AMIRA
I ran into my room and slammed the door shut behind me. My heart was pounding, and now that I was alone, I could worry about what had happened earlier.
The reality of my situation sank in, and panic set in as I worried about the voice, I kept hearing during the party and the overwhelming feeling that engulfed me when I touched Soren.
Was the voice real? Was the overwhelming feeling that overtook me at our touch real? I had a million questions and no answer.
I knew that what I felt was a mate bond. I’ve studied so much about it in history classes to understand what it felt like theoretically, but this was never supposed to happen. How do I tell anyone about this?
“Is anyone listening to me? Are you real?” I asked in my head, wondering if the voice I had heard has somehow belonged
