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Fate(Elliot POV)
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Elliot was gone from our bed when I woke up this morning. A part of me wanted to break through the wall that he had guarding his heart. We were stuck together for the next nine months. There was no reason we couldn’t be friendly. We would have to work closely to convince the people of Nymeria that there was some reality behind the fact that we’d chosen each other. Every King and Queen was required to go before their Kingdom and pledge their loyalty to their people. It was a huge deal, and the entire Kingdom was in attendance as well as the Kings and Queens of surrounding realms. I needed to talk to Elliot about creating a convincing front. People had to believe we were together in order to build trust. They wouldn’t just welcome him with open arms. Especially knowing my father's hatred for Valtarin and the Lakin's. Sitting up, I rolled my neck, ready to tackle the task of today; Planning the ceremony, both mine and that of my father’s ceremonial burial. My heart ached at
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“Who’s there?”The crunching of the footsteps halts at the sound of my voice.Pushing myself off the ground, I quickly blink away the tears that blur my vision, training my ears. Without my Lycan, I’ve got limited abilities.
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His tongue slid out between a perfect row of white teeth before he bit down on his plush, bottom lip. The smile that was on his face showed off his dimples, which somehow made him even more attractive. Elliot was sexy as hell, and he had me in the palm of his hand right now.Fuck every warning bell telling me to run away. Fuck every time he was an asshole to me. He’s the sexiest asshole I’ve ever seen, and I want him to do dirty, nasty things to my body.
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“If you could control yourself in the kitchen, this dress might look half decent,” my mother gritted out as she pulled the strings on my corset tighter. I ignored the dig, allowing the numb feeling of today to take over. She somehow possessed the ability to make me feel numb while simultaneously making me feel like a flaming piece of shit. As I mindlessly stared at myself in the mirror, my mother slowly stole my ability to breathe. Flashes in my mind take me back to the day that I was in this very same position. Three years ago. “Father, I can’t. How am I supposed to say goodbye?” I sobbed, collapsing to the floor. “Sweetheart, goodbyes are for those we will never see again. See you later is the better term. You will meet your brother in the afterlife. We must be as strong as we can right now. Dallas wouldn’t want us to crumble in his absence,” my father kneeled to my level, speaking softly as he grabbed my hands, "He will finally be free." “He was my best friend,” I snif
A Castle of Secrets Raging storms
Despite the thick canvas above our heads, the forest provided little cover for the raging storm looming above our heads. Water fell in sheets from the sky, growing heavier and heavier with each passing moment, but I refused to stop. I didn’t want to go home. Home. It didn’t feel like a home. Not mine, at least. It felt like a prison cell. There was no warmth. No love within its walls any longer. Just never-ending dread that seeped through the vents, crawling across your skin, and slowly invading your senses until it consumed you. My dress clung to my body as a second skin, slowing me down, but I refused to allow it to stop me. Between the rain and wind, a cold chill had settled deep in my bones. Elliot dutifully followed closely, not bothering to ask any questions, nor did he complain about the cold that he was surely feeling himself. A pang of guilt hit me, “You don’t have to do this,” I shouted over my shoulder, not losing pace, "I'll be fine. I always am." “Don’t real
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Elliot is merely a human without me, and a pathetic one at that. I try to have sympathy for him, but I cannot find any. It baffles me how the human brain chooses to remain stuck in any negative pivotal moment in their life. He denies her because he denies himself. How selfish is that? A creature like me can fuck through pain. Why punish myself with abstinence, feeding into that pain, when I can lose myself in someone else and grasp onto pleasure? I see that in Lilliana. Most of her kind choose to remain pure for their future mates. It is kind of sad really. Such women hold themselves to an impossible standard, holding their pleasure hostage for a man that would throw them to the side if the opportunity presented itself. But not her. She doesn’t deny herself the simple pleasures of life. Whether it be fruit stolen from a garden, or the deliciously sinful activities behind closed doors. I can smell the longing for chaos that breeds just beneath her perfect, porcelain skin.
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“Hissssssssssss.” Elliot jumped up at the noise that I made, “What the fuck was that?” His brows furrowed as he searched around the room through sleepy eyes, trying to find the culprit. Despite the extreme ache throbbing in my skull, Elliot’s sleepy voice filtered through. It was kind of a gruff, whisper laced with sleep. “I was imitating a vampire. The sun burns,” I groaned as the rays of sun blinded me through parted curtains. Blush tinted my cheeks as a realized how ridiculous that probably sounded. Flopping back onto his pillow, he chuckled, rubbing his eyes with the base of his palms, “I thought we might have had a feral cat sneak in here. That was the most pathetic vampire I’ve ever heard.” My mouth fell agape before laughter hit me full force, intensifying the ache in my skull. “Wait, what? You’ve met a vampire?” That’s exciting. I’ve never been to Xantha. Mother deemed it too dangerous as every species freely lives within their walls. Dragons, Faes, Lycans, Vampi
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My bow felt heavy on my back today. Cue regret for drinking so much last night. Outside of my oasis, this was a place where I could blow off steam. When it was just me and my bow, the world around me melted away. It had to be that way. If I lost focus, my target was pointless. I’d never successfully hit it. I can’t explain the feeling that washes over me every time my arrow pierces through my target. Whether it be on the board. A tree. An apple. I change size and distance to challenge myself, but it’s difficult to go unnoticed. Pulling the bow from my back and holding it out in front of me, I press the end of the arrow against the string and pull back. The tension in the bow causes my body to shudder with pleasure. Holding the bow just in front of my right shoulder, I stare down at my target around one-hundred and fifty feet ahead. My eyes hyperfocus on the haphazardly painted X on the splintered tree trunk, blurring everything else around me. Inhale. Exhale. Six. Five.
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