We're Not Meant To Be Novels & Stories

Because of those words. “Mi nismo samo porodica…” I whisper to myself and throw my head back, thinking of the meaning. ‘We’re not just a family, Asher. We are a legacy. And legacies do not break; they endure.’ I shut my eyes tight. ‘Just like your mother.’

"I don't know dad, but I can't do this." "So you are ready to loose the company, for which you work hard day and night for?" "I don't plan on it dad, what do you want me to do?" "It's time you get married, you can't always stay single, you need to get married, have a family of your own Ash." "But I never gave it a thought." "Then it's time you give a thought about it, money isn't everything, trust me when have a family, it give a feeling of being complete, it's a happiness you can't buy with money."

Except everything we've been through. Except everything we're becoming. Except everything we have. Except everything we deserve. Except everything we're going to be.

He murmurs, for me alone: — We are no longer alone. And I understand that this day will be engraved not only in our lives, but in an entire community. ---

I had neither. We weren’t friends. What the hell was I thinking? Why was I here with him? “I don’t like boxes, pretty boy,” Jordan said, cutting into my thoughts. “Terminologies. Restrictions. Friends, enemies… the world is too full of them. Can’t we just be… us? You and I.” You and I. Jordan and I. I liked the sound of that way too much. Of course, he meant it as platonically as possible. Jordan didn’t swing that way.

"I hear it. I just do not know what it means." He reaches out. Tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. His fingers linger at my temple. Warm. Deliberate. "It means you can stop trying to be perfect. Stop trying to disappear. Stop folding yourself smaller so you fit into spaces that were never going to have room for you anyway. You are here now. With me. You do not have to perform anymore."

It's about who cares about us , who makes us happy , who destiny chose for us. Because maybe The one is actually not the one for us, maybe someone else is waiting.....

'Accept yourself, love yourself, and keep moving forward. If you want to fly, you have to give up what weighs you down. You are not an option, a choice or a soft place to land after a long battle. You were meant to be the one. If you can wrap yourself around the idea that you are something incredible, then you will stop excusing behavior that rapes your very soul. You were never meant to teach someone to love you. You were meant to be loved. We are each gifted in a unique and important way. It is our privilege and our adventure to discover our own special light.'

Their eyes snap back into reality and they lock eyes with me. "Your a human. Meaning you can easily get hurt and you can't take pain. You can't fight in a war made for werewolves, you wouldn't last a minute. You won't be able to help us, you can't protect yourself, less a pack. You aren't fit to be a Luna. You aren't fit to be.."

Not yet. In this moment, there are no threats. No Elias. No Grace. No looming war. There’s just us. And for the first time in what feels like lifetimes… We are truly, wholly one.