Ch 13 - Agitated

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Amore ****

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Ciara.

When I got home,
I just stared blankly at the ceiling.

I don't know why I felt damn tired and dizzy.

I just feel like resting.

Yeah, resting.

I took a bath to somehow soothe my unsettled nerves but it didn't do much good than I expected.

After the bath, there's still something off to my sytem that I just couldn't brush off.

It's like I'm craving for something or wanting to do something but I don't know what exactly I crave and want.

I can't help myself but to think about Amore and reliving the time that we're together.

He feels familiar to me.

I don't know how that happened but when the Alpha and Luna introduced him to me, I feel like I know him.

Despite his grumpy attitude, he still have something in him that makes me drawn to him.

And as time goes, that something lits in him like a firecracker and he mesmerizes me.

I don't fucking no why but he did.

Don't get me wrong, I love Miguel. He is my mate. I know he is mine and I am his.

But let's face it,
Amore draws me into his sick world without even trying and as days goes by,
it made me incapable of escaping.

Before I conclude something, I brushed off the thought, it's destructive!

I head to the kitchen and pour myself a glass of fresh milk.

When I'm done drinking,
I took a dive at the soft cloud that happens to be our bed.

Perfect...

I inhaled Miguel's scent with the hopes of relaxing my senses.

But then again, it didn't do much.

Just when I was about to close my eyes, I could hear someone called my name.

"Ciara..."

I bolted up and scanned the surrounding using my heightened senses.

I growled in warning.

I didn't just made that one up!

I heard it!

"Ciara..."

There it goes again,
Holy shit!

My sense of hearing almost trembled at how spooky the voice pronounces my name.

"Who is it?!" I snarled.

But there's no one around.

Even my wolf could feel the disturbing presence inside our private space yet we can't tell where, what and who it is.

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