«Two Years Later»
Like an ordinary commoner, she ambled through the packhouse of the White Claw Pack like it was her home, carrying a silver tray with two golden chalices filled with wines. With an abrupt turn, she steered towards the main hall, her shady brown orbs stared ahead, filled with a twinkle of enthusiasm and a little spark of evil.
When the doors opened, she didn’t balk as she strolled in and was met with loud energetic laughter coming from a group of people standing in the middle of the enormous hall. A tiny smile crept to her face as she saw a tiny boy crawling at the feet of his mother, tugging on her jean. She averted her gaze to a couple standing on the opposite side, a newborn baby spread out in the woman’s arms. A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips as she went to stand beside a fellow servant at the corner and watched, counting every second that passed, the clock tickling along with her plan.
Present Time..."Hurry up!!" A high-pitched tone nearly squealed in aggravation, finally coming to a stop beside a large tree. Reeling her head to the rushing sound of leaves and footsteps, she sighed, spotting her best friend from a rather far distance, blundering with a large basket of herb hanging over her shoulders.A tiny giggle erupted from her throat as she could hear the grumbling sound of her friend's demurral."Are you going to hurry up or not, am leaving you behind!" She yelled out, not bothering to secrete her smile while kneading her palms on her large brown trousers and a considerable cherubic shirt that was tucked into her pants while her legs were covered with a pair of worn-out raven boots."Well, I'm apologetic your highness, am the one carrying this bloody basket here!" A sarcastic voice retorted, lividity almost evident in her voice.With a sigh, Gwen rested her body
Gwen dragged her feet on the ground of the forest...It all started from the pit of her stomach as she hugged her arms around her stomach and slowly, it circulated to her heart and slowly she drowned.It felt like she had fallen into a cactus, and her heart had been punctured a million times over by tiny pins. Its sting, it throbbed, it ached at first but now it felt like she had gone numb. She wasn't bleeding but she felt like blood would come gushing out from her chest. Why did it hurt so bad?"Goddess, why is he so heavy?!" Odessa panted and sweated from behind, carrying the unconscious person over her back as they finally reached their destination, in front of a large treehouse.Gwen halted, staring up as the ray of the evening sun lit up and comfortably nestled in a small treehouse. It was a cube with a star-shaped window on the walls and a broken and rotted rope ladder suspended in midair above the branches.
An agonizing moan left his lips as he sluggishly regained consciousness. Slowly, his eyes fluttered opened but were welcomed with a blurred sight that cleared after a few blinks and he found himself staring at the trees that blocked the ray of sunlight from penetrating through his vision. He almost thought he was dead but the soft chirping of the birds, rustling of leaves was a reminder and the awful sting on both sides of his ribs brought him back to reality.He groaned again as a sharp pain shot through him from his injuries and a heavy throb from his head. He suddenly felt his vision spinning while he believed was because of the silver he was injured with.Wanting to bring his hand up to his forehead, a light gasp vacated his lips when he realized he couldn't move, his body was incapacitated, he couldn't shift a single muscle.He shut and opened his eyes, trying not to unnerve. What had happened to him after he has passed out because
Gwen disregarded the enthusiastic stare that permeated through her face as she changed his plaster and wrapped his wounds with a new bandage. She tried not to gleam at his intense gaze, she could vouch he hadn't looked away from her face since he woke up. She tried to ignore it but she couldn't help it when she glanced up and her breath instantly hooked as she found herself entangled in a pair of midnight blue orbs that made her heart hop a beat. She found herself enmeshed, unable to look away, sniffing his lemony and musky scene but when the other unpleasant scent reached her sense of smell, she immediately looked away realizing he could never be hers, not anymore. He already had a mate that he seemed to love more than his destined.Suddenly her mouth turned sour and her heart ached as reality hammered her to the ground. She moved away after helping him rest his back against a tree. She distanced herself."I will make you something th
Gwen strode out from the corner that was the little kitchen with a bowl of hot-raging spaghetti. She headed towards the portable round table where Gwen and her mate crouched on the small stools. He was robust enough to climb up the ladder after the silver quit taking effect.Gwen lay the bowl down in the middle of the round table and filled their plates with food before sitting beside Odessa, wanting to stay away from her mate as far as possible."This is all we have, hope you aren't royalty" Gwen addressed without glancing at him.He peered at his mate. "You have never asked for my name and it has been days since I regained consciousness "Gwen sough. "what's the point anyway, you will leave as soon as you heal properly, we will reject each other and we will never meet again""Rejection kills our wolves"In outrage, Gwen slammed her plate on the table and her fierce eyes met his. "If you cared, you would have never mated with another. Did you ever think of me before you dug your fang
"Gwen?" Odessa dubbed as she ambled around the little treehouse. She sniffed deeply, discovering she couldn't snag her friend's strawberry fragrance anyway. She shrugged.Then, her blue eyes went to the little furniture that stood in the middle of the space, her tongue running over her plump lips at the appetizing sight of roasted meat set on a bowl. Her mouth moistened as the aromatic scent broke through her sense of smell. Before she could help it, she rushed over to the little stool beside the table and sat herself down, leaning close as she sniffed in the aroma, this was so good.Odessa nodded, already cutting a piece off the meat but just when she was about to bring it to her mouth, her hand was clasped, and rapidly her head snapped up to be confronted with a pair of midnight blue orbs that somehow reminded her of a starless night. "What?" she snarled, yanking her hand out from his rather powerful grasp. Where did he come from? Earlier, Odessa was conclusive she didn't detect an
"Take off your shirt"Gwen urged, striding towards Emil who was on the little stool, his mouth gaping, a haughty thought going on in his head as he smirked and popped his elbow on the little table. "Why, you haven't seen enough of my body yet?"Gwen gave him a bizarre look before smacking him at the back of his."Ouch!""You idiot, take off your shirt, I need to check your wound. What in the name of the goddess is going on through that head of yours. It's probably filled with nothing appropriate" Gwen huffed and crossed her hands over her chest, managing to hold back the smile that threatened to spread across her lips as she watched a cute pout sported on his face before he slowly slipped off his shirt over his head and Gwen couldn't help the blush that stained his cheeks, her hazel eyes staring down at his well-build stomach and the abs that followed, she cleared her throat, tearing her gaze from the v line that ran straight into his pants."Stay still," She instructed, leaning down
(FLASHBACK)Ten years old Gwen placed down the little stiff bucket of water in the front of the portable cabin she inhabited with her grandma and sisters.The little girl with crimson hair and unalloyed hazel eyes placed her hands on her hips, a vast grin sporting her face as she peered down at her accomplishment. She couldn't wait to tell her Grandma she has fetched water from the well and brought it back home without slipping any of it. She clapped her little hands happily, slightly ricocheting on her feet. Grandma would be so proud.With thoughts in mind, she ran to the back of the cabin, thrilled to tell her grandma but the little girl stopped dead in her tracks when she heard the wailing voice of her best friend, being pacified by their grandma Ola.Curiously, Gwen hid behind the edge of the hut and couldn't help but listen in on their dialogue."But she's your friend, Odessa" -Grandma Ola.Little Odessa wiped her tears-drenched face with the back of her palm. "Who cares Grandma,