After splashing some cold water on my face for the third time and looking into the mirror staring at my own reflection I asked myself, What the hell is going on?
*Flashback*
Trying to muster up some courage but failed when his strong gaze continued to hold mine. My heart was going all over the place and there was this tugging at my heart that made me want to jump in his arms and kiss him senselessly.
"Wolf" was the only thing I said from the memory resurfacing of the black fur and power he emitted, my voice came out as a faint whisper, barely being said let alone heard but somehow.... I knew he heard it.
His eyes still held mine as a smirk formed on his perfect lips
"Mate"
His forest green eyes held my gaze and looked over every inch of my face and I did the same. Memorizing every freckle, the way his full lips parted, his chiseled jaw, and his hair that looked like he combed it back with his fingers countless times.
My whole body felt light and as if it would float away with any movement I made, the only thing that held me down to the earth was him. This man that stood before me, and yet I didn't know his name.
As if reading my mind he opened his gorgeous mouth and said "Emerson"
I must have looked like a complete fool when he spoke because he chuckled and looked at me with admiration. "My name is Emerson Walker" he declared with a rich deep voice. I blinked a couple of times trying to make sense of it. It wasn't a name you hear every day, but it fit him perfectly.
His expression changed to expectancy, ad if he was waiting for something.....My name!
"A-Aliana" my voice caught in my throat and my face heated up.
His eyes softened at the sound of my name"Aliana" he repeated my name, letting it roll off his tongue. It sounded as if he was dedicating it to memory, and after it was, he smiled at me with his perfect white teeth.
"Hello Aliana"
*End of Flashback*
Being in trapped in the girls' bathroom with three complete strangers who are sitting at a booth waiting for me to come out is more than enough stress to give someone, especially if this somebody has to deliver fruits to their grandmother.
Recalling all the events is enough confusion in itself
First, I meet this handsome guy who calls me his mate and now I'm suddenly in a cafe that's next to Julia's food stand.
Second, they're werewolves
And Third, one of them was at the night of the attack, and that person is the black wolf. The one who chased me down before I teleported back.
Everything about this situation is throwing me off balance, who are these people and what are they doing here? The blonde from earlier who commented on my eyes is apparently friends with the black wolf or Emerson Walker I should say.
Even thinking about him now is making me blush, why is he having this effect on me?
What am I suppose to do? I should report them to a guardian or scream for help. Dammit, I left my phone back at my house to charge or I would have called Kaiden by now if I had it on me. Witches are suffering because of what their kind did to us.
Just thinking about this is making my head hurt. Turning back on the cold water I splashed some more water my face again, letting the coldness sink into my body I had to think of what to next. They're waiting for me outside, so they're not going anywhere yet.
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Moonless
WerewolfThe Ivy Witch Lineage has been around ever since the Goddesses created the moon and sun, or so the legends say, they have been known throughout history in both the supernatural and human world making extraordinary developments for both kinds. Aliana...