My Mate From Another World

Adeline

“Kaiser,” I said, only to realize that I was back in Mike’s bathroom. I sighed heavily. I know that this is not going to do any good with me or with Kaiser. I went out of the bathroom just as Mike came into his room, smiling. How can I hurt him if he is this sweet?

“Just in time. Food’s ready, so get dressed and follow me to the dining area.” I nodded my head, smiling in return.

Mike is the sweetest person I’ve ever known; a compassionate and caring man. He was proud to the point that he wanted our relationship to be publicly known, but I always stopped him for the reason I was afraid of what my dad would do to him. Not that Dad will physically abuse him, though. More like because I knew my father very well than others. He’s an alpha, of course, he has many ways to use just to separate us if he wants to.

With those thoughts in mind, I decided to turn to the closet and get a pair of jeans and T-shirts.

Yes, I have clothes here, and I do not have any idea what Dad will do if he ever finds out about this. I felt relieved somehow that I didn’t agree to get anything in Kaiser’s world to cover my body just as he wanted, or Mike would surely get confused thinking about where I got those. For the love of the goddess, he’s a man with exceptional memory. He will surely notice anything that is not his or mine or that does not belong in his house since he is the one who takes care of it himself.

I went out of Mike’s bedroom and ate with him. During those times, my mind was off Kaiser and his world. I wonder what he was doing now that I suddenly disappeared again while we were talking. Thinking about him, I couldn’t help but acknowledge the feeling that started to devour me. Yes, there was something I felt that I couldn’t explain. Because of that, I feel curious about the phenomenon that is happening to me.

As the saying goes, curiosity kills the cat. I’m dead curious about my sudden interdimensional transfer, or whatever it is that is happening. My heart broke when I had to lie to Mike and tell him that something needed to be done in the pack. So, instead of staying with him, I had to go back.

“It’s okay, love. I know what your pack means to you,” he replied. “And I didn’t want Alpha Ringo to get mad at me even more.” He added that it made me heartfelt, so I initiated a kiss, to which he responded passionately. But in the back of my mind was a lingering thought about Kaiser, who might have felt it. He’s an alpha, and if he manages to get through the pain of my infidelity, if they call it that way in the last few weeks that Mike and I have been intimate, he will be able to handle the pain that comes with our kissing.

I ran back to the pack house and went straight to the library. If there’s something I need to know, the answers should be there. It would have been easier if I asked Dad about it, but he would only force me to break up with Mike, and I didn’t want that. I don’t think Daniel had an idea about this either since I told him about it the first time.

Libraries are everywhere in the city. Even in human territory, they have books about our kind. But the most important thing in our history is that every pack is well preserved in our respective pack libraries. That’s why it’s the only place I could think of where I could find answers.

As I entered the library, no one was inside. It’s nothing like the public libraries you see because it’s in the pack house, and only the Alpha family and other high-ranking officials have access. Whenever I go here, I go straight to romance and fiction books. But today is different; I have to check every shelf that might have something I am looking for, although I don’t know what that is.

I started to lose my patience as I was almost done looking until a certain shelf caught my attention when I passed by. I was in the farthest corner of the library, where I didn’t think anyone would come to look for something since it was a bit dark and the books were old. I began flipping the pages of the book that I looked at, only to put them back where they came from since I didn’t think that what I was looking for was there.

I sat on the floor as I realized that there was nothing in there as well. Leaning my back on the wall, I look up before I close my eyes, resting for a while. With a heavy breath, I tried to get up, and as my glance averted to the bottom part of the shelf, I noticed that there were still some books in there, so I stopped and reached for one.

“I married him even if I don’t love him because it’s all I can do for him. He saved me from the man who brought me to this world.” That was what was written on the first page of the book.

Wait, perhaps this is a diary.

“The love of my life is gone, and I don’t know how I will ever get back to where I came from. If only I knew the way, I would not hurt this man who had done nothing wrong to me. I felt guilty that he loved me more than words can say, while I treasure someone else.”

Who wrote this? Why do I feel her pain and loneliness? Who did she marry? Who brought her to this world?

“I was happy with the man I love, Oliver. But because of someone who wanted me for himself, he separated us by taking his life and bringing me here.”

So the man she loves is Oliver and there’s another man who killed the love of her life and brought her here after? Where? Is it here? As in here, in the pack house? Or in this world as she said in the first paragraph?

Now, I began to have a chill running down my spine. I started to think that something happened to whoever this woman was. And I know, it had something to do with what was going on with me. Is this the answer to my questions? But what’s the answer? I still can’t get across why I was being pulled into Kaiser’s world.

“As I stand here as a married woman, I can’t escape the haunting shadows of my past choices. The guilt weighs heavily on my heart, a burden I never anticipated when I said those vows that bound me to a man I don’t love. It’s not that he doesn’t deserve love; he’s kind and caring and has taken care of me when I needed it the most. But deep within, I carry the heavy secret of a love lost-a love that was abruptly taken away.”

“The man of my dreams, the love of my life, was brutally ripped from my grasp, a victim of circumstances beyond our control. His absence echoes in the silence of my heart, a constant reminder of what could have been. Fate dealt a cruel hand, and I found solace in the arms of another who offered comfort and security.”

“Yet, with every passing day, the guilt intensifies. I can’t escape the truth that I married for reasons other than love. The warmth of companionship and the stability he provides are only cold comforts in the face of the ache that lingers for the man I truly loved.”

“What makes it even more unbearable is the knowledge that the man I call my husband is also the one who saved me from the man who brought me into this world, the one responsible for taking away the one I cherished. That’s why I can’t hurt him. He made my stay in this world bearable.”

“Every smile I force and every touch I reciprocate feels like a betrayal to the memory of the man who once held my heart. The guilt is a constant companion, whispering its disapproval in the quiet moments of my life. I am trapped in a web of choices, haunted by the past, and torn between duty and the unfulfilled yearnings of my heart.”Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

As I continued reading, sorrow was taking all over my senses and my heart ached for the woman and for the man she married. How can their fate be like this? The man loves her, and she loves Oliver, who is already dead. Where is the man who kills Oliver? She claimed that her husband had saved her, so where is he now?

My curiosity was aroused, and I wanted to know more about her. I want to know what happened to her and her husband. What happened to their marriage?

‘Where are you, Adeline?’ Shit! Dad asked through our link. Of all the times, why now?

‘Library, Dad.’ I linked back.

By then I had decided to come back home. If not, he will surely get mad at me for thinking I was with Mike again. I want to continue reading, but I think Dad wants to see me, and it should be important since he doesn’t usually call for me.

‘Wait there, I’m coming.’ Well, that’s odd. As Alpha, he can just ask me to come to him, not the other way around. Does this mean that he is coming to me as my father?

Oh no- wait – this is not about Mike, right?

Before Dad even found me sitting on the floor and seeing what I’d been reading, I got up in a hurry and put back the diary to where I took it, then went to the table after taking a romance book, which I could use as a disguise. I hope Dad will end our conversation fast since I am eager to know what happens next. I need to continue reading that diary.