Oh, This Is Me. Like I Have Ideas And I Know Where I Am Starting But When I Stop Nobody Knows!!

Oh, this is me. Like I have ideas and I know where I am starting but when I stop nobody knows!!

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Some writers: *meticulously plan out every plot point and the tone and meanings before they start writing*

Me:

Breaking and Entering (6) - Mikhail

Status: Ongoing Series

Chapter number: 6 of unknown

Word count for Chapter: 1,081

Word count for Story: 12,192

Genre: Werewolf

There are no chapter titles, but each chapter will have a name listed that indicates which POV the chapter is from. Mindlinks are in italics. Conversations with their inner wolf are in bold italics.

A little about the author: I am a mother of two beautiful children. One of which is special needs, and on 3/28, they lost 75% of their vision. I started a Patreon if you feel the heart to donate towards helping with the medical costs of appointments, medication, and modifications to the house, which insurance doesn't cover.

Warnings: (I am not good at this, but I will try. Let me know if I missed anything!!) NOT BETA READ!! This story will have a bit of angst, fluff, smut, f/m, and m/m. This chapter has some mentions of blood and injury.

BREAKING AND ENTERING MASTER LIST

LDYSMFRST MASTER LIST

To say that Sasha was excited to hear that Borya felt our mate was near would be an understatement, but that would mean Mitch’s reaction would be like I just announced I won the lottery.  

I was thrilled to have these two knuckleheads as best friends and my counsel.

Exiting the elevator from my father’s office, I am hit with the scent of blood and healing balm. We all stop in our tracks, looking around us. We don’t notice anything with the staff nearby when Mitch suddenly starts towards a girl in a dark hoodie.

Wait… did he just call her Lov... Lovren? 

He knows her, the interesting student I saw this morning. 

Getting closer to her, the smell of blood becomes mixed with anxiety and fear. Looking at this strange girl, I push my Alpha aura out in small waves, trying to calm her down, but it isn’t working.

Did you see her face? Mitch mind links Aliaksandr and myself. 

Who is she? Why is she fearful? Why is she bleeding? My gaze turns from Mich to her, and our eyes lock briefly.

They are beautiful. 

They are two different colors: one is like the brown of dampened wood, and the other is green, like an emerald. 

Wow! What happened? Asks Aliaksandr, his face filled with shock and confusion. 

I know her for the first question. I don’t know about the second two, and we should have been notified if someone was attacked on campus. Mitch mindlinks us, now annoyed by the failure of reports. 

She breaks eye contact with me, glancing at Mitch and muttering something that sounds like a version of “none of your business.” 

Then she quickly leaves, her movements oozing anxiety, pain, and fear. 

My mouth drops open at the notion that my aura did nothing, and she left without being dismissed by one of us. 

Does she not understand who we are? 

Feeling Borya becoming more restless, I focused on him momentarily, trying to calm him down.

There are better times to be antsy or demanding Borya. She is scared of one or all of us. That or something happened, and she fears what will happen next. 

     I know that, but she did not react like a pack member or a human. Our Alpha aura did nothing to her. She still locked eyes with us. Follow her. Find out who she is, Mikhail.

“Why did she run off? Does she think we are blind?” asks Aliaksandr.

“No, I don’t think that is it. She is the foster kid Gamma Jon, and his mate Rachel took in last spring. She always seems to keep to herself and is an odd duck, but Gamma Jon says there is something special about her,” Mitch explains.

“Wait, she is the foster kid that Papa approved of?” I say, pointing at the stairs where she ran off. 

Small flashes of memory race barreling through my mind: her standing in the lobby with the bandage on, her figure walking on campus in the morning, her sitting in a chair in the library, lost in a book during the summer, and her wandering through town in the middle of the night.

Why did I never realize that she was the foster kid?

*Ring*

“Hey, Miky. It’s time for class. Let's go before we are late,”  Aliaksandr pats me on the shoulder. 

Walking out of the lobby, I glance towards the fourth floor, where she would stay during the summer. What is it about her that pulls Borya’s attention? 

Shaking my head, I put the girl with the hoodie in the back of my mind. It’s time to focus on high school.

Walking around campus, I listen to the two talk about different buildings, students, teachers, and hang-out areas. Every time we pass, a pack member takes a knee out of respect for my position. 

My father makes it sound like I have never been out of the house, but I have seen everyone on pack runs, meetings, and celebrations. They all know who I am when they see me coming; if they don’t, they can feel me coming. 

While it is excellent that they respect me and my position, this will get old quickly.  It will also attract a lot of attention and cause discomfort for the humans in the school. 

After part of the day has gone by, some students who see me often throughout the day are getting annoyed with having to drop down every time they see me. 

I will have to talk with Papa about this. They could do it when they see me for the first time in a day, or maybe not during school hours.

The end of school brings a different feeling to the pack. 

Everyone has bigger smiles, laughter, and lightheartedness because it's time to go home, head to their sports team practice, or train. Even Mitch and Aliaksandr goof around and flirt with the girls. 

Oh well, Mitch is flirting with his mate Selena. It is great to see that Mitch is moonmatched with another wolf. Several others have found their moonmates, wolf and human, over the summer. 

I always thought it was funny that the human moonmates are guided by the Goddess to our little town for one reason or another. Being the next Alpha and without a moonmate, I worry that I will have to start traveling to other clans to find my moonmate. 

There is that smell again, blood and healing balm. Following the scent, my eyes narrow on the hooded girl crossing the quad, seemingly oblivious to anyone around her.

No, wait… everyone else seems not to notice her.

How can you not notice her? 

Though the blood was stale and the healing balm most likely absorbed by now, I could still smell it like she was beside me. Her pace slows down slightly while I keep watching her. 

She is tall, curvy, and different from all the other humans and packmates. She stands out but in an unexpected way. She seems to look worried now. 

What is with this girl? 

Fear, pain, anxiety, and now worry, does she have a positive emotion in her?

Oh! 

She is looking right at me, stopped in her tracks, and locked eyes with me again for the second time today. 

How can she do that without any show of concern? Even humans have a hard time looking me in the eyes.

Wait.. why is she furrowing her brow?

What did I do?

((edited on 9/14/24))

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@purpleyoonn I found it!!!! I know why I never knew it existed!

My Grammerly add-on was covering it! I am currently going thought and fixing this! Especially with any chapters of more than like 500 words!

Thank you for mentioning this note! It really helps newbies, newbs, baby writers, new posters, and dumbdumbs like me!

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i'm not gonna lie, i wish more writers on here would make use of the cut-off option things for long texts. i would rather not have to scroll for minutes just to move on from a post.

it may just be me and that's fine. but sometimes it is inconvenient and annoying.

this thingie ⬇️ is what i'm talking about.

but also, i kind of mean this to be more like a rant because i totally tried to scroll past a ch for 3 minutes that was a huge trigger warning that didn't have any tags and was about rape and abuse on an mc by a bts member. so please please please learn to tag fic. 🙏🏻 😭

but yeah sometimes it is inconvenient and annoying

rant over now sorry guys😭😂

Me…this is me… I and that loud introvert.

So epically true! 💜💜💜

@bethanysnow lol

i stole this from twitter