Isabella’s POV
I felt the warm heat of the sun surrounding me as I began to feel myself aroused from my peaceful sleep. I opened my eyes slowly and the sound of small birds singing cheerfully, greeting me. As I felt wide awake now, somehow feeling refreshed and found myself on my bed. ‘How did I get here?’ I thought to myself but still daren’t to get up from the position that I was laying in. I was feeling comfortable on my bed after such a long while. Then, remembering that Elila was here last night, I looked around my room, from the side of my bed to the balcony’s window. She wasn’t there. Did she leave as soon as I slept?
Taking a sigh, I stretch my body as much as I could and somehow smiled giddily from thinking of the night before….on how Elila came and cheered me up in such a weird way….yet undeniably unique. I chuckled lightly thinking again of how she was as an adorable baby wolf. ‘Oh yes, Wolfie suits her so well,’ I thought cheekily even after thinking how she punished me with such torture that I was out of breath! Then I think of how delicate and caring she could be…..how warm her body warms my entire being. I blushed at that thought, wondering if Elila ever thought that the situation was a little too intimate. And then, I began to think on how easily aroused Elila could be by just looking at me – I being helpless beneath her. Wearing such a thin material of a white night gown, I should have the decency to realize on how obvious it would show my upper body, but no. I somehow knew at that point of time that Elila is too aroused seeing me that way, I looked at her glowing eyes that show the sign of hunger and such lust. I should feel terrified at that point of time, but no…I was thinking of how she would just claim me with the state we were both in. I couldn’t help thinking that it was a much better situation to claim me, rather than in the lockers room earlier yesterday. And that was why, I didn’t back down last night for I myself found it oh-so-sexy of being claim…like that. Then, realizing of what I just thought, I blushed furiously and covered my face with a pillow and groaned with embarrassment. Yet my body seems to be tingling with delight of those naughty thoughts of mine and somehow screaming to me that they yearn for her touch. Not Melvin’s……but Elila’s. ‘Oh God, is this the sign of mating? Am I in season or something?’ I thought confusingly, comparing myself with a female wild cat. ‘Or is this just lust of wanting to be touch for the first time?’ Confusions run wildly in my mind.
Suddenly, from a near distance I hear the sound of my mobile phone ringing. I groaned lazily and rolled over to the side, remembering that I left my phone on the floor. Looking at the floor to search for the phone, I found it just where I left it last night yet I didn’t pick the phone up as I was a little too lazy so I checked the Caller ID. I rolled my eyes seeing that the caller is Melvin. I didn’t have the heart to talk to him since our fight last night…or the guiltiness of thinking about intimacy with another person rather than with him just now, but yet apart of me feared that if I don’t answer his call, he would hurt me again. ‘Should I or should I not answer his call?’ I questioned myself slowly….debating the reasons on what will happen if I pick up or not. Finally, I got off the bed and ignore the ringing as I went to my bathroom and stripped off and took a hot shower. But then my body was still warm that was given to me by Elila’s very own body so I turned the temperature to a warmer heat and enjoyed a satisfying long shower.
Finally, leaving the bathroom while drying my hair with a towel, my phone was still ringing and I realized that Melvin was still trying to get me, but I ignored it and continued humming softly while checking on my wardrobe, wondering what to wear for today. Making up my mind, I pulled out a soft yellow cardigan which has a V-shape collar and a 3rd quarter of sleeves and matched it with faded blue comfortable jeans. I make up my mind that I have no such mood to go out today like I always do so I wish to dress up something comfortable and stay home with my family. Singing lightly while dressing up, I combed my still wet hair and walked out of the room while ignoring the continuous ringing of my phone and went downstairs.
As I reached downstairs, I went to look for my parents and found them in the living room. My father was as usual, reading his favourite book while my mother was looking through some pictures in a photo album. I happily greeted hello and went over to my father to kiss him on the cheek and particularly hop over to my mother and sat beside her, snuggling like a little kitten, enjoying my mother’s warmness. I felt my mother smiled warmly, slightly amused of my behaviour.
“Why dear, you seem to be happy about something? Are you going out today?”
“No mum, I just want to spend time with you both. Would that be alright?” I asked pouting slightly.
I could see my parents raising their eyebrows in surprise. Usually during the weekends, I always seem to go out without failure.
“Well, that’s nice dear. Why don’t you have your breakfast first then we could do something together?”
“Sure dad!” I said happily and jumped off the sofa and walk to the kitchen. As I was there, little did I know that my parents were talking about me in the living room.
In the Living Room….
“Isabella seems to be in such a good mood today,” said the father with a soft smile.
“Yes…yet a little puzzling. I wonder what she could be so happy about?” the mother said suspiciously.
“Oh, perhaps it must be that Elila came over last night to her bedroom,” he said confidently as he remembered last night, hearing cries of laughter and unmistakably heard two female voices from his daughter’s room.
“Elila? When did this happen? I thought they were ‘separated?” the mother said in surprise.
“Don’t worry. I think it was not really that long and possibly they are starting back their friendship again.”
The mother grows silent by this thought. Since she first heard of her daughter’s future partner was already destined to be with someone like Elila Savage, good girl yet not entirely human, let’s just say she slowly accepts it yet fears for her daughter’s protection as well. It saddens her a little when she had seen Isabella trying so hard to go against that destiny and try forcing herself to date with a boy like Melvin. Hmm, a good boy yet she felt there is something amiss.
“Do you think….”
“Hmmm….?” asked the father questioningly to his wife.
“Do you think that our only daughter would choose her destiny with Elila? Or would they just be…friends?” she asked hesitantly.
The father thought about this. He knew that giving his only child to a member of a powerful clan as its mate is a huge thing as from what he learns about the protectors and also another new-born protectors in this city that is The Savage clan, Isabella would be the first in the history to be claim as a human mate with one of theirs. As he thirsts for history, he has been learning with awe of these families that have been keeping this city from harm for 70 over years…during the time of his grandfather and also during the time where these magical families moved to this city with a duty to protect. Of course, as both families are equally good yet different in so many ways, the battle between these two have been going on for years till the time of peace came that happens 17 years ago where the love between a Savage male and a healer female fell in love, and that was none other than Jacques Savage and Selena Falcon, Elila’s own parents. The first forbidden love between the two clans and the first to love another outside their own clans as it was such a law to find a partner in their very own clan, as for the blood must always be pure. Even being a Savage, and their instincts and soul always reveal to whom is their true mate, it has always been in from their very own clan; if not in this city yet probably their cousins’ clans from another city that have been descended directly from the original Savage clan centuries ago as the number of clans becomes bigger and bigger over the years.
But, William Brooke always ponders why Elila Savage herself has a different mate than the others? Such like her very own father Jacques Savage whose true mate is Selena Falcon, different than him? What are God’s plans in this? Would Elila’s descendants would be the ones that take different mates in the future? Such a hard thing to answer something so complicated.
“Darling?” asked the mother worriedly.
William jerked slightly from his serious thoughts and realized that he hasn’t answered his wife’s questions. His thoughts wonder again of her questions. The important question is, whatever happens in the future would he accept this? Finally, relaxing a little he opens his book again to continue his reading.
“Time will tell dear…that it should be wise to wait and see.”