Elara/ Nova;
What’s this place? Where am I? Why did I wake up in another strange place? What’s going on again? I grip my hair as I scream even louder. This was not the plan. This is not the plan at all.
What have that old lady and those men done to me? Did I teleport into another location?
I jump out of bed, and rush toward the mirror to confirm if I’ve gotten back into my real body. But it was still her. I was still trapped in her body, and I don’t think I’m getting out any soon.
Just at that moment, the door to the room opens and a lot of strange people rush into the room. It was the three men, and more strange faces. They all stood, staring at me in shock, and I also stood stunned as I gazed back at them.
“Elara!” A Delta Wolf with blonde hair rushes toward me. “You are awake, and healed,” she spread her arms wide open, wrapping them around my body. My head sways side by side, and I push her off me. I didn’t like the unpleasant scent that consumed my nose when she hugged me.
It smelled more like Earthy and Nutty, and it was harsh to my nostrils. Aside from her scent, I hate it when people touch my skin. But it seems all these people don’t understand boundaries.
She stood, staring at me in surprise, and I noticed how her face fell in sadness. But what do I care? I hate people laying their fingers on my skin, and that’s final.
“Are you mad at me, Elara?” she moves closer to me, and I throw my face to the side. Not the scent again. Please, not. How do I tell her to back off without sounding rude toward her? I’m allergic to a lot of things, and whatever scent was coming out of her, was one of them. The scent made my stomach tighten, and I felt like puking.
“Elara, I’m sorry I couldn’t save you from
those beasts, pls don’t be mad at me.”
“I’m not mad at you. I promise I’m not mad,” I voiced out. Maybe it will help her stay away from me.
“Then why don’t you want me to hug you, if you are not mad?”
Alright…. Seems she is not backing out. But who is she? Who are these people to Elara? Turns out Elara has a large family base. Hmmm! That’s a good one for her. I wasn’t blessed to be close to my extended family. Just my parents and I.
Don’t even know what my extended family looks like, I don’t care either.
I straighten up my body, taking a look at her face. “I’m not Elara. I don’t know who she is. I just woke up in her….” trying to explain my predicament when the Alpha who held me the other time, sped toward me, and cupped my mouth with his hand.
“That’s enough explanation for the day, Nova,” he brings his face closer to me and whispers.
Once again, he has decided to touch me inappropriately. Why does he like touching a woman’s body like he owns it? Such a disrespectful man.
He turns his face in the direction of the others, “Everyone can leave the room. Elara needs to have a proper rest,” he orders.
Aside Alpha Blade, the others bow their heads in respect and leave. The Alpha let go of me. I huff in frustration.
Alpha Blade strolls toward the ajar door and closes it, then he walks right straight to me. “We need to return to the pack, Elara. Or rather, Nova.”
“Yeah, we have to return to my pack. I have so much to do. My parents need to be informed about a lot of….”
“I don’t mean your pack, Nova. I’m speaking of my pack. I have to return with you.”
“Your pack? Why do I have to return to your pack with you? If you want to leave to your pack, you can go ahead but not with me. I have my own life to deal with.”
He fixes his hands in his pockets and takes a few steps closer. Stopping before me. His eyes stare over me, and I anxiously gulp. These men right here are very handsome. They look way different from the Alphas I’ve set my eyes on.
Maybe because the Alphas I have seen are older men like my father. Very formal, and serious looking. Well, they fall under the Alpha’s category of my father. Old and golden.
But these young Alphas are hot. Comes out they have a thing for tattoos. I mean, look at their well-drawn tattoos, obvious on their necks and arms. Thank Goddess for their unique fashion sense that made them roll up their sleeves, showing me their gorgeous tattoos. Hush! I love it. But then, I can’t go to Alpha’s Blade’s pack with him.
Why must I do that?
“Nova,” Alpha Blade called. I’m happy he addresses me with my name. Was always sick to my stomach when they called me Elara. “You are my Luna and fated mate….” He added.
“Huh? Lu… what?” My eyes widened as a quick realization hit me. But no, it can’t be.
“Yeah! My Luna. We are married and you have to return with me,” he confirms and I break out in laughter. Not the happy kind of laugh, but a frustrating one.
What the hell did I just hear? Elara is married to Alpha Blade. What did I just get myself into? But why does this other Alpha keep touching Elara’s body, closely? What did Elara do with her life that she looked very pale even as a Luna?
Alpha Blade must be treating her badly. Whatever!… whatever! I don’t care. I’m not returning to his pack. I’m not his Luna, Elara. I’m just a passer-by who borrowed her body, and will return to my body soon.
“I can’t…”
“Elara can’t go with you, Blade. Enough! Let her be,” the other Alpha cuts in. He has quite the guts, and looks crazy. In fact, they both look crazy, giving the appearance of playboys, and heartbreakers. Interesting how they were making Elara look so important.
Anyway, she is a Luna. So basically, she is important.
“Alpha Arthur,” Alpha Blade calls out.
“What!?…. Alpha Arthur!?…. Like the evil, evil, Alpha Arthur!?” My jaw drops in shock, my finger pointing at the supposed Alpha Arthur.
It can’t be him, right? It just can’t be him. He is too handsome to be the ruthless, wicked, brutal, evil Alpha Arthur I’ve heard of. The young Alpha who took over the wickedness of his father. Nahhh…, he better be a different Alpha Arthur.
The supposed Alpha Arthur didn’t say a word to me. Rather, he sent his attention to Alpha Blade. “Blade, let’s have a talk outside. Elara is tired and needs rest,” he sounded very soft and caring, different from what I expected him to sound like.
Alpha Blade nodded his head. They both left the room.
Wa ooh! Such cute men. Elara must be very lucky with men, but they look controlling. Well, what do I know? Never had a proper romantic relationship with a man. Aside from the arranged man my parents prepared for me. He turned out to be a great mistake.
I don’t know what these two want to speak about. They should let me return. With the way their faces were cleared of confusion. I bet they now know I’m a different person living in Elara’s body. But why are they acting normal? Are they trying to make me live the life of Elara?
They dare not. I wish I had access to my phone, I would have called my parents. My father’s pack was very far away from the Nightshade pack, so I couldn’t mind-link him. I know this is the Nightshade pack, because I’ve heard so much about Alpha Arthur.
Well, I will have to wait for them to return and tell me what their decision is.
I fix myself on the wide luxurious Bed, waiting for the Alphas to make whatever decision they want to come up with, so I can tell them what I have in mind also.
But as I lay on the bed, it felt so comfortable on it, like my bed back home. Oh! How I miss my precious bed. I know my bed feels the same about me. Can’t wait to finally step out of here.
A yawn makes my mouth spread. My hand covered my lips as I rested my head comfortably on the pillow. Mmm!…. Feeling very sleepy already. I hate to deprive my body of good rest. I close my eyes, and allow my body fall into a very good sleep.
Why do I feel a hand moving on my body? What sort of dream is this that makes the feeling feel so real? Who has this hard hand caressing through my body? Why does this touch feel real on my skin?
Hmmmm…. Just when I thought I would have a nice sleep, a bad dream chose to cut me off.
The touch becomes more pronounced, and I feel a warm breath fan my skin. No! This is not a dream but real. Someone is definitely touching my skin.
I shoot my eyes open in a flash from my sleep, and they meet with that of Alpha Arthur, looking over me. He was lying by my side on the bed. What’s going on with him? Why is he so close to me once again?
Just when I make to speak, his palm holds the side of my right cheek, and he leans his face closer to me, about to kiss my lips.