Jessica
I have only heard the word "love" twice in my entire life and unfortunately for me, both times were from my dead parents.
My parents were both taken from me in my younger youth and left little eight years old me to care and fend for myself all alone in this world.
I know I said mia and her family took me in and gave me all their love but trust me it's not enough that you true parents love and can never be compared to my loving parents and am not trying to be ungrateful because trust me I'm thankful to Mia's parents.
I thought the next time I will hear that foreign word will be from my mate, not a six-five handsome green eyes asshole who thinks he has all he wants in life and even more.
I looked up to his eyes which were already looking at me nervously waiting for my response.
Who would have taught a man like him went from hating to love me like a romance movie.
"Alexander". his name and face have been in my head for as long as I could remember.
His eyes hunted my dream even my wolf seem to be under his spell.
I was happy he said he love me but also speechless on what to say back, I could see it in his bright green eyes trying to show sincerity in his word.
"You are mine and no one else, not even your so-called mate".
But the question is I'm ready to love someone else who isn't my mate and have my heart broken in return when he finds his.
I can't deny the chemistry between us, the lust, passion and attraction but is that enough?
I know I like him to get jealous of seeing that slut in nothing but lingerie sitting on his chair in his office.
His hands were becoming wet in my lack of response, rejection and sadness swam through his eyes but he tried to cover it up.
How did I feel all this sadness like it was mine but I knew it wasn't.
It was his!
I cupped his face in my hand's as he bent down to reach my height "Alexander I wish it was that easy...but we both know what is going on between us is a lie. The moon goddess created our other half out there so let
us forget whatever this is before we are heartbroken".
I heard him take a deep breath and looked into my eyes telling me he tried but it was I who gave up at the end.
He the walk out of my room taking my heart along with him.
I slide down to the ground as hot tears streamed down my face but I knew it was for the best.
Why don't I believe myself?
My sob was uncontrollable, my screams were loud, soon thunderstorms started and it began raining like nature understood my feelings.
I stood up from the ground and laid on my bed not bothering to change my cloth which I wore to the jewellery store earlier.
I could feel myself dozing off and the last thing I thought about was my growing love for Alexander.
*******
"No Alex don't leave me", sweat poured down my forehead at the horrible nightmare I just had.
I got up from my bed as I couldn't sleep, I looked out the window and saw it was still dark.
What says the time?
I picked up my phone to check the time"1:02".
Why can't I sleep? oh because Alex left me in my dream.
Alex! Alex! Alex!.
What can I do now?it's either I go to Alex to sleep or I pretend to sleep till the next day which is impossible.
If I go to Alex room, he might probably think I'm a bipolar bitch who can't make the right decision on what she wants and give the wrong signal but if I stay here without sleeping I will probably end up going to his room at the end.
Am sure he's sleeping comfortably on his soft bed without worry even though he just confessed his love to me and gave me a sleepless night.
I looked at the cloth I was wearing, when did I change? am sure I was still wearing my last night cloth, all this crying got me confused.
I took a deep breath and opened my room door. Alex room was across the hallway, I took slow steps in order not to wake anybody up.
I got to his room door and opened it slowly, trying not to wake him up because if he does, I might die of embarrassment.
You got it jess, just enter his room to see if with him you can sleep, it's not a big deal.
I opened the door slowly walking with the tip of my toes like a thief.
He laid on his bed his face towards the direction of his window, his heart rate beat at a slow pace as a sign that he's still
asleep.
Good!
I gently laid on his soft bed pulling his cover to my side, I felt him turn his body making me freeze on spot. I listened to the heartbeat and it's still beating slow showing he was still asleep.
I got comfortable on his bed, his delicious scent washed over me, my eyelids were already closing as sleep began to engulf me.
The last thing I felt was a pair of strong muscular arms embracing me making me feel safer than ever before.