11|소울 메이트 (𝑆𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑒)

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NANON

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NANON

Without thinking much, I make my way out of the room, into the corridor, down to the cafeteria, and far enough from all of the people that once surrounded me. I should be very much happy that I found him, and I am pretty sure that it is him because my mind went totally blank when our eyes connected earlier. And the worst part about knowing that my mate is within my reach is the fact that I freaked out and scurried away quite frantically.

"Oh my gosh, he's so beautiful," I mumble.

Even though I am totally in control of myself, my hands are now shaking tremendously, and there is a shiver running down my spine as I recalled the male's lovely discs staring right at me. Those orbs enraptured my whole existence, melting me, making me lose my sanity momentarily, and bewildered me right there and then in an instant - which is highly unlikely not me at all.

"Wait, we're classmates!" I groan upon realization and I find my face buried in the palm of my hands.

The phone that is inside my pocket continuously vibrates while I completely zone out staring at the endless field in my sight. Thinking about what am I supposed to do now that I found him, that the kid is here? And why can't I get my shit together? Isn't this what I wanted to happen for a long time? Weren't I looking for him so much for months? This is definitely not how I wanted our first meeting to happen - not me being surrounded and clung on by girls. What will he take me for after seeing that? Wait, did he even see that?

"Chivaaree," I finally answer the phone without looking at the screen, still oblivious of my little escape.

["Where are you? Your professor called me and asked where you went dum-dum! Don't get me in trouble with Daddy. Go back to your classroom!"] Prim's voice rings from the other line through the earpiece and I let out a deep sigh.

"Alright."

Once done, I hang up the call and composes myself because I don't have to act this way since the other male doesn't know me. With that thought alone, I breathe in, breathe out, smile a big one while keeping my sanity intact.

"M'kay, time to tame my mate. But how will I do that if I can't even tame myself for being such a cowardly werewolf? Why haven't I felt this way before with my previous relationship and with the girls fantasizing about me?"

I slump back on the floor and fists a handful of my hair thinking that if I don't act now, I wouldn't be able to get closer to my mate, and wouldn't be able to claim him as mine. Wait, that is not on my first agenda - I should be thinking of getting close to him first before thinking of making him mine. Wave is still practically whining inside of me from being away from his mate after seeing him again after a long time.

Okay, this is now or never and I should really pull my shit myself together if I want him right now.

After releasing almost all of the air inside my lungs, I make my way back to the third floor of the building excitedly. Though my heart is pounding to a great degree against my ribcage as if breaking my ribs when I finally near the classroom. I feel like I am walking on a plank with tons of sharks waiting to eat me up at the bottom, while the pirates stand-by to see me leap. Pulling myself back together, I step inside and everyone looks at me calculative, including the professor who gives me a raised eyebrow.

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