WHISPERS FROM THE PAST
ie," Proxy said, breaking the silence that
she was relieved All
n asked, glancing at her while ke
sked, her voice dropping to a whisper. The air seemed to thicken, and Brian's grip on th
fusion. He gave her a look that practically said, *Wha
ally into the super
dream last night," she
ned to her briefly, his interest pi
y the time she finished, Brian was grippin
am like that before?" he as
s one... it felt so...real." She shive
icing her fear. "I'm sure it was just
He went pale and kept asking me to describe the dream in detail, like he was trying to piece s
her a wid
laughing and giving his
ng his head. "You'
anks for dis
fering her a soft smile. She returned it, and for
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. The only source of light was the bluish glow from the phone's screen, cloaking the
man said, his voice lo
e from the other end, another ma
ued, his tone sharpening, "this is
soft click, and the room plunged bac
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my voice tight with anger despite my efforts to conceal it
is chair with an air of unyielding author
e best thing for the pack? I'm supposed to lead them one day, yet I'm b
w, gazing at something far beyond my comprehension
door behind me with enough force to echo through th
s relieved to find them empty. Grabbing the training swords, I swung at t
tice when s
ue still in her mouth. "I wouldn't
a said, her vo
e her, breathless and drenched in swea
ered, swiping it
she asked, meeting my
passed me a water bottle, and I to
ght? I remember Unc
ff as she ran her fingers along
he whispered, her e
I was still trying to catch my
he said suddenly, tugging at my
hange of clothes," I pr
k on the bench. I picked it up, guessing it held
ve everything, but f
, glancing at her with a smirk. But Lisa just tilted her h
scared of breaking a few rules and getting a
she was planning so
ughter ringing through the crisp morning air. Before I could answer,
mid-step, feeling the familiar snap and stretch of transformation. Grabbing the backpack with our clothes in m
ith Jake, the Gamma's son. We were the three musketeers back then, but even then, Lisa and I ha
I was, nineteen and still waiting for my mate. And Lisa? She was still her
n't feel for me what I still, hopelessly, felt for her. My love remained, raw and unyielding, but I knew it was destin
e frustration I'd felt all day. I passed Lisa easily, her frustrated growl echoing behind me.
the mist cool against my face. Turni
the backpack to her and turned away to give her some privacy. A soft chuckle escap
ly in my jeans, my shirt
behind me, and then I felt her arms wrap around my torso, guiding me to face her. I
my lips before pulling back to meet my eyes. Her g
tainty. Instinct took over as I slid my hand behind her neck and d
our mouth because our
She met me with equal fervor, igniting a fire
ke