Destiny

Chapter 1

The beginning is an illusion,

The ending is an illusion.

Yet, the journey is a reality.

Nina

Focusing on the screen instead of looking back at the people walking on the aisle to their seats.

Realising my leg shaking, I placed my hand on the top to make it stop. The programs on the screen aren't interesting compared to the international flights.

International flights. International flights.. International flights...

I cringed remembering Amma's words to buy food from duty-free. I made sure to feel my nails digging at my hairline.

I can't eat the unhealthy, unclean, limited amount of aeroplane food.

" I watch the video where the air hostess themselves warn on drinking water on an aeroplane," Asha whispers

" You won't like the food the plane gives," Amma whispers next.

Slowly and steadily they speak on the matter while I try to find a show to block them. But they are getting stronger and shrieking.

The sudden thug on the next seat spread their germs of happiness. Relaxing my heart and guts. I hated it.

" Hi, I'm Geeta's brother, Krish," He gave his huge hand to shake.

I don't like touching. I ignored him focusing on the cartoons that I can watch.

The germs of his are working through my stomach forming into butterflies.

" Conceal your aura it's disturbing me," Eye contact with an average Indian eye countdown second, one, two, three.

I look back at my screen hoping he listens.

" Sorry, I can't. Emotions of happiness should be spread like butter in bread," He chuckled at his poor metaphor.

SPREAD LIKE BUTTER IN BREAD?

Spread of bunch of butterflies, sharing their aura of happiness. That sounds much better.

Distract, Distract... Distract.

I will watch the Tom and Jerry show. Singing the song like it stamped my soul since childhood.

The flight moved to take off and the shake of the seat welcomed back the irregular beats of heart and guts. Similar to his.

The cries of children on the flight echoed in my wolfie ears. Shrieking like nails scratching the board.

Think. Think.. Think...

Think about my plan...

1) Find the rightful heir to the Alpha title... How?

Commanding the Alpha. One day work.

2) Make the rightful heir the Alpha of the Aurna pack. Simple pimple.

The flight is on the air. The germs of his have increased. Focusing on the screen and ignoring him, while he is looking out the window with a huge smile.

My body hair raised texturing bubble-like on my skin. He is looking at me with concealed aura!

" I will scratch your eyes out if you look at me again," I warn with a low growl still looking at the screen.

" Sorry, it's just that with the...," I growled at him again and looked at his average eyes counting one, two, three.

I turn back to the Tom and Jerry show. He is looking at his screen as he caved inwards.

The lighthead barge in, pulling me through the seat into the mist of darkness until...

..." Why did you make him the Alpha so quickly, Nina?" Asha shouted sending a straight line of pain from my ear to my mind.

" He is a coward. That can be easily overthrown," Disha explained normally.

" I did my mission as you all told me," I defended ignoring the tightness of my throat.

" You did it on purpose! You didn't care about the pack or... EVEN OUR LIVES, NINA," Asha yelled making my brain beat fast and hard.

I care about our lives, it's just I don't like to show. Showing affection always backfires.

" My work hasn't been finished yet, Asha. Stop controlling me!" I yelled back.

The heaviness pulls me back through the darkness into...

Back in my aeroplane seat where the screen is playing Tom and Jerry's show.

" Nina, are you okay?" He asked. I watch in slow motion as his hand reaches out to touch me.

I showed my palm and watched Tom and Jerry.

So my plan will fail?

"You are impatient," Asha shouted causally.

"The world isn't ending, Nina. You can slow down," Luv frowns.

"Patience is the key to success, " Papa spoke sternly.

Distract. Distract... Distract!

I WILL WRITE A BOOK!