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Assistant: Title: The Anatomy Of A Mistake
        Author: Naeevin Naeevin 
        Chapter: 14/14 
        Summary: “You couldn’t stop thinking about it, didn't you?” the woman kept lowly, now a few inches closer, yanking air out her lungs away. […]“Kuvira..” she pleaded, closing her eyes in distress. It was too much in one night.“Say it. I know you d—““—It was a mistake!” her voice echoed in the hall.________________________Opal comes back home during summer break and has the brilliant idea to bring her boyfriend Bolin along, finding out, eventually, that she has to deal with more than an easy and relaxing vacation.
        Contents: Chapter 14: Chapter Fourteen
    

    


      
        
          Happy New Year everyone!!! Hellooo!!!🥳Seems crazy we’re already in 2025, isn’t it?Seems also crazy i posted this story in 2023 and worked on it kinda after covid period 🥴Anyway!!! In the last chapter i mentioned this one would be kinda connected to it because it’s all part of the same day but so was chapter 12 too 😅 (it would’ve been a huge boring single chapter basically lol)Anyway x2, no more rambling, let’s get into it now 😜 enjoy!
            
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    A calm, intermittent noise made room in the silent night. Slow, delicate, careful; it seemed to slowly get closer but never too invasive. Until when, in the same way it started, it gently stopped. The wooden floor creaked slightly, suggesting an image at the source of that sound: steps. In the intelligible, a movement swallowed in the darkness weakly marked a point in the time span, where time itself seemed to stagnate, immobilize and become infinite. Another movement, and then another. A sudden sensation broke out from the latter. Cold. Silence, and then.. Heat. Something tickled her numbed face without causing an apparent nuisance, but a simple, pleasant relief. A caress. Before vanishing from her face, the same warmth shifted, expanding on the delicate skin of the girl’s hip, over the belly, going down to the lower abdomen.An intense musky scent —so familiar and welcoming— seemed to call, infiltrating into every single pore of her tissue. Resurfacing, wrinkled her flesh at the contact. As soft as butterfly wings, another kind of warmth landed over the artery that ran under the skin of her neck pulsing underneath. The primal forest scent grew steadily and tempting, flaring inside her nostrils. Impossible to resist it. Even her own smell now became more intense and bewitching, causing the musky one's excitement to increase its strength, incredibly close. So close, she prayed it engulfed hers, to blend and fuse in unison... finally becoming one.The same warmth pressed against her lips and as it started in slow waves, the kiss muted more and more into a demanding urge; pushing her tongue into those familiar lips, asking for even more. Breaths combined together between their mouths deepening that connection but it wasn’t enough, it was never enough. An indecipherable whisper resonated between her lips. Then another, still too blurry, until it became clearer in its simplicity, indispensable.
  "You're mine"
Words formed inside her throat, pushing forward in need to be released, stopped by an unknown force. She fought it until barely breathing out:
  “yes”
“..yes” Opal said again in a breath into the silence. Her eyes opened. Something changed. Trying to shut and reopen them again resulted to be useless. Although that intense feeling stayed, something seemed to be missing, everything appeared motionless.Everything now was quieter.. colder again. With the back of her hand she rubbed the sweat-soaked forehead and neck where wet hair stuck. The feeling of absence was incredibly present. This was the only thing the alpha had left in her: a sense of emptiness inside her chest where her heart ran madly. Pulsing all over her body, throbbing in her s@x begging to be satisfied. A wheezing. Low and continuous was the only thing preventing complete silence to fill the room. As she checked beside, Bolin’s relaxed silhouette rose and fell in the shadow with each deep breath.  The sense of drowsiness blended with the room’s gloominess smudged her vision into a blur, especially when she rolled to the side to check the time on her phone; 2:57 am. She blinked, clicking the screen off and sitting on the edge of the bed to find her chest tightening into a grip. So she palmed it, trying to get a hold onto her heart competing in a race she never consented to run, oblivious to the prize of it all. Her pulse shoved against her hand, against each palm line now slippery in sweat because something was clearly bothering her, yet she couldn’t.. coul—Water..With fret pushing her body to find relief, Opal staggered along the hallway but as stumbling on the carpet, instincts obliged her to hold onto something, anything that could help her from tripping over and yet, whatever her hand slapped on was cold and not exactly easy to cling to. Fortunately enough she managed to stay on her feet anyway, her legs slightly shaking while her pulse quadrupled its rhythm.  She panted out, plastering the back against the wall till sliding slowly into a sitting position. A hand to her chest and the other… is that?Baatar Jr's smiley face in the framed picture made her recoil. Her younger self was sitting on his shoulders, both trying to catch up with Wing and Wei dashing on the close-up, playing pirates in their favorite place, that same poppy field she had been wandering around that very afternoon, before her mother called her out her reminiscing.  It was easy to miss her brothers, playing around and laughing as if nothing bad in the world could ever happen. They must been having the best holiday trip of their life and it still stung a bit they had said nothi— 
  Hold on.. mom? What a coincidence she came to the same place today…

  Opal raised from the poppy field earlier that afternoon; her mother’s figure was not too far, down to the river shoreline. She waved her hand up in the sky.   
  Suyin was standing with her arms behind her back, her silver locks swinging over her relaxed facial features at the wind’s whims.

  “Mom” a frail smile curled the corner of her lips up as soon as approaching her down the valley. 

  “Taking a break before coming back?” her low warm voice calmed and tensed up her already tormented soul at the same time.  
  So she shrugged, moving over her mother’s presence to dip a toe into the river’s water, 

  “Kind of”. That’s nice..

  “Monday you’ll go back to Republic City.. we were planning a goodbye gathering tomorrow evening, if you agree.”

  Opal’s rose her chin up. The afternoon sun hit her eyes and although her lashes provided some sort of shielding, the direct golden warmth brought a sense of dizziness along with a strong urge to cry. Emotionally exhausted and physically drained, it was hard to fake happiness, particularly in front of her mother of all people. 

  There was always something with her, something she couldn’t explain, an affection stained with an inexplicable sense of rage making a completely healthy relationship unfeasible, especially through years of miscommunication.  
  More often than not she got accustomed to put the blame on Kuvira for stealing her mother’s attention and care from her because it was easier to do that than admit how hurtful the fact her own mother preferred others' company than hers in general was, instead. Perhaps it was due their opposite second gender, their opinions tending to divert most of the time or simply because her mother was an extrovert more than she would ever hoped to be. 

  The perks of being an introverted omega daughter with an inferiority complex. Your alpha mother will never a hundred percent understand you, no matter how emphatic she might be.

  At this moment she didn’t aim to be fully understood but at least, her mother’s concern seemed real as she kept gazing with a knowing look before, without any hint of nosiness in her tone, she whispered: “Are you okay? Did something happen?”

  “I just don’t want to go back to the city..” truth be told, these words felt the realest, helping a little bit of stress exude off of her head as soon as they escaped from her brain. The worry that confession could result in a spasmodic amount of questions related to that topic in 27 different ways, however, shook Opal only after her mother began to open her mouth so she spat out: “Can I ask you something?” 

  Su’s lips clasped in a smirk. “Shoot.”

  “Why isn’t Kuvira my sister?”

  The alpha’s thin brows rose almost imperceptibly —visibly struck by the subject— yet after years of exercising, it was easy to read each shift in her mother’s micro expressions.  
  She was subtle but not impossible to understand.

  “Wait,” the woman crossed her arms, “are you asking why we didn’t adopt her?”

  Opal nodded, knowing perfectly her mother would get the message even if she turned back to catch her distorted reflection in the river’s flow.

  “Well… back as soon as she got here we made a deal, that’s all” yeah, ‘that’s all’, as if making a deal with a foster kid begging for help was a frequent event.  
  The girl sighed, closing her eyes at the water incessant passage carrying pebbles in the way and turned. Her mother had taken a seat on the fresh lawn —which was unlike her doing so while wearing tailored clothes— so she appreciated the effort and joined her with a huffing.

  “What deal?”

  Suyin chortled, “I'm not allowed to divulge this information, dear.” she wiped dirt off of Opal’s forearm; “Kuvira made me and your father swear it, back then!”

  Swear? Oh that’s so Kuvira; she’d make even ants pledge loyalty and work for her if they could only speak the same language. She could be very persuasive and so could her mother.   

  Opal bit her lip; why didn’t Kuvira talk about this by now if it was so important, though? Why did she change her expression as soon as it slipped out of her mouth earlier? If the lawyer wasn’t going to say something, there should’ve been a way to make her mother talk instead, “Uh, well earlier w-we were starting to talk about it but then” she shrugged, “she told me I could ask you better because today she’s a bit busy, so..”

  Suying olivine eyes narrowed as she tilted her head to the side. Her hair followed the fluid movement, falling on her sharp lean jaw until her lip corner curled into a cheshire grin. “I must be dreaming or is my daughter finally lying straight to my face?” 

  “I-n not!” Opal’s face burst on fire. 

  “Awww my baby,” the woman shrieked, strangling her in a bear hug strong enough to push both their bodies to loll back and forth before ending up fully laying on the ground with their lungs full of laughter. “I just found out you stutter when you lie, how precious!” 

  The girl panted out, letting her thorax drop at the exhale; “I’m sorry..” 

  “It’s okay” her mother brushed off with a genuine (almost proud?) smile. And it was okay, heartwarming even; that one experience was enough for a lifetime. Enough lying, enough hiding. Since getting there she has done nothing but be everything she has never been. A dishonest person. That was enough, really. The day could’ve ended there for what it mattered, she wouldn’t head to her dome and she wouldn’t confess anything to Bolin because Kuvira ordered her to. 

  It was her fault anyway.

  “Tell me, have you ever felt strange around Kuvira?” 

  It was her turn to lift her brows up the fringe as turning the head to face her mother. ‘All the time‘ she wished to say but simply ended up asking: “strange in what way?” 

  The woman held her gaze with practical speed, she was studying her knowledge about this, it was obvious she knew the answer but explained further nonetheless; “Do you get some sort of deja vus or… does something happen inside you when you get far from her?”  

  “Huh… yes, it does happen a lot..” she opted for crystal clear honesty, “It's because we are both unmated, right?” sometimes the heat cycles coming closer could be the culprit. It was pretty common among Omegas and Alphas. It wouldn’t be surprising if everything that happened between them was just the result of their pheromones getting in contact and storming as soon as they were in far proximity. That was a chemical reaction and everyone knew it.  

  Her mother too, that’s why she kept on holding her stare, this time stilling as if time itself decided to stop at the crease of those green beryls engraved in the woman’s eyes, at the pinkish line of her mouth stretching in a wise, loving turn. 

  “Mom?”
 
  What do you really know about this?
 
  “Why are you smiling?”
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          (Not so) fun fact of the day:In the original this scene was right after Opal visiting Kuvira at her office (like it happened on chapter 12). I cut it in half and put this part in “memory” form for a better flow even because instead of Suyin, Opal was talking with her father (in the original) about something completely different but still related to the topic 👀 ehehUseless to say, next chapter is gonna be a blast and many questions will be answered by Kuvira herself. 🫢Now that i said too much like poor ol Hagrid, i’m gonna retire in my hut until the moon and the sun will realign and titans will rise. (I’m blathering because it’s almost 3 in the morning and i’m sleepy lol goodnight😴)If you enjoyed, comments and constructive criticisms are always welcome 🌸🫰🏻'
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