Clara
The mall is so crowded today that I start wondering if there is a special discount sale going on. I squeeze my way through the overly excited customers and go to the food section. Am I missing out on something here? It's not that I am always informed about what is happening in this area or Pack but I am just wondering...
I grab the groceries that I have come in here for and head to the reception to get them packaged. There is quite a queue there. I am still wondering why there are so many people doing shopping tonight. I stand in line and wait for those who arrived before me to be taken care of, like a good girl.
I mentally roll my eyes at my thoughts. Sure I can be a good girl if I want to but I just don't like acting dumb and all nice. I don't want people to step on my head. I always keep my head up. Most people in my Pack think I am proud because I am the Alpha's daughter, but I don't give a damn what whoever thinks of me.
Later, I get my turn to be attended to. I pay for the groceries and walk out the door.
A sweet tantalizing mouthwatering scent hits my nostrils making my wolf awaken. I stop dead in my tracks and look around for what it could be. The sweet scent keeps invading my nose and into my entire living system.
I know I should be on my way home and it is getting late, but my instincts won't rest until I find where the sweet scent is coming from. I walk past the mall following the scent. It keeps getting strong with every step I take.
I walk through the dark alley beside the building. This is creepy enough to make the hairs at the back of my neck raise but my wolf seems is very excited.
Mate! my wolf pants.
What? Wait...
The scent is so strange. I can tell that it is not a human but it doesn't seem to be a wolf either. What is going on here? Where the hell am I going?
The bag of groceries is getting bulky in my hand. I should take it home but my wolf doesn't seem to mind if I drop it where am standing and follow the sweet scent like a hypnotized woman.
The alley is narrow dark and quiet. This is a bad idea, my subconscious mind warns me but my wolf doesn't care about anything else other than finding out where the scent is coming from.
I have left my groceries behind. Someone might grab them and run away. I look back to where I left them but it is so dark I can't see anything other than the dim light from the street where I have come from.
Something moves!
What was that? A swift light moved so fast I almost didn't notice it. The scent becomes so strong my mouth starts to water. Ummmm.....
Something moves again and this time from behind me. My heart starts pounding so loudly in my ears. Someone is standing behind me. I can hear the soft breathing with my heightened werewolf senses. I should be running away or something. Hell! I should be screaming my lungs out in this dark alley with someone strange standing quietly behind me. Bad things could happen!
Mate! Mate! Mate!
My wolf keeps panting. Our mate!
I have tried my best to ignore what my wolf is trying to tell me.
"Are you lost?" a firm but gentlemanly voice cracks from behind me making my entire body shudder. I am still looking away from him. I don't know if it is because of the fear of finally meeting my mate, the one single person I have spent my entire life waiting for.
I can feel his presence behind me. It is so strange how much comfort I feel right now knowing that he is finally here. I close my eyes and try to think of a sensible thing to say or do.
I turn slowly and face him. He is pretty tall, that is all I can see in this dark alley. I can see he has a well-shaped head.... wait? What am I thinking about?
"Are you alright?" he inquires me. God! His accent! So damn hot and foreign!
"Umm... No. I was just looking around...." I stammer.
Even my answer sounds ridiculous in my own ears.
"Are you sure? I mean you seem lost to me. What would you be doing here in this dark alley by yourself?" he doesn't seem to be convinced by my idiotic reply.
"Nothing. Anyway, I was on my way out of here," I coward out and walk away from him.
I don't know why but I need to excuse myself from him. My wolf frowns sadly but I ignore her and walk away without looking back. I can feel his eyes pinned on me as I grab my bag of groceries, which were miraculously still there.
Damn it! I can't just walk away. There is a high chance that he could be my mate. My wolf already sensed that. I could just walk away and never see him again.
I look back and find him still standing where I left him. I wish it was bright enough so I could have a clear view of what he really looks like.
He is standing in front of me in a blink of an eye. Whoa! Werewolves can walk quickly but not that fast. His being near me again makes my body heat up. He tilts his head to one side and studies my face. I can feel his stern gaze penetrating my skin and his presence dominating my body. I feel the need to lurch myself into his embrace and beg him to take me with him, but I have to keep my dignity at least.
"Hi," is all that I manage to mumble.
He chuckles softly and my tension lightens a bit. At least I can see the firm edges of his jaw and the outline of his cheeks. His hair is neatly combed on his head and his clothes look formal enough though a bit old-fashioned.
He walks nearer to me so that his intoxicating scent makes me nearly drool. I stand still and stare as he lowers his head to my neck. His breath is so warm on my skin.
I think my subconscious mind has passed out because I can't think of anything sensible to do right now other than letting this stranger get on my skin.
"You are not human, are you?" he asks me while sniffing my hair.
"No, I am a werewolf," I reply in a voice very small it comes out like a whisper. I don't feel worried about exposing my identity to him and luckily, he doesn't run away.
"Mmm... I see," he mumbles while sniffing my neck, his breath caressing my skin. I think I am going to pass out because of all the excitement my body is having right now.
"You have such a sweet scent," he whispers.
Oh, god! I thought it was the other way around.
"You too," I murmur. My throat feels dry.
He wraps one hand around my waist and pulls me into him. His body is hard and firm. I shudder at the contact.
"Have you been stalking me?" he asks me without looking at me. Have I? I didn't even know who it was. I was just following the scent.
"I was just following your scent," I reply.
"Why?"
"I don't know. I just couldn't help it. I thought you were my mate," I reply and bite my lip so that I don't continue. Doesn't he feel the mate bond? Am I the only one who is feeling it?
"Your mate?" he asks in surprise. He finally looks into my eyes. So he doesn't feel it. My wolf recoils in hurt. She's hurt because he doesn't feel what she feels for him.
"I'm so sorry. This must be a misunderstanding. I will be on my way," I say while trying to hide the frown on my face. I try to pull myself out of his grip but he is so strong. He later releases me and I walk away without looking back. I am on the verge of breaking into tears.
This is not what I imagined would happen when I finally met my mate. I wanted him to feel the mate bond and look for me the way I have looked for him. I wanted us to smile and cuddle in the tightest of embraces, but maybe that was all in my head.
Damien I thought I was running wild when something started smelling wonderful in this damn alley, but when I found this girl, I don't know what to think anymore. Now she has turned her back to me and she is walking away! What have I said? She looked very hurt before she walked away. "Wait!" I call out and she stops but does not look back. I don't know why but I feel like I can't just let her walk away like that. I dash towards her and stop behind her. She called me her mate. I know werewolves get mates at a certain point of their lives whom they are supposed to live with for the rest of their lives, but I am not a werewolf. A few werewolves get human mates, but I am a vampire. I have never heard of a werewolf being mated to a vampire. "I am sorry if I said something wrong," I tell her while running my hands through my hair. "No, it's okay. I mistook you for someone you aren't," she replies without turning to look at me. Her words are calm yet heavy with emotion. Why do they ma
Clara Emily still can't get over the fact that I just met my mate. The look that she is giving me right now is showing me that she is still in shock. "And you let him go just like that?" she asks me with utter disbelief in her voice. "Come on. I just met him," I reply, but in reality, I wish I had followed him to wherever he was going. "Why is that an excuse? He is your mate so it doesn't matter if you met right now or years ago," she says. "If he is my mate, then we will have to meet again, eventually," I tell her with a hopeful smile. I hope the moment comes soon. I can still feel his cold but smooth hand caressing my cheek. I want to feel that again. I haven't told Emily that he is a vampire, or else she will freak out. We all know how father hates vampires. Vampires and werewolves have never been on good terms. The werewolves haunted the vampires and vice versa. Since they are all immortal, the conflicts went on forever. I know very well how much father has always wished t
Damien I had to come after her. I just couldn't help it. I close my eyes and relish the feeling of having her in my embrace. It is just heavenly. I can't explain exactly what I feel like, especially knowing that she has nothing on her body under that coat. "Why are you here?" she asks me. "I believe it is the same reason why you are here," I reply with a smile and she blushes. She looks so gorgeous under the moonlight. "How did you find me?" she asks. "I am a vampire," I reply with a shrug and she chuckles lightly. Oh, that is such a beautiful sound. "It is very late. You should be asleep," I tell her while tracing my fingers through her hair, trailing them down her cheeks. "I don't feel like it," she answers. Her big brown eyes bore through mine as if she is seeing everything beyond my face. She raises her hand and places it on my cheek. It is so soft, and warm. It makes my long-dead skin come to life. "And you, why aren't you asleep?" she inquires me. "I am a Vampire," I
Clara This is what I thought of vampires before I entered this house: cold, loners, ruthless, and many other terrible things but whoa! These guys are sweeter than my own family back in the pack. There is this hunk who is drunk but he is so funny. When I entered this house, I didn't know what to expect. In the pack house back home, there are always many people walking around in and out. There are restricted areas though. This family seems very close, closer than our pack. I can't believe I am still awake at this hour. I wonder what time it is. I look around the walls hoping for a wall clock to be hanging there, but I don't find any. I need to find the guy, I don't even know his name yet! I have been offered some liquor but I turned down the offer. I want to be sober on my first stay here. I have to be careful especially since I am only wearing this coat with nothing inside. I get up from the couch that I have been sitting on and walk around the house to look for my mate. I wonder
Damien Good thing Amber hadn't gone too far in her act and Clara doesn't look as angry as I expected she would be. I hope Amber is now able to understand what I have been able to explain to her all this time. I don't want her to be an obstacle between Clara and me. "You must be tired. Let's go inside and I will get you somewhere to sleep," I tell her but she doesn't reply. She must be exhausted. I carry her off the ground into my arms. She just leans in closer to my chest and closes her eyes. I don't think twice before I enter the house and take her directly to my bedroom. I know there are many spare bedrooms in the house, but I prefer that she is here. I hope she doesn't mind resting in my room. I place her gently on the bed and she immediately opens her eyes. She gives me a crooked smile which makes her so adorable and kissable. Gosh, Give the girl a break! You'll scare her away, my subconscious warns me. "This is your bedroom, right?" she asks me with a hint of amusement clea
Clara I wake up with a lazy yawn and close my eyes again for a moment. Wait a minute... I try to remember where I am and what exactly I am doing here. A lot of things happened last night. Oh, I found my mate. A smile spreads across my face knowing that I finally found him and I slept in his bed, though nothing serious happened between us. I feel very satisfied within me. I spread my arms across the bed looking for him. I open my eyes and realize that he is not in bed. He must have gotten up already. Did he even sleep? He must have fled after I fell asleep. Through the big glass window, bright light gushes into the room. I can tell that it is very late for someone to get out of bed at this time. I sit up and start wondering where I should begin. This is the first time I have slept away from home without someone I know having escorted me. I am a grown woman now. I should be able to take care of myself. Where should I begin? I don't even have my clothes! I left my clothes back hom
Damien I have had Victoria help me prepare some breakfast for Clara because I sincerely have no idea where to begin from. I lay it out on the small table in the kitchen and wait for her to come down the stairs. She should be done washing up by now. Could she have gotten lost on her way downstairs? I know there are many rooms and corridors on the way from my room but she should be able to find her way downstairs. I wonder if I should go and get her. "Do you think she will be able to find her way down here?" Victoria asks me while clearing the kitchen counter. "I hope so," I reply and she rolls her eyes. "Maybe you should go and check on her," she suggests. "I was thinking the same thing, but let her be. There is no better way of getting used to a place other than getting lost," I say. "You are such a cold-ass lover. I pity her," she says with a smirk. "She hasn't complained yet. I think I am doing a good job so far," I tell her and she laughs. "You should know that she has be
Clara After the weird-looking vampires leave, I am left confused, more than I have ever been. What did my father ever do to Damien and his family to end up being their greatest enemy? Why does my father hate vampires so much? What on earth happened between these two kinds of beings? Damien turns and walks back towards the house without saying anything. Is he mad at me or mad at the vampires that just left? Does he dislike me since he has found out that I am his enemy's daughter? I look down at the ground and wonder what I should do now. It must be a really big problem in this place. The slim vampire with a hawkish nose was right. If he finds out that I am living with his enemy then nothing will be able to calm his rage, especially if he finds out that he is my mate. Damien just left. Everything was going great. I just got him, and now I can feel like he is so far away. I feel so small. I just feel like laying down on the ground and curling up into a ball so that I can be as small