Her Heart's Whisper

CHAPTER 16

All at once I am engulfed in a sea of overwhelming emotions. Extreme hysteria flowing in, forcing me to ride the sea of oblivion. So careless of my surroundings. Everything around my mate falls away. It's pulled in like the waves and replaced by my raw emotions. Encasing us both in a bubble.

I feel my fallen life promptly piece itself together. This time the final piece comes into view.

Moments ago I was faced with the truth of my agonising past. And now, I am face to face with my finest present. Promises of a beautiful future are brought to life. I am finally handed over all that I have been patiently waiting for.

My chaste wishes of the past resonate in my mind, reminding me of all the times I wished upon every star I ever came across. Reminding me of all the times I bitterly stared at all those wolves who found their halves. Wishing that I was them. Wishing that I was as fortunate as Andrea and Alexia.

And now I am finally one of them.

Life really is quite an amusing thing. Your heart could be being ripped apart in one second. And the next it's pulled together at the seams. The hole filling out quickly. Bringing you comfort.

Everything questions everything. One huge contradiction.

Just moments ago I was wrapped up in someone else's arms, embedded in deep illusionism. And now there is something gnawing at me internally. Pulling me closer to this individual. My wolf rises to the surface, ready to meet our mate.

Her eyes shine through as she battles with me for control. She wants to meet her mate before I do. I want to allow her the freedom but not before I meet our mate first. The pain that she is causing is excruciating. Almost as painful as my first shift. I am almost forced to allow her out. But I don't. She needs to understand that I have waited just as long as she did. In fact, maybe even longer.

She makes it so difficult to focus on living in the moment. In this moment. Our illusion has finally transformed into a reality yet she is not allowing me the privacy. She's intruding in the intimacy. On our magical moment.

She demands me to obey her.

She burns me with all her jealousy. Each moment she spends blazing in jealousy, she burns the soles of my feet. The burning desire I feel for him, makes the flares of fire intensify. I understand her conniving scheme. She tries to weaken me, wanting to force my feet to lose balance so that she can take over. Fur eating at skin.

She wants to deprive me of this meeting.

I concentrate all my energy on her. On pushing her away. I don't want to stop focusing on him but I am forced to. Slowly I start to drive away our distraction. Caging her in.

No more distractions. No more disturbances. It's just him and I now.

So much time has passed. His face has contorted into so many different expressions all compelled by his emotions. But all this time I was lost in my own thoughts. All this while, he was simply my mime.

Has he experienced all that I have in this time? Was he also subject to this magnetic pull? The compulsion of the attraction? Has he felt the invisible binding drawing us to each other? Did he feel the world slip away and our worlds wanting to merge?

I have to exert myself to stay planted in this reality. I need to hear his voice this time.

Focus Ciara. Focus.

I gradually start to concentrate. Little by little. More and more each minute, each second.

There's a demanding stench in the air, clinging to our little bubble. An undeniable smell. The scent of anger coating his skin. But more than that, it's implanted in his wolf's fur. Accompanied by the most dangerous of forces. One able to break any bond. All bonds.