piece of who I was.” Aiden tilted my chin up, forcing me to look at him. “That’s because the person you were wasn’t the real you,” he said, voice low and certain. “The real you is right here. Collared. Owned. Leaking my cum. This is what you were made for.” He kissed me then — deep, possessive, claiming.

"It’s the one person who knows who you really are." "Who?" He leans in. "Your brother." "The one who died." My heart stops. The screen flickers. The person turns around. It’s me. "Aiden?" "But I’m here," I whisper. "Exactly," Liam says. "Which one of you is real?"

My father was killed. The woman I called my mother was not my mother. Vane knew. All of them knew. Except me. A bitter laugh escaped me. “Of course,” I muttered. Of course, I would be the last to know. I dragged a hand through my hair, pacing now, back and forth like I could walk my way out of this situation. “This is not real,” I said under my breath. “It cannot be.” But it felt real. Too real. The way Vane looked at me.

My real life had only just begun. (The End)

He chuckled tearily, "It's true." "Are you serious? Are you sure? Maybe they just look alike, or she's her twin—" Mia rushed the words out of her mouth. "She's the one. The real, original Jennifer Mandez. I recognize my mother." Chuckling, he added, "I still find all of this surreal." "Ahhhh... So, you're the one who triggered..." Mia noted thoughtfully. Again, Shawn nodded in agreement. "It was me." Mia was rendered speechless.

Brandi's loud and proud declaration of our real identity made my blood run cold. It hadn't been intentional - I knew that - but it jeopardized all the headway we had made. To my knowledge, no one even know our names here. Isaac had called himself Zac and no one had asked for mine.