Other Life

The story of Anastasia and Catalina

The day I let Anastasia out, I made a pucker. "Why? Why do you do this to me?" Thick tears slid down my cheeks as I turned around, cradling the baby in my arms. Sloan touched my shoulders, rubbing down my arms as I sniffed, "My dad meant the world to me Sloan, hearing his name gives me this longing ache deep inside me. I'm still not over it and I don't think I can ever be over it." Sloan tuned me around and touched my face, wiping away my tears, "As much as I like it, we can't name him David, I just can't deal with this pain." He pulled me closer, carefully not to hurt the baby and I sniffed, "How about we put David as his second name? How about that?" I glanced up at him as I gave him a short smile and nodded, "I'd like a name with an S, like your whole family."

He touched my face with a smile on his face, "Okay, we'll give him a name with an S, how about Sabel? Or we can name him Sean or Silas." He kissed my lips and I smiled at him, "I like Sabel, Sabel David. I like it." We shared another kiss and Sabel whined, "He's hungry." Sloan said as he kissed my forehead, "I'll leave for a few hours, I need to speak with my father." I nodded my head understandingly, "Go, I'll breastfeed him and put him to sleep." I kissed him on his lips and moved toward the bed, sitting down as I rested the pillow behind my back. I pulled out my breast and accommodated him on my nipple, "I'll leave now, take care." I gave him a smile and closed my eyes when he kissed my forehead, "And you, stop taking my place because I get jealous." I elbowed him in the ribs at that, "You're so problematic." He kissed my lips quickly, smiling sneakily as he made his way out of the room. I caressed his arm, singing softy underneath my breath.

Weeks went by, I was feeling better and I didn't fell much pain like before and as for Sabel, he was big. Thinking of him, just brings a smile to my face, so chubby. I smiled at that, sighing deeply as I soothed down the dress I had on. A bit chubby but nothing a few workouts can't fix. I brushed my hair behind my back as I stared at myself into the mirror. I changed my dark hair back to my original hair color, blonde. My dark eyes now green and I feel like I now killed Catalina. I was now letting Anastasia take over, I wanted this night to be special.

Sabel was with Sloan's mother a much as I didn't want to, she's his mother and he was Sabel's grandmother. I made my way out of the room and headed to the backyard. The night was starred, the garden in a secret and green place, flowers, candles. I traced the table with a deep sigh as I waited, "Catalina?" Sloan spoke as I felt his presence and I turned around to face him, "Tonight, I'd like for you to call me Anastasia." He made his way toward me and cupped my face, "Catalina or Anastasia, I love you for who you are, not for your name." I shook my head as I pulled away from him, "No, I didn't do all this for you to go ahead and confess your love for me once again. I got it very clear the last time you did. Now it's my turn."

We sat down on the table and I grabbed his hands, "I had my first vision when I was just five years old. I saw myself in a beautiful gown, crowned as the next Luna of Lunas. I remember how excited I was and wished to be grown so I can see that moment with my very own eyes. Little did I know, that by telling that secret, my life would turn out to be the way it did. With the years, I longed for that moment to come, but then, all of a sudden. Both of my parents died and my future changed, seeing that I was underage. Being the innocent and naïve girl I was, I told my uncle about my visions. Seeing that everything I told him, turned out to come true. He started using me for his own twisted and sick purpose. He had brought this machine and had me there for almost the entire day for weeks, monitoring my visions."

"My mind being forced to so many procedures shut down one day and I was left in a deep coma. When I woke up, the visions were gone. The machine he brought didn't find any signals that I could once have visions. He got mad and tried to force them out but they never appeared. So he threw me to the wolves as if my life worth nothing. He threatened me to hurt my sister so I never came back. I stayed far away as possible as I could. Then weeks later, I stumbled upon a flyer, saying that rogues killed me and that if somebody knew who, there were to bring them in but guess what? They never found those so called rogues."

"I changed my name to Catalina and found some rogues who became my family, I changed my look and covered my birthmark, after spending years with them, seeing that rogues won't be accepted in a pack nor can mate, feelings started to grow between Frank and I. After thinking it through, I accepted him and as you know, he was my first. We started planning a future together, kids, we had dreams, accomplishments together. Then out of nowhere, something told me to step into your territory. I knew that my life would change, I felt it. Once I saw you, I knew that a lot would change, I won't go back to that hurtful period of my life because now I'm at the happiest."

"You put me through a lot you know? You..." I sniffed as I wiped away my tears, "I thought that with you it would be different and I was right but at the same time I was wrong but like I said, pasado pisado. You, you came into my life when I thought that I had lost everything." Sloan wiped away my tears and I touched his face, "When I'm with you, I'm at peace, that's why I think somehow my visions came back. I thought I'd never have them again, my uncle once told me that if I mated, I would never have visions again. He was partly the reason why I never found my mate. Then, at your table. I felt this strange feeling and I saw it before my eyes, it was us kissing in the pool. You asked me what it was about and I lied, telling you it was nothing. Then it happened, and it was more than I ever expected."

He smiled at me as he touched my face and I closed my eyes briefly, loving his caresses. "When Frank came and tried to take me away, he asked me a question that I at the moment couldn't say it out loud, after what you did to me, I wanted to forget and hate you but I couldn't." I sniffed, glancing up as I wiped away my tears, "He said, don't tell me that you fell in love with him. I made an excuse and changed the topic at the time, I didn't want to admit it but now, I want to scream it out. I love you with all my heart, I love you so much that it hurts when you doubt in me. I love you so much that when you doubt that Sabel was your son, you killed me but yet I couldn't leave because I love you, I love you since the day I saw you but you looked at me with rage and anger. I always loved you Sloan."

I touched his face as he held me close, "Do you know what makes me happy? That I can finally make love to you again." He stood up from his chair and I did the same, kissing me in a passionate kiss, our heads moving in sync. "Good thing I made this then." I smooch his lips as we leaned down on the sheets, our clothes discharging as he kissed my neck and collar bone, our bodies melting again each other, feeling him like this felt so magical, his kisses on my skin turned e into a puddle. He made me feel like his woman beneath him, special. With the moon shining above us and the stars covering the dark sky, he made love to me and made me feel like nothing else mattered.

I sighed, biting down my bottom lip as he pulled me closer, our eyes staring at the starred sky, I groaned when he pulled me closer and kissed my forehead. I touched his chest, my nails tracing his chest, "Sloan." I looked at him as I touched his face, leaning forward as I kissed him, his hands hovering me above him, my lips parted when he slid into my heated sheath, his hands all over my body as he took me passionately and wildly, turning me inside. I kissed all over his chest, moaning as he drew in and out, driving me insane. I slumped against him, his arms around me as he took me until we were in heaven. 

I smiled down at him as we kissed. I hummed, kissing his neck, "I love you." I leaned my head against his, closing my eyes as I inhaled his strong perfume, "I can't wait for us to have another pup." I widened my eyes as I pushed my body up and started to put my clothes on, "Ah no, no, que crees? Que soy una machine de haces bebes? Estas loco mijo, loco." He chuckled at me, leaning his hands behind his neck, "I love it when you speak Spanish. It's such a turn on. Now come back here to sleep next to me." He patted the empty space and sat up, pulling me down on top of him. He wrapped his arms around me, his mouth kissing my jaw teasingly. "I was talking about later, not now. We can have a football team, what do you think?" I widened my eyes at that, just at the thought of kids running around.