She kept staring at Brayden, her eyebrows coming together to form a knot in the middle of her forehead. “No… like, Irememberyou.”
The entire room went still then and the breath whooshed out of my lungs. Brayden tore across the room and kneeled at Leah’s feet. “What do you remember?”
Leah shook her head. “It’s gonna sound crazy.”
“Try me.” Brayden grinned and my heart went into cardiac arrest.
He thought she was Lena.
This must be how it happens. He finds a nineteen-year-old girl who somehow becomes a werewolf and she says she remembers him andbam, love at first sight.
Leah smiled. “It was like in older times, like in a movie from the eighteenth century. You were at a table eating, wearing a large gilded crown with red velvet and I was dancing with my… I think they were my sisters.” She sounded confused, as if all the details weren’t there.
“It sounds like your coronation party, Brayden. That’s the only time you wore that stuffy old crown,” Maddy said wistfully from the kitchen.
Leah looked at her, scrunching her eyebrows together. “I know you too!”
I felt like I wanted to vomit. I’d allowed myself to want Brayden and to wish I were Lena, and now my best friend was and I wanted to kill her for it.
Leah frowned. “I’m sorry. I know that sounded crazy, but when I woke up I just had that memory. Maybe it was a dream.”
“It wasn’t a dream. You have been reincarnating many, many lifetimes with me and you’re just now remembering,” Brayden told her, and there was a tenderness in his voice that made me want to throat punch him for it. When he’d thought I was Lena he’d been all sweet with me, and now Leah was getting the same treatment.
Their names were even similar. Leah-Lena.
“This is wild.” Leah’s eyes lit up but she didn’t seem half as freaked out as I had been when I found out.
“I think you guys have a lot to catch her up on and I need to check in with my mom. I skipped school today and I have a shift tonight so…” I stood, trying to hold in my tears, and slowly turned away from them, trying to beeline it for the bathroom.
I got exactly two feet away from the couch when a memory slammed into me.
The long mahogany table, young Brayden wearing that silly gigantic red velvet crown. An entire roasted pig sat on the table. I was laughing and swirling around with my sisters.I stared across the room at Brayden and the memory faded away.
“The pig,” I said, “in the middle of the table for your coronation. I remember thinking it was grotesque looking, but it tasted wonderful…”
Brayden’s entire body froze, and he slowly pivoted towards me.
Maddy looked from Brayden to Leah and back to me. “They’re sisters! Wren and Lena. But we don’t know which is which.” She facepalmed herself.
“Is that true?” Brayden looked at me. “You don’t remember which?”
I shook my head and then peered at Leah, who was watching me curiously.
“Sister?” she said with a smile, and my heart softened towards her.
“Sister.” I laughed and ran forward, tackle-hugging her.
This entire time Leah really was my sister?
“How are they both reincarnating?” Maddy asked.
“I don’t know,” Brayden replied.
Brayden sighed, placing his head in his hands. As if the shock of seeing my best friend die wasn’t enough, now I had to process her being my sister in a past life.
“Does that mean we will both die on our twentieth birthday?” I asked.
“Whoa, say what now?” Leah said, and the sound of my phone ringing in Brayden’s room pulled my attention.
