Ascian took a shower and wrapped a towel around his waist as he walked out of the room. Walking out of the room, he simply walked towards the kitchen as he looked at Mirela who was cooking. Stopping at the door, he watched her for a while as his heartbeat increased. He loved her, he fucking loved her. Just like she always wanted him to do. He had already fallen in love with her. Even if she was not in his life for years, he loved her without stopping.

"Wait a few more minutes" looking back at him, she smiled. Ascian sighed and nodded at her. He wasn't feeling hungry at all. He was full with her in his arms again after so many years. Without moving his eyes from her, he watched the way she cooked. Wearing his shirt and tying her hair into a bun she just simply looked like the same girl he saw at the first time.


He couldn't even believe that it's already been twenty one years since they met for the first time. Gazing at her creamy white legs for a while he chuckled, not wanting to bully her anymore. He was hard again but he didn't want to make her exhausted again. Last night was enough. Watching her for a while he walked away from the kitchen and entered the room again. Then he changed into his pants. Walking inside of her room, he opened a cupboard.

Then he saw there was a little album inside of the cupboard. He waited for a while and took it out as he walked towards the bed and sat on it. Then he opened the album. His lips curled upwards to a smile seeing the first photo of it. It was Mirela. She was just a little girl in that picture. Wearing a little yellow frock, she was smiling at the camera. His heart softened seeing her.

His mind started to recall that if she gave birth to their daughter, that little girl would also be like this. Cute and lovely. He sighed seeing the picture and then he turned the pages of the album as he looked at the happy moments of her life. She has had a happy life before he barged into her life, she had lived well and she was loved by everyone.


She was always the opposite from him. She was not like him, she had not suffered in her life. Her suffering started after she met him. He couldn't help but regret his actions. He didn't have to hurt her like that. If he didn't do that.. Their lives could be better than this. Turning the pages, he suddenly stopped looking at a photo.

His heart tightened, he stared at the photo for a while as his eyes turned red. He moved his fingers and touched the photo as his fingers began to tremble. He watched the way his father was carrying Mirela. He couldn't believe his eyes, he couldn't understand anything. He stared at the picture looking at his father's happy smile.


He was carrying Mirela. She was wrapping her little arms around his neck and smiling. She just looked as if she had owned his father. Staring at their faces for a while, he pulled out the photo from the album as he took a closer look at it. His mind was a mess after seeing it. He didn't know how they knew each other.

"Ascian.. Come" he heard Mirela's voice and he stood up from the bed as he immediately strode towards her and wrapped his arm around her waist before pulling her to him. He looked at her face and saw the confusion but ignoring it, he gave the photo to her. She looked at the photo and took it as she smiled.

"He's handsome.. Isn't he? He looks like you" she said, wanting to tease him. Ascian didn't know if she knew that it was his father but seeing her face, he couldn;t believe that she knew about it. He smiled at her and kissed her forehead.

"Who is he?" he asked her. Then Mirela watched his face for a while and sighed before parting her lips to speak. He waited until she spoke and soon she smiled at him and stared at the picture as she caressed the face of his father in a loving manner. Seeing her, his heart filled with so many strange feelings.

"He was a friend of my dad. He came here two times. When he comes, here he stayed and played with me for so long before going. But he never came again" She muttered with a painful smile and looked at him. Ascian stared at her eyes and clenched his jaws not knowing how to react. His heart was beating so fast and his mind was a mess.

"Don't know his name?" he asked her. Then she shook her head innocently and kissed his cheek. Ascian looked at the picture and smiled. So his father knew her. He had even come here before leaving. Pain of losing his father rocked inside of him and he just simply closed his eyes and waited for a while.

'Ascian.. Next time I'll take you somewhere. There's a little sister for you to play. She's so cute' his father said while throwing him up and down in the air. Ascian frowned hearing his father and he waited for a while.

'She's so lovely and cute. I really like her and I know that you will also like her' he smiled at Ascian as he spoke.

'I don't want, father. You can't like her okay? I don't want to..' he was so selfish for his father's love at that time. Just because he never had love from his mother, all he did was depend on his father. He was Ascian's both mother and father. Then his father watched him for a while and laughed, shaking his head.

Ascian sighed and opened his eyes as he looked at Mirlea. So she was the little cute girl that his father mentioned years ago. Of course she was cute and lovely. He smiled at her and kissed her forehead without uttering a word. He was Ascian's father but Mirela never knew it so he had no desire to tell her about it.

"Why did you ask?" she asked him and frowned. Ascian shook his head and smiled at her before pecking on her soft lips. He was not going to tell her that. Then she pressed her lips together and took a deep breath before looking at the picture again.

"He's somewhat similar to you" she smiled and said as she looked at Ascian. Ascian chuckled at hearing her. Of course, he should be like his father.. Then she let him towards the kitchen dining room. Making him sit on the chair she served the food.

After they were done eating, they walked out of the house holding each other's hands. While walking towards the forest, Ascian lowered his head and looked at Mirela before shifting into his wolf. Then Mirela giggled and shifted into her snow white wolf which he liked the most and giggled as his wolf wiggled his tail and jogged towards her.

"Catch me.."

Her voice echoed inside of his head and he looked at her as she ran as fast as she could. Letting out a little growl, Ascian's wolf followed her knowing that she wouldn't run for so long.

He was happy and this is what he wanted. This was the same feeling he had when she was with him twenty years ago. He thanked the moon goddess again and again. His Mirela was back in his arms. And look at her, she was so fine and her wolf was also here.

He loved her. He just simply loved her so fucking much. He had always loved her even before twenty one years. But he was just too arrogant to acknowledge his own love for his mate.

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