13 –Affairs to Remember

FROM the balcony of the hotel she rented, H could see the lights coming from the ongoing traffic below. Regardless of the chilly wind that touched her face, she remained in the open terrace.

Her eyes glanced at the woman sleeping in the huge bed. The smooth, tanned back of the snoozing woman was on display as she lay on her front. If she was the woman she used to be, she would have been with her messing the bed.

He is one of us. Your son is one of us.

Those words kept on ringing in her head. The reality of those statements has not sunk in yet.

You’re my mate, H. You and I are destined to be together.

She shook her head a few times to refrain from thinking of the words that Yna has told her before they separated on that dreadful day.

The day when she learned the biological father of her son was also the day she found out who Ynara was. She thought they called her princess for the sake of endearment. She thought wrong.

Yna is indeed a princess.

H exhaled.

Never in her wildest dream that she would be entangled with the supernatural world. All her life she lived in the reality that it was only the human and animals that exist in this world. She felt very naïve to learn that the characters from the children’s books exist, too.

She went and survived wars. She knew the consequences of human greed for power from the battle that she went through during her life as a soldier. She knew how stupidity takes lives. These were the reality that she was familiar with and knew perfectly how to live with it.

Her life went 360 when she met Yna. Their first encounter was way different. It was in fact part of her being a jerk. She just wanted to get rid of a woman and Yna was there standing so innocent and gorgeous.

The likes of Yna were never her type. She wanted a woman who is willing and experienced. However, she found herself attracted to her like a magnet. H never knew what possessed her to follow Yna like a lost puppy.

In her younger years, being committed to a single woman was history. When she gave birth to Maxim, she promised herself that her son will always be her priority. Committing to another person will not be on her list.

When she met Yna, she wanted to have the woman to herself. She went after her so that she can claim the woman for herself. She even thought that it was just a phase. Like a teenager, she pursued her until she finally called her hers.

And she did. For a moment.

The women that she often visits for her needs were forgotten when she dated Yna. The promise that she told herself that there will be no more commitment again went out the window. For a while, Yna became her world.

She never questioned herself why she treated nor behaved differently towards her new girlfriend. She did not even know why she bared her soul to her or trusted her like she never did to anyone.

More than a week ago, she faced the man who endangered her son. More than a week ago she learned who fathered her son. She finally met the person who made her distrust the organization that she embraced for years.

Less than two weeks ago she met Princess Ynara Rupert. She found out why her girlfriend for months has a very brief bio. She discovered why there was very little information about Ynara Hansen.

“Come to bed.”

A pair of slim arms embraced her from behind. Without turning, she knew that Nala is standing naked. She could feel every curves of her front on her back. H no longer felt the desire she used to feel when the same warm body touched hers.

“I’ll be there in a sec.”

“We can do something about your lack of sleep.” The Indian girl said seductively behind her ear.

She faced the woman. She gave her a smile. Nala put her arms on her shoulders. The gorgeous woman pressed her body closer.

“Join me in bed, H.”

“I’ll join you later.”

Nala stared at her intently. Her dark deep-seated eyes were focused on her gray orbs.

“Lovebug finally got you.”

Nala sighed when she did not deny it.

The tanned woman pressed her head on top of her chest. H embraced her.

“I’m going to miss you, H.”

“Same here, I guess.”

“My husband wants to have a child. Maybe this is a sign that I should finally give in to what he wants.”

“A baby is a blessing.”

“I know.”

Nala moved away from her arms. She paced to where the restroom was. H remained standing as her eyes followed the silhouette of the woman who has been her ‘friend’ for two years.

Slowly, the ‘friend’ that she could call in time for her personal need is leaving. Yna sneaked into her system like a plague. Little by little she invaded her being.

Princess Ynara Rupert. The second princess of the werewolf kingdom.

She laughed to herself. Knowing that werewolves exist is hard to grasp but learning that she is the mate of a werewolf princess is crazier than it sounds. How could the characters of the children’s storybook mess up the story of her life? And her, oh god, her son.

Apparently, Maxim has a werewolf blood. The asshole who owned the other half of her son’s DNA was a full-blooded werewolf. Her precious son is a half-breed.

She was in denial when Yna told her that Maxim was one of them. Yna specifically told her the indicators that Maxim has werewolf genes.

Maxim was never a sickly baby. The booboos that he had in the past healed quickly. He was stronger than most kids and his physique was bigger than most kids his age. She thought he got it from her because she is also taller than most women at 6 feet. As a parent, she was thankful that her son is a very healthy child.

Her eyes turned to Nala when she went out of the bathroom. She was freshly showered. She continued watching the woman until she finished prepping herself.

H entered the suite. She closed the sliding door of the balcony. It was five in the morning according to the clock on the wall.

Nala stood up from the vanity. She is very beautiful wearing the uniform of the airline she works for.

The Indian woman approached her. She caressed her cheek.

“Get the girl. Be happy, H.”

Nala grabbed the traveling bag and pulled it towards the door, out of her life.

H once again left alone in the silence of the suite. The thoughts of Yna raided her mind.

She closed her eyes when she recalled the words she said when she left Yna in the manor. She can still remember the pain that flashed on her face when she uttered those words.

“Can I really do this?” She whispered. This time asking herself.

She exhaled.

Last week with Valerie, she found herself stopping from making out with the woman. The kisses between them seemed not enough to continue in the privacy of a bedroom. She visited another bar and tried to hook up with a random woman. When the woman put her hand on her legs, she felt electrocuted. She went home that night angry and frustrated. With a stinging cheek, too.

Last night with Nala ended the same. Her fuck buddy for two years went to sleep naked and sexually deprived.

H found herself cannot have sex with anyone. Not that she already had sex with Yna. Her girlfriend for months is still a virgin. H wanted to applaud herself for her patience. Cuddling with Yna seems to be enough for her.

Is this how it felt to have a mate? Have your thoughts revolved around the person destined for you? Is this why she is being possessive towards Yna? Is this why she wanted Yna from the start? Is their being mated the reason why their relationship seemed to escalate really fast? Is this why she felt sheltered around Yna?

If their being mated is the reason for the behavior she had from the start of their encounter, why did she feel vulnerable at the same time?

And, her son, how is she going to tell her son that there is another world aside from the human world? Is he going to react like she did?

Wait. Does Yna turn into a huge wolf? God, will her son turn into a puppy?