Chapter 69

Dream Aiden was pissed at this point. His whole body couldn't have vibrated more and he looked red hot. He even felt hot. This reminded me of how he could go into a trans. That was impossible, I'm right in his arms right now.

"Get out." Aiden says, his voice cool enough to chill a whole summer in Australia. That was saying something. But I didn't care that his voice sounded like it was coming from the south pole, no all I could focus on was how his arms felt like a safe home right now.

Even how the heat radiated from him to fill up my cold and empty heart, it… felt as if this was the real deal, like this was the reality that was real and not the one I was waiting for. Here his body share with me warmth and assurance.

His body told me that yes it was real but he was going to make it better. He promised, silently he promised, and I heard it. I understood.

No, this was too much for me, how can Dream Aiden tell me all this, he was a fabrication of my mind, a good one I should admit. Well done Bella you've daydreamed yourself to the extent that everything seems real. Even the people scurrying around to obey the alpha's orders looked just as terrified as the ‘in real life ones' would.

This was amazing, but enough of this false reality. I needed to get back to my real world where nothing or no one was lost and people didn't act like I had lost it. Clearly they are the ones losing it.

Focus I needed to focus, that ridiculous thought got me paranoid. Now I think there is a possibility of being stuck here, seeing as I haven't woken up till now.

Sleep. I needed to sleep here so that I wake there. That sounded reasonable.

"Aiden, I'm tired. Take me to bed" I whisper for his ears only. Luckily he heard me.

"Are you sure you are not feeling under the weather?" he asks more concerned. He touches my forehead with the back of his hand.

"Your temperature seems fine" he says, frowning now. I laugh "Of course its fine, I told you I'm okay okay?

"Just take me to bed ok?" I repeat myself

"Okay, honey. Let us take you to bed. Maybe this shit show will come to terms." He agrees.

Giving his last orders to his Beta leaving him in charge of whatever, he strides towards the house. I could feel it that my husband looked like a dangerous animal out to hunt you down. That and how these women around stopped in their tracks just to stare at my meat.

Oh hell no, this was my man! I mentally stop my thoughts in their tracks, where did that come from? Oh no that wouldn't do, no wonder they were calling me the Luna who saw the wrong side of the moon.

That phrase was used in ancient times, back to when werewolves were living with humans in harmony. I'm not one to tell tales but this one I am going to tell you. It was quiet interesting, it was what led to humans and werewolves separate. If at all the stories could be trusted.

Whether the tale had integrity or not, it was still the story that was told to young pups and we have grown up with it so we know. You were only told if you lived in a werewolf community and information could be shared so freely, or your mum would be the one to tell you.

Since I never had both, I had to hear it by the swing sets on one occasion I went to the play ground. This was how it was told.

Back then when the werewolves had managed to talk into humans that we were not dangerous even though we would transform to huge vicious looking creatures. But it wasn't long lived, soon there were incidents that raised alarm. Humans were being killed and by the show of it was the werewolves that caused it.

It mostly happened when the moon was full or no moon at all never in between. It was said that these werewolves had gained certain entities that came from the wrong side of the moon or the ones that came out when there was lack of said moon from the sky.

These were deemed uncontrollable and so had to be put down. At that time me and my insensitive mouth ask if they meant had to kill them, forgetting that I was in a pile of children. I was still assured that yes they had to be slaughtered in front of the humans to show them that what the offenders did was frowned upon.

Ancestors, I am sorry to tell that all that hard work you put in was waste because they still hate us now more than ever. People might have been saying it as a joke right? Still, dream or not it still hurt my feelings.

We were inside now, everything was quiet and felt so still. In the corner of my eye I could see the mess that was around. I hoped when I woke up I wouldn't find the same mess, if so we were going to call people to deal with it. As it is I was worn out, mentally, emotionally and physically.

Snuggling closer to Aiden as he takes us to the bedroom, I mumble to myself. Its not audible even to my ears. Reaching the bedroom, Aiden lets me stand on my two feet inside the bathroom. He turns me to face the mirror and brings out some wipes and orders me to remove my makeup.

Today I was caked, I was endorsed in makeup. Even when I didn't want any, Dina still called for a makeup artist. Hence the makeup on my face.