Loved by My Archenemy

CHAPTER FIVE

YARA

How is it possible that we felt him close at school today? Could it be that he goes to nukhba too? No! I never noticed him. Could he be new? ‘not again yara’. Athena is probably rolling her eyes. I'm sorry Athena but a lot of times, I can't help it. Could it be that he attends my school?

These thoughts kept creeping up on me the whole day today, I paid little or no attention to my classes and extracurricular activities. Where is he? I kept thinking to myself.

I pulled myself out of bed to stop myself from thinking so much about him. I start to look around my big white and gold aesthetic room with so much satisfaction. I had chosen these colors because they depict me. Calm, beautiful, strong, and confident. *cough* ‘yeah right’ you know it's true Athena. I walked to my favorite spot in the room; the window. I have the best view of the Arabian beautiful desert and its elements; A beautiful sunset when the day is weak and the magnificent music played By the locals with the ancient darbuka and oud. Arabs pride string music and drums, when the night falls. I sat breezily on the soft pure white chaise Longue, which sits magnificently in front of my window. My attention was lost in the beauty of what lay in front of me, a beautiful pink cloud fused with orange and a little bit of purple. It was a sensation! and of course the artist of this euphoria, the sunset. I thought about how beautiful the desert is at sunset. A sight I have longed to see all my life. You see, Baba, being my father and best friend has almost no rules when it comes to me. But this one particular rule which he calls “a request”. DO NOT GO TO THE DESERT. The big room with the beautiful sight of the desert was his collateral to me, so it doesn't seem like I'm missing out on a lot. But I know I am. I want to go out there and see the sunset, I want to feel my foot sink into the hot red sand while I dance to the melodious tunes of the daburka and the oud in the beautiful Arabian night. But I know I can't have it all. Besides as the next Alpha, if I want to be taken seriously, I should follow the rule my baba has laid on me. It is already bad enough that I am female.

My thoughts were interrupted by the soft subtle knock on my door. I turned my attention slowly to the door “come in Zara”, I answered, I watched as my doorknob turned slowly and opened; revealing a light-skinned beautiful 10-year-old girl with the bluest eyes and blonde hair packed in a messy bun. my nana’s little daughter Zara. They've lived with us forever. Nana as we like to call her has been my nanny since birth. She has the warmest smiles and the safest hugs. Her daughter Zara is like the baby sister I never had. She comes in to check up on me every evening. I have been teaching her to communicate with her wolf. “I’m sorry I came in late today Yara, nana has been on my tail about doing chores lately” she gave out a frustrating sigh as she closed the door behind her and sat on the ottoman by the foot of my bed. “Good evening princess,” I said with a chuckle. She rolled her eyes in annoyance. She doesn't like it when I call her princess. She'd always think I'm teasing her. Just as she lifted her fingers and opened her mouth to protest, I way in trying to sound stern and serious “ I won't stop calling you princess, don't sweat it”. I said lifting my palm in objection. Zara blew a huff causing the hair on her face to unsettle. I smiled warmly at her, opening my arms motioning for a hug. She took the bait and fell on my chest. She smells like sweet coconuts. Zara and I sat on the Chaise Longue, admiring the pleasing view. We watched as the sky went from pink and purple to orange and then dark. The sun had finally taken its turn to rest. Zara broke from my chest with another long sigh “I can't do it Yara, I can't! She keeps fading away from me” now she's pacing around the room from one end to the other. I couldn't help but smile, she reminds me of myself. I remember being so sad and moody every day because I couldn't get a hold of Athena. Baba had to teach me patience and meditation. I walked up to Zara still smiling calmly. I held her by the shoulder and said subtly “breathe..” she closed her eyes and with a tear falling down her cheek she mouthed “ I can't” I held her with a stronger grip and continued “it is not as hard as you think Zara. Breath let her loose.” Zara started to breathe anxiously and loudly. I can only imagine how difficult it is for her. Zara fell on the off-white furry floor mat laid at the center of the room still crying and trying to catch her breath. I sat adjacent to her holding both her hands. “Breathe” I continued. Zara held on to me... “Stay with me Yara” she whispered. I cupped her up to my body and rocked her to sleep. I stayed there lying with her for what felt like an eternity. Thinking about how overwhelming it was for me too.

A sudden knock came on the door followed by a voice calling out to me “Yara?” this caused Zara to wake up abruptly. She's probably still overwhelmed about her wolf. I lifted myself to sit still holding on to her. With a weak and tired voice, I responded “come in” the door opened, and standing by the door was ammi. She walked in looking a little worried. Zara and I were trying to get off the soft fluffy floor mat. “Dinner is ready girls. I made chicken biryani. Your favorite” she said motioning to Zara. Zara got up with so much excitement and gave ammi a tight hug “oh thank you ammi. It's just what I needed” she said excitedly she quickly released ammi and dashed her way down the stairs to the dining room. I looked at her as she went with so much relief. I'm glad she isn't as sad anymore. “ what is that about?” Ammi let out chuckling. “She was down about finding her wolf earlier. I'm glad she's over it now” I replied. Just when I was about to make my way to the dining room. Ammi called out to me, “Yara? Before you go downstairs, it's Important I talk to you”. I froze. could it have been a call from the school? Oh no. My palm started to sweat. I'm not ready to talk about what happened in Morocco and my weird affection for a boy I don't know anything about with ammi. “Yara?” ammi called on to me again. My attention had shifted again. “Y..yes Ammi” I replied stammering. I closed my eyes shut and put my palm behind me. Ammi looked at me with growing suspense. “Are you okay? Did you get what I said?” she asked worriedly. “Yes ammi,” I said trying to sound firm and truthful. Ammi sat on my bed and tapped on the space next to her motioning for me to join her. I hesitated for a while, forcing my legs to move forward I went on to sit next to her. “Yara..” Ammi started. I took a long breath waiting for a scold.