Shana's POV
Work was crazy last night. I was working at a wedding event as a waitress. As expected, I spilled one of the main dishes and got nagged at by my manager. It's annoying having to deal with that, and furthermore, in 3 hours I have to be at work in McDonald's and I feel so exhausted.
I peeled my grainy eyes open and looked out the window as the brightness helps to wake me up. I didn't have a good sleep last night and I feel like a zombie. As my mind wondered, Aiden crossed my mind. He must have been waiting for me. Ugh, that's so many things rushing through my mind when I just woke up. I sluggishly reached
out for the pen and wrote on my forearm.
'Good morning, birthday boy! Here's my address: 188 Bassett Road Remuera Auckland, New Zealand I hope you're enjoying your birthday party'
Immediately after writing that, I fell asleep again.
Ring Ring
I was awakened again by the alarm. The time showed that I had about half an hour before work starts. My eyes widened and I jumped out from bed.
Shit!
I might be late and I really can't afford to be late as my boss has zero tolerance for late comers. I got ready within a few minutes and rushed to work. I did my usual's when I reached and thankfully, I was on time. I noticed some of my colleagues were looking at me funnily. What? Do I have drool on my face? Is my hair funny? Am I wearing my uniform wrong? I didn't have time to
shower so that's most likely it.
"You got a boyfriend?" Sally asked.
I looked at her confused. What did she mean by that? She looked at my arm and continued.
"You look tired, Shana. It seems that you had mistaken your arm for a paper and my dear, you have some crusts in your eyes. You should wipe them off. " she whispered while handing me a
piece of napkin.
Oh my god, how embarrassing. I rushed to the washroom to get rid of the crust. Then, the full comment Sally made got processed in my head. I quickly glanced at my forearm. What? The message I wrote to Aiden. It's still there. Why has it not gone through? I was feeling rather uneasy. I continued working but I wasn't doing a very good job as I was tired and uneasy.
When my shift ended, I rushed home and showered to make myself refreshed. Then, I tried again. And again. And again. My forearm turned red from too much irritation, so I decided to
stop for now and maybe wait for later.
A tear fell from my eyes and I was afraid that I may lose contact with the love of my life. Why, why is this happening? Why can't the message go through? The only reason why I could survive this long is because of his company. I can't. I simply just cannot afford to lose contact with him! I started to freak out.
I looked at my reflection and mumbled,
"Calm down. There may be an explanation for this and I know it. Calm down."
I went to the bookshelf filled with Lycan books and studied all night. Not going to lie, it was tiring as fuck but I really wanted to know what the hell was happening. So far, I have read 8 books and got nothing more than I already know. I have 7 more books to go but I could barely keep my eyes open. Good thing that I have no work tomorrow. I dragged myself to bed and passed out instantly. ----------------------------------------------
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My Soulmate is a Prince
Lupi mannariShana is a Lycan who has a simple life knowing only her parents. She was fine with having no friends but what happens when the only two people she knows on earth completely disappeared at her vulnerable age? Trying to survive with little money and...