ALANA

“William…” I called his name over and over again while basking inside the most familiar and most comfortable warmth of his body.

“I am Alana, William. I am… was your mate!” I explained while my tears continued pouring down.

My feelings inside were mixed. I felt angry, sad, betrayed, relieved, and revengeful that I don’t know what to feel first. But all I know is that I am filled with so much happiness for finally remembering it all even if it’s five years late.

My heart is in rebellion for the people who made me forget the man that I vowed that I would be for the rest of...