Someone
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Chapter 4 - ??? - Samuel
SPLASH!
The loud noise of something falling into the water could be heard from afar as the body sank into the depths of darkness.
... She couldn't feel anything... She felt nothing as her body continued to sink deep into the water...
... Yet...
A cry made she open her eyes, a cry that called for her without saying her name as they begged her to be fine where she was now, begged her to be at peace.
She didn't know why, but hearing such words cut her heart as pain rushed through her chest. She wanted to comfort him, tell him that she would be there for him, but she no longer could...
Fighting against the force of the water, she just wanted to find the owner of that voice, even if it was useless in between the darkness.
... She just wanted to go to his side...
Tears welled in her eyes even if she didn't understand how it was possible, however, the emotions behind them were real as she wanted to ask him for forgiveness.
Apologizing for what happened, as she could have avoided it all as guilt rose in the chest as she heard him cry for her.
... Her breath seemed to be running out as her body once again was being pulled down when she saw a ray of light, a sign of hope in the darkness...
"JOSEPH!"
"JOSEPH!!!" She called his name, not even knowing how she knew it, but the only thing that mattered was that she needed to get back to him, back to his side.
Hands stained om red in that strange world as she tried to break the barrier that separated them, allowing only her to see him in what seemed to be his room.
"JOSEPH! Joseph!" She called uselessly once more for the Alpha, tears would probably trickle down her face if she wasn't there, the crystalline water turned in red before her eyes, but she didn't seem to care about it. "Joseph..."
They had never met in life, but her heart wept for him, missed the warmth she had never known.
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"Do you really need to go on this trip?" I asked sitting on the king-size bed, watching the light-haired young Alpha packing his and his husband's things in the suitcase. Wait... I mean his Mate.
"I swear, you're worse than my brothers," Kristian replied by rolling his eyes as usual when I disturbed him. "Are you sure that you're older than me?"
"As far as I know I am," I mentioned looking at the book that was on the nightstand on what seemed to be Jack's side.
"... But anyway, what do you want with me, Sam?" Walking away from the suitcase, he asked me. "Knowing you, I'm sure you didn't come here just to ask me about my trip with Jack."
That was the strange fact about my Werewolf friend. He seemed to know me perfectly like the back of his hand as if we had been friends for years now, and I wasn't sure if it was because he had been her victim too, or if it was something else that made me feel so close to him.
... Even if he already belonged to someone else...
"Sam? Sam, Sam. Samuel!" His voice calling out to me reminded me of where I was.
"So-sorry. Sorry, Kristian." I said, getting up before heading toward the door, telling him that I remembered I needed to do something important, which was a complete lie since I had nothing else to do in that huge house besides being alone with my thoughts.
Kristian was my friend, and just this, but sometimes I couldn't stop thinking about him as something else, thinking about how strong he was for never giving up on his way back to his family, to his other half, which was a kind of courage that I didn't know if I had inside me after all... It was just so easier to give up.
... Even if that was never the right answer...
The young man who I knew for just a few months was everything that I wasn't. Kris would always try to motivate me in all my mistakes when learning to fight, learning to use "correctly" my powers, he would always encourage me to no give up, to keep going on as everything would work out in the end.
... And I hoped it was true...
That at least one thing would work out for me.
... I knew the feelings that were borning in my chest were useless, and that no one else could be a better choice to be Kristian's partner than Jack as the Alphas couple were perfect together, and not even I could deny that, no matter how much I wanted to.
Remembering how the other man fought on that day, it was clear to me that they had the same courage, and desire to protect each other even if it would cost their own lives.
... Mates...
They were the perfect example of the yet unfamiliar term to me that seemed to be common to the Werewolves who lived for this simple word as if it was the most important thing in the world to them.
... And maybe it really was for them...
However, it all seemed to be more like a fairy tale story, too unrealistic to me if it wasn't for Kristian and Jackson that made it all look so simple, so beautiful, so... Enviable, making me wish I could have someone like they have each other, someone who could understand my past, my pains...
Someone who could understand and fill the void that I felt.
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