Linda Ronstandt - Somewhere out there
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SKYE POV - CHAPTER 3
"I didn't think I'd catch you tonight" Skyler, my twin sister, voices over the phone after calling at least 5 times.
"Well, obviously you would after calling me that many times. It should be illegal, you know."
She laughs. "I wouldn't be calling if it wasn't important."
"Speak to your big brother and tell me what's wrong, mousy." I swear. If she was standing infront of me, she'd give me a flying kick right through my handsome face. She hates that name with a passion and swore if she ever heard it again she'd make me regret it.
"Don't start. You should be lucky I'm on the other side of the world, or I'd break your impenetrable windows with one kick to your smelly ass gut." I swear, I can see her nostrils flare up, as always.
"Back to the reason why I called. You were right, money has been going missing. And it seems like you have your stand-in CEO to be blamed for this. He thought he could fool me, a world-famous, top of her class, number 1 hacker." She heckles as if she swallowed the strongest witch in town.
I sigh. I should have known. Being 24 and owning one of the largest architectural companies in the world, these things are bound to happen. They discriminate my age and think I am some dumb trust fund brat that inherited something too big for my hands and brain.
At the tender age of 14, I never thought I wanted to follow in my father's footsteps. I never had a liking for architecture, but seeing what the mind and hands can build, is an imaginary universe out of its own. You can create the house you always dreamed of, the office you work so hard for.
At age 15, I learned the ropes and the ins and outs of architecture. At the time, my father only had 2 offices. Headquarters in our city and another office in London. When I turned 18, I took over. It took me 6 years to build this business into the success that it is today. 7 offices all around the world. 1 in each continent besides Antarctica. This resulted in 2 offices in North America. And I will be damned if I let some nobody trample all of what I built to the ground.
"You know what to do" I tell her, smirking because this is what she hates.
"Do I have to keep doing your dirty work for you? I mean, you do have men to do all this, and you sent your sister." I can picture her rolling her eyes, but she agrees anyway for the Bradford name.
"I love you, keep me posted"
"Whatever," she says before she drops the call.
Skyler never wanted to be in the family business, but being linked to the Bradford name, you don't have a choice. She may be the family geek with all her tech stuff, but she's also the wildest Bradford, and sometimes I wonder if she's even really my twin. We are total opposites. I am the Alpha of one of the largest and strongest packs in the world, my personality is bound to be head strong and firm. She, on the other hand, has a screw lose in the upstairs area. She's care free and does not live up to society or her responsibilities. And that's what most people admire about her. She does not give 2 snicker doodles of what others think.
"Mr Bradford, it's 8pm on a Friday night, and you're sitting in the office." Lacy, my assistant says as she steps into my office.
"I could tell you the same thing. I know why I am here but why are you here?" I asked. She's always the first person out of the office, even though I require her to be by my side 24/7.
"Believe it or not, I forgot my phone and had to come back. I swear, my sister is driving me crazy with all this wedding planning. I might have left it here on purpose instead." She laughs. "But anyway, have a good evening Mr Bradford, see you on Monday and do not stay too late at the office." She says before she leaves.
After a long day at the office, I do not have the energy for the long drive back home. Being the CEO and a genius has its perks. I designed my office with a built-in room in case I had to stay late and not drive back to the pack house.
Not too long after I took a shower and got into bed, I drifted off to sleep.
I wake up in the pack clearing. Alone. It's dark, and the only light is the beautiful shine of the moon.
A voice reaches out and I turn so fast, I swear whiplash sang all its praises because not only does that voice sound angelic, but I swear I saw the most beautiful white wolf ever.
She's mesmorising. Fur as white as snow and shines like the moon. Breathtaking. A scent follows; honey and strawberries with a mixture of vanilla. It's mouthwatering, and it's screaming to go closer and touch her.
She sees me and calls out, but I can't hear a thing. And even though I try to move closer, something pulls me far away, and I am turned to the other side, away from the wolf.
My heart yearns, but before I can resist the pull, my body is engulfed in flames. Fire like I've never seen or felt before. My body has a mind of its own and moves five steps forward. I tried to turn around and go to her but everytime something stops me.
Infront of me appears a mirror and I can see my reflections. I gasped in horror because infront of me, stood a large black wolf with blood-red eyes, black fur fired up in shocking red flames. Is that my wolf?
Hello Skye. He says.
I can't move. I can't speak.
Don't worry, everything will happen in due time.
And just like that, he's gone. I am back in my human body, but my eyes are still glowing red like there's a fire alive in them.
The beautiful white wolf appears behind me. I run my hand through her fur and I swear it's as soft as silk. I've never seen a wolf this beautiful and I swear the Gods tripled my heart in size, because all I feel now is love.
Love I never thought I would feel.
A connection I never thought I could have.
Bliss I never thought would fall over my soul.
A knot I never knew could be tied so perfectly into one.
Making me whole.
Find me..
My eyes fluttered open, and I swear I could feel that perfectly tied knot break.
It was all a dream, but it felt so real. The love I never imagined I could feel, felt so real like she was made for me. This beautiful white wolf that completes my very existence.
My mate. My one true love is out there, and she wants me to find her.
After the whole ordeal, why is doubt the only thing I am feeling?
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