ALPHA KING'S BOOKWORM LUNA

Episode 2

AMARIS POINT OF VIEW

I flopped down on the sofa after putting down my bag and books at the center table. I stretched wide my hands and straightened my feet and looked-up before slowly shifting my gaze around the house. But before the feeling of sadness consume me, i suddenly got up and make my way towards the kitchen.

"Okay, come on self, let's see what we can cook for today", i mumbled.

Im used to talking to myself given my situation for two years now of being alone.

Sometimes, i would just turn the television on or the stereo and up the volume so i wont feel the emptiness of the house.

Maycee's home is just a meter away but i dont feel like going there today just like the passed 2 weeks.

I bring out my phone from my pocket and put on a music and connected it to the stereo. I love listening to music while doing something, the vibrations from it gives me more energy to do the task easier. Once done, i put my phone down on the counter- top and made my way towards the pantry.

"What do we have here, hmmn?"

I scanned the trays and holders.

"Aha! I knew it. We're going to make some good treats self," im talking to myself loudly as if there's someone inside me thats going to talk back.

I grabbed all the ingredients that i will be needing and put them on top of the table before i go to washed my hands. I lazily put on my apron and started to prepare the foods that im going to make.

I dont know if its just me, but i can eat any breakfast meal any time of the day. Weird right? But thats me. I guess im really someone who's totally different then.

I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights

No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch

I said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night

Oh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust

(Hey, hey, hey)

I'm running out of time

'Cause I can see the sun light up the sky

So I hit the road in overdrive, baby, oh

I cant help myself but sing- along and slowly sway my body with the music thats playing. And hell yeah, its Blinding Lights by The Weeknd. I may be a plain Jane when it comes to my fashion choices but come on, i love these songs like everyone else, you know.

When i finally put the tray inside the oven, i cleaned- up everything and removed my apron before grabbing my phone and step outside, closing the kitchen door.

I took the book that i was reading and flopped myself on the lazyboy. Its a werewolf story. And i can so relate to the Luna. as for the Alpha, well, im so in love with him. I haven't had any boyfriends before but reading these books give me hint on my preferences on how my future man should be.

There are nights that i sit by my window for some fresh air. And i often wish and dream of my mate. Where could he be right now? What was he doing? Whats his position in the pack? How does he look like? What will be his reaction when we finally met? Will he accept or reject me? The thought of rejection gives me chills coming up my spine. Like, what would it feel like? Will i be able to endure the pain or i would rather die that feel the excruciating pain brought about by rejection? Will i be able to tolerate the sight of him with another woman?

There are also weekends, when i go for a run early in the morning. And i would stop by the man-made forest along the way. Looking inside to where my sight could take me. Feeling like someone is watching over me. I am so tempted to go inside and explore what might be waiting for me within. Is there a chance for me to meet my soulmate in the deep center of the forest? Can this be a territory that he belongs to where we can live together? How would it feel to be finally united with him? Will i also feel those butterflies inside me?

The beeping sound from the kitchen allerted my senses. I fixed my glasses that was about to fall down and dragged my sleepy self to where the kitchen was.

I opened the door to the kitchen and the intoxicating scent of vanilla and cinnamon suddenly caught my heightened sense of smell that my droopy eyes closed in accord and i sniffed the air as the scent grows stronger with each second that passes by.

'MATE', clicked unto the back of my head

I abruptly opened my eyes to search for him.

But i suddenly wanted to cry at the sight in front of me.

Only to realize that im baking cinnamon rolls and waffles in the kitchen. And well yeah, thats where the smell comes from.

'Duh Amaris' i whispered as i rolled my eyes on my own nonsense daydreams.

I walked inside to unplug my waffle maker first before checking on the cinnamon rolls inside the oven. Seeing it needs a little bit more time to finish, i took out some plate and put the waffle in it before setting it in the table. I grabbed myself a stool to sit down as i wait for the cinnamon rolls to finish.

A smile formed on my lips thinking about how entranced i am to those stories that i am reading that i actually felt them so real. I didnt stiffle the chuckle thats been wanting to come out of my throat as i stared at the oven im front of me.