Together Again

Dragana POV

Art’s kiss still lingered on me, as did his scent. There was something comforting about him. Did I feel sparkles? Yes, indeed. Connection – absolutely. But he was not Roman, I thought, it was not the same. “If I may interject”, I heard Aisha’s voice. “Please Aisha. Please tell me what you feel”, I said, feeling almost guilty for taking advantage of her advice whilst I still did not fully connect with her. It felt as if I were taking advantage of her, and I did not like that. I was going to apologize to her, but I needed to hear what she wanted to say first. “First of all, do not think you are taking advantage of me. I know what you are thinking, Dragana, and I know this is new to you, but both Vasilla and I are aware of your thoughts, your fears, your desires and wants at all times. I know this is new to you, but this is how shifter bonds work. Essentially, we are one, and whatever you feel, we feel. Whatever you want, we want. Whatever hurts you, hurts us. Now, do not get me wrong, there maybe times we disagree, but those disagreements are usually focused around mate bonds. You see, some Lycans and werewolves will cheat on their fated mates. We do not approve of that, and about this we will disagree.”



“I would never cheat on my fated mate!”, I almost screamed. “I know you would not, sweetheart, but I was just trying to explain as I realize this is new to you. All this would have been clear if you had embraced your Lycanthrope side when you first felt us. And, honey, I understand why you did not. But I am asking for your patience and consideration on this – you cannot grow your full power as a Tribrid if you do not let us guide you. And we are both here to help”, she rationalized. A huge wave of guilt hit me. She was of course right. If I did not try to denounce her, half of this would never have been an issue. “Again, Dragana, I can hear and feel you. Please stop blaming yourself!! I want us to be strong. There is something coming, something none of us will like. I know you feel it. There are dark energies and dark powers moving across the land, something I have never sensed before. And if we are to stand a chance, we need to be unified. You need to be complete, and this time for good. You need to be able to access your full power!!!”, she explained again. I thought back of all the times I blamed her, all the times I was upset with her. Yet, here she was, ever so patient, ever so supportive.



“How do you do this??? How do you love me so much as to forgive me???”, I asked, genuinely flabbergasted by the wisdom of my wolf. “I am you and you are me. I understand the concept of maybe still alien to you, as you are still learning, but to hurt you, is to hurt myself and to hurt our scared bond. Of all wolves ever, I was chosen by the Goddess to be yours Dragana, and despite our challenges, I am beyond honored to be paired with such an honest and beautiful soul!!!”, she stated, simply making my eyes water and my heart break. I was not fair to her. In fact, if I thought about it, I was extremely horrible to her. I denied her, tried to sever the bond, and even after I realized my true nature and who I am, I still pushed her aside, discarded her. That had to have hurt, yet here she was, supporting me, trying to help me. What have I done????!!!



“Aisha”, I said in a small voice, not even knowing how to communicate with her right now. “Darling, again, I am you and you are me. I already know what you will say. All is forgiven.” I knew I treated her badly. I took my pain and frustrations out on her and she did not deserve that. In fact, she deserved my utmost loyalty, love, and devotion. I thought of years in the pack, when I was a prisoner, or shall we say a guest, given the actual truth, and the only two things I could always rely on, were the visions of her in my dreams and the voice of what I now know was Vasilla guiding me, loving me, supporting me in times I felt alone, when the skies were dark and I was desperate. In fact, there were times when I thought of her as my only friend. And now, given the chance to do it right, I totally and royally fucked up!



“How can I make this up to you??? How can I fix this between us??”, I asked, guilt again washing over me. “For one, I need you to stop feeling guilty. I have waited for you all your life; do you think a few weeks make a difference???” she said with a chuckle. Of course, she was right. I truly was blessed beyond measure to have a wolf of such wisdom and understanding. “Thank you, Aisha,”, I said, starting to sob. All the pain and hurt were leaving me, but guilt was still there, and I could not help but cry my eyes out about how unfair I had been to her, how much I hurt her. “You wanna make it up to me?”, she asked now playfully. I was still crying but perked up at her voice and was curious as to how. “Let’s go for a run!! And after that, I would like to meet Emir, Art’s Wolf. That is my answer also to your doubts about Art. Let me meet his wolf”, she asked.