Alaina's Destiny Book 1

Chapter 6

ASHTON

I yank my probably-to-big of a bag from the overhead storage and throw it over my shoulder. A smaller bag would've been much easier. I pull out my plane ticket and check the arrival time. It's a weird habit I have. I just like to see how accurate the arrival time is. Also, I kind of wasn't paying attention to literally anything the pilot said. I was a little distracted, can you blame me? I walk back to the line of people getting off the plane, still looking at my ticket.

"Five minutes off schedule," I tell Alaina sarcastically. "Can you believe-Alaina?"

I looked up expecting to see her smile-which I had really grown to love during this flight-but she wasn't there. After I quickly scan of the line, I realized she wasn't anywhere.

"Oh crap," I muttered.

Immediately I thought back to those guys who kept staring at us during the flight. I knew they were up to something. I stepped forward, ready to push my way to the front of the line when my foot kicked something. I looked down and saw it was Alaina's phone. Now I knew something bad had happened. She wouldn't have dropped her phone if she just went to stand in a different spot. There had been a problem, possibly a minor fight. That made me worried. What had happened exactly? What did they want with her? Most importantly, where was she? I knew I had to find her; the real purpose of my trip suddenly means absolutely nothing.

Yeah, you guessed it. I fell in love with her. Which is inconvenient, considering how the only reason she was on this flight was to go somewhere where she wouldn't have to get married. But that doesn't stop my feelings.

I bent down and grabbed her phone, wedging it into my bag. I pushed my way to the front of the line, apologizing left and right. I'll find you, Alaina, I think to myself. Don't worry. I've pushed my way to the front of the line, literally ran to baggage claim and now I'm just kind of...wandering around. It's stressing me out that I don't know what to do or where to start. This isn't how it works in movies. I'm supposed to be the dashing hero, not the wandering idiot.

Eventually I pick up a scent. It's a wolf scent for sure, and I think it's one of fear/distress. I quickly scan the area, trying to see who looks distressed. Really, I'm just looking for Alaina. I've been suspecting that she was a wolf almost since I met her, and this confirms it. Or at least I hope it does. It's all I have to go on right now. I start walking in the direction of the scent. At some point, the scent gets stronger, and I break into a jog.

I need to find her. Yes, I have strong feelings for her, but this really isn't about that. Well, maybe kind of about that. But even if it was some random stranger, I wouldn't ignore this. I may be a wandering idiot, but everyone has an inner hero, right?

My mind is running faster than I am right now. How is it that Alaina only dropped her phone? And I didn't see her suitcase at baggage claim, even though I waited for like ten minutes. My stomach sinks as I think that she's hurt or something bad has happened to her. I have to find her as soon as I can. I follow the scent out of the airport-finally-and stop short. I sense evil magic. That's never a good sign. Did those weird guys from the plane have dark magic? They certainly didn't strike me as the dark magic type.

Why would they want Alaina? Unless they were sent to retrieve her? But then why use dark magic? I have so many unanswered questions. I have to get to the bottom of this and save her. Don't worry, Alaina. I'm coming to get you. Please be okay... Why do I love her so much?

In my pack, there's a legend that says the savior of the pack would have a special bond with a royal. The two would be unstoppable, unbreakable, and they wouldn't be able to be separated from each other. I don't know who the savior is, but Alaina gives me this feeling. When I'm with her, I feel like we can do anything together. And I don't want that feeling to go away. But that's just how I feel. I don't know if she feels the same way. All I know right now is that her scent is strong, which means she felt (and probably still feels) that she's in great danger.