Chapter four- Dreams

Xuxa

Growing up, i have always wondered where i was from. Being in a foster care service where you din't fit in could be a total bummer. Complexion wise, i was darker than them. My hair was more on the curlier side than theirs but what made me stand out were my pearly grey eyes. Sometimes at night, they shined as bright as the moon, why? I have always wondered.

I was bullied, most times i was called a freak because of them and other times, i was fancied, looked at like an experimental lab rat.

As i grew, i didn't bother about the way people thought of me ,rather i focused on excelling at my studies with the lots all my foster care parents could provide for me till they consider that i am not a good fit to their family and returned me back with all of them saying the same thing "we are sorry but we can't take her anymore, she is a good kid but we can't have someone that people calls a freak in our family."

I was labelled as a freak, nothing hurts when the people you think will accept you turns their back on you. I knew that dwelling on the pain and sadness that lodge in my heart would not get me anywhere, so i decided to channel that energy into completing my high school studies and worked extra hard to make sure got a scholarship into NYU. That was where i met Dr Harrison. He gave me helping hand whenever i needed one and i made sure i worked hard to be able to live and fend for myself.

I am forever grateful for the people in my life now that treat me as their own, as family but that does not mean i have never wondered where or who my real family are and with this coincidental discoveries made today, i am all the more intrigued to find out my true identity, if i really do have a connection to what i discovered today or if it was all coincidental. Shaking my head to clear my mind i appreciated the beautiful nature scenery before my eyes and the weather was just so nice.

I am glad the outing was rescheduled, one thing i don't want to be is spoilsport for everyone. As i got home, i headed straight for the door of my two bedroom apartment which i lived in queens. I am glad there were no neighbors to pass plesantries with as i was too tired for that and just ready to pass out on the bed but before that i had some bags to arrange, with that in my mind, i headed straight to my bedroom to ransack my closet.

That took less time than i had imagined in my head. i glanced at the clock on my dressing table to see that the time read half past six. Honestly, i was beyond exhausted and could not be bother about having dinner. I all but passed out on the bed.

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"Where am i?"

Green vegetation filled my environment, it looked like i was in a rainforest, as i turned round in a circle, that was when i realized that i was there again, in the same rainforest I frequently visited in my dreams. Still taking in my surrounding i saw a young girl run pass me. I really couldnt see her face, but she looks three-five years old and the body movements she was displaying gave off the feeling that she was happy.

"Mama you can't catch me." she giggled.

"Ara, come back, don't run too far." a voice behind me shouted which i guessed was her mother but before i could turn back to look at the person, the scene changed. This tiime, I was staring into someone's eyes, they were a striking yellow, glowing like the bright sun. One would think they were gold in color.

It was pulling me in, drawing me towards it's direction and I felt obliged to follow.

"My Al'la, come to me" I had a voice whisper in a throaty commanding tone which added to the pull of the eyes. The voice did something to my body, awakening deep desire.

Following the voice, I came face to face with those eyes that stared deeply at me, but they did not belong to a man, rather a panther. But I wasn't scared of it, instead I had the urge to touch its midnight black fur and it appeared to be reading my mind cause it's eyes gleamed and sparkled at that thought.

"Come to me my Al'la, I know you feel the bond." The smoky voice projected and I shuddered with desire, wondering how it was possible to hear the voice in my head without it speaking to me.As i strided towards the path of the panther, i realized that it was the one projecting the voice. but why and how?.

Getting curious, I walked closer to it. It was huge, i did not have to squat to carass its fur. It was so soft and it purred in satisfaction at what i was doing.

"You are so beautiful." the voice told me and i could not help but blush. I was just about to say thank you only for me to realize that i was no longer touching a soft fur but a hard muscled surface.

Looking down, i saw a fully naked man in place of the panther. I think i overstared cause my man had to bring me back to land.

"Oh my word, i am so sorry." i apologize as i blocked my vision with my left hand to give him some privacy, only for me to get lost in my thoughts.

The way i am feeling can not be described. I feel like a teenager girl who just found her crush naked and finds out that he is heavily endowed not just in the you know what area but also in body proportion and beauty. I tried sneaking a peek at him but he look like he had other plans. Grabbing my hand and pushing them away from my face he said

" you are mine, and i am yours. You are free to look at me to your fill my Al'la."

I have never blushed as hard as i am doing right now. He carassed my face, whispering sweet nothing in my ear but i was not listening to him as a figured transformed at his back, holding a dagger submerged in the air ready to be plunged at the back of the man who my heart calls out to. I was unable to react nor was i able to warn him, struggling , i woke up with a sweat drenched body shouting,

"Noooooo"