Chapter 32: Godfather!

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CATRINA

Walking through the woods, I pull my coat closer to my body. I can feel something happening to me. Ever since that night when I lost all control over my emotions and I remembered Xanthos's true self, I feel a change happening in me. It feels like, along with my emotions something else broke free from the cages in my mind.

I feel the need, the ache, the eagerness. But for what, I am not quite sure. I feel the need to run sometimes then I feel the need to go out and roam during the dusk and early in the morning.

I feel like talking, like laughing, I can feel the need to mingle in my family where once, all I wanted to do was sit in my room and read a book.

All those introvert habits are gone, now. And what's surprising is that I don't miss my old self. I enjoy my life here in my cousin's home. His people, his mate, his daughter, and my own blood family have made me feel almost complete.

Except, I am not. I still yearn to be with Connor. I still miss him. I miss his arms around me, I miss being his little sun. I regret not believing him. I shouldn't have taken Xanthos's side like that. It's caused a rift between us, for good or bad, I am not so sure anymore.

As I watch the sunrise and set every day, the feeling of something changing is very conspicuous. The nights are so much longer now and my bed feels colder with each passing night. I feel the need to call him, talk to him, ask him if he misses me?

But I don't want to start something which will make our break-up messier. I have decided to stay away so I should.

I sigh as the heaviness of my decision lingers on my shoulders and the sun dips into the horizon, taking away the little light that the day brought into my heart.

I start walking back towards my new home where my twin and mom are waiting, my steps getting heavier and heavier.

The soft crunching of the grass is the only indication that someone's around me.

I look around, waiting for that person to show himself. One thing I've learnt is that werewolves are very stealthy and they like to walk stealthily. Surprisingly they have welcomed me in their land with open arms.

And they call their Alphas as King and Queen, even when I have watched the couple, chastise these people when they speak so formally. Still, these people call the couple with their royal status as a show of gratitude.

Their gratitude doesn't end here. When I was introduced into their "pack" that I am Cayden's lost sister, a lot of the females cried in joy and embraced me into their family. They also call me princess. It makes me awkward but they just don't listen to me.

A smile breaks free on my lips when I watch a girl of Sierra's age, bow down to me and then looks at me, but not meeting my eyes.

"What is it, Tamara?" I ask, softly knowing that she can hear me well.

"Princess, it's very late out here and the lady was worried about you so she sent me to search for you," whispers Tamara bowing down her head slightly.

I frown and then sigh, knowing that it's useless to chastise her for calling me a princess but, I still do.

"Don't address me as a Princess, please," I say with a long sigh and watch as the girl lifts her head and looks me in the eyes while a small smile flits across her lips.

I consider this as a small victory and watch as she starts walking alongside me towards my home.

The walk back home suddenly feels very long and I look around to see if I am lost in this forest. It was called the Dark Woods since from here, Sierra had once gotten kidnapped. Since then Fenris has doubled the security. I have taken their help a lot of times to get back home because this forest just feels too enchanting.

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