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I gasped, holding my neck as though I was gasping for air, only to realise I
was free. Nobody was holding my neck, pressing down on it like they were
trying to squeeze the life out of it. Nobody was looking at me with a
mocking gaze.
I looked around, for some reason, everything felt….
“strange” I muttered,
looking around to see that I was back to my old room which I had moved
out from two years ago.
I stood slowly, looking around as though it was my first day on earth.
Pushed the bedroom door open, only to find my parents in the living room,
smiling without a care In the world.
I felt the tears prickle at my eyes.
“honey!! You are awake!” my mother smiled, looking at me with this warmth
that made my throat tighten.
I took a step back into my room.
“is this…
” I swallowed, trying to get my shit
together.
“is this some sort of prank?” I said, my voice shaky as fought to
keep the tears at bay. They looked at me like I was some sort of crazy lady.
“I apologize okay? I admit I should not have betrayed you guys like that and
not a day goes by that I don’t think about it” the tears were falling down at
this point, the sobs interrupting each word as they flew out of my mouth.
I turned back, just about to go back into my room and figure a way out of
this hell I had somehow managed to put myself in when the door flew open.
“hey bitchesssssss”
“Lyara! Language!!!” my mother scolded but my sister rolled her eyes, she
walked up to me, giving me that innocent smile.
I froze, everything about this moment suddenly felt familiar.
The early morning air, my parents smiling and setting up and my sister
walking in with…
She handed me the bag! “Happy eighteenth big sis.
” I looked at her, telling
myself over and over again that it could not be.Everything seemed to be going just how it went down on my eighteenth two
years ago.
I opened the paper bag, and just like then, it was a perfume one I did not
know had wolf’s bane.
I pulled the bag away from me like it was going to kill me which most likely
could have
“you don’t like it?” she asked, suddenly looking at me with this panicked
expression.
The last time she had given me this, I was so excited, spraying it all over
my body and on all my clothes.
“I mean…
”
“Eloise don’t be rude, your sister spent a fortune on it” my dad said, giving
me an encouraging smile, but I only smiled back.
Nothing seemed to be making sense at the moment, one moment, Ian had
me in between himself and a wall as he looked into my eyes, telling me
how much he hated me as he squeezed on my neck and the next thing I
knew I was here, back into the room with events of the worst day of my life,
the day it all started, playing again.
*flashback*
“come on, don’t you want to spray the perfume?” Lyara pulled at me arm,
smiling at me with this cute innocent face that I could not refuse, I mean I
also wanted to spray it too so what the heck?!
I ran into the room, drowning everything I owned in the perfume.
“so…
” she said, entering into the room and looking around, I noticed how
she did not dare to touch anything in the room but I waved it off. It was
probably just my paranoia “
..what do you have planned for the day?” she
asked, looking at me like her life depended on it.
“you are being weird Ly” I smiled at her shoving her away slightly.“whatttt. I just want to stay with my big sis” she pouted as she moved to
hug me which I evaded.
“you know I can’t, not today” I said, opening my mouth to say something
when a knock came at my door. I rushed to the door, dropping everything in
an instant to swing the door, just as I suspected, Ian was there, looking at
me like he was bored out of his mind.
“what took you so long” he rolled his eyes, already leaving before I even
got a word out on why I was a few seconds late in opening the door.
‘it wasn’t even up to a minute’ I thought to myself but decided I was going
to keep my mouth shut so that I did not get him any more upset.
“we are going to my friend Mich first” I could have sworn that he raised an
eye brow, looking at me to see if I was going to give him a reaction but I
just smiled.
‘he does not mean it’ I told myself over and over swallowing the tears that
were about to gather.
He talked with his friend, totally ignoring my presence.
“umm… Ian? I think we should have this conversation another time, I mean
I would not want to keep Eloise waiting” Mich said, giving me this pitiful look
as though he was just realizing that I was there, standing behind them.
Ian looked at him as though trying to see if he was serious before he
snorted “please… I mean it’s not like she has anywhere to be, we are
basically doing her a favour” Mich gave an awkward laugh, looking at me
with this pitiful look in his eyes as he glanced at me.
I should have left, I should have stormed out and not looked back.
“he is
your mate, they never mean to hurt you” my mother’s voice echoed in my
head as I took another deep breath
“you know, can’t just say that about your mate to someone else” I said, his
whole body freezing almost instantly.
“what?” Mich said, looking at the two of us as though he did not understand
what I had just said.“excuse us a moment” Ian’s voice had gone deadly, looking at me with a
gaze that was sure to take my breath.
“what you think you are…
” he did not give me a chance to speak as he
dragged me away from ear shot.
“are you out of your mind?!!!” he said, tugging on hair while he paced back
and forth.
“I told you, nobody can know of us until…
” he took in a deep
breath before he smiled at me.
“look, just stick to the plan okay? Nobody
should know” I swallowed, looking at him even though the only thing I
wanted to do in that moment was scream why
**
A knock dragged me out of my daze, making me look from Lyara to the
door.
“I guess you have plans for the day huh?” she said giving a dramatic sigh,
as she threw herself on the couch.
I moved to the door, already dreading who I was going to meet there.
The knock came a little louder this time around, with muffled sounds
coming from the other side.
I swung the door open, coming face to face with the one person I did not
want to see, at least not now.
“what took you so long” the familiar scowl on his face sent a chill down my
spine, but I swallowed, I was not going to do this shit with him, not the
second time.
“and what are you looking for here?” I asked in my cold biting voice.
ELOISEIn the hours to come, I understood what pain felt like. Lyara might have casted a spell to speed up the healing but I felt the pain in real time. I grew very familiar with all the shapes of pain.Time faded away slowly and I withered in the dungeon. I had cried and now there was no tears left for me. I kept thinking of ways to get out of this. Soon, they would drag me outside again to whip me. I couldn’t remain stuck in this endless circle. There had to be an end to it. Sleep evaded me and whenever it came, it was haunted with nightmares, memories of Lyara and Olpheus, making love. How could he not know who I was? How could he stand beside her and remain oblivious? All my love for him had bled away. All that remained was my rage, swelling heavily in my chest, swallowing me whole until there was nothing left. How could he do this to me? My wolf was long gone, retreated into herself, distorted from the magic and pain. I didn’t call for her. I wanted her to remain in me, where s
LYARAWarmth spread through my belly as I looked around at the life that was now mine. This was mine. I deserved this. I worked hard for this. Eloise was a pest that needed to be removed and now that she is gone, I can finally enjoy my hardwork. Olpheus had his arms wrapped around me firmly as he led me back inside the castle – my castle, my home. He didn’t know the magic I was weilding and I made sure he wouldn’t be able to find out for a while. He wouldn’t catch me offguard this time. “Go to your room, my love. The maids are at your disposal. I have somethings to handle.” He said, his hand on my lower back making me shiver. Somethings to handle? Was he going to her?“Where are you going?” I asked in a sharp tone and remembered myself, so I did my best to sound as soft and nauseating as my sister. “Why don’t you stay with me, or better yet, I come with you?”He shook his head and pressed his lips to my cheeks. “I will be right back and you do not have to worry about your sister’s
Screams ripped from my throat as they dragged me out. My legs slammed against the ground but they didn’t stop. They carried me as if I was a sack of flour, and pulled me out. Nothing made them stop, no begging, screaming or yelling worked.“You have to believe me!” I sobbed as they dragged me to the town square. There had prepared the execution square. Why was I cursed to die again? Why? Why was I bound to this fate? Why couldn’t I escape it?“OLPHEUS!” I screamed with every strength in me.He looked at me, and something flickered in his eyes, but it was gone immediately she touched him.He looked away from me, and focused on her. He held her hands tightly, and smiled at her. The guards pushed me to my knee hard, kicking the air out of my lungs. Tears spilled from my eyes, and I wanted to wipe it away. My heart was broken but the rage in me burned hotter than ember. I wanted to burn the world. I wanted to burn them all. “Will you at least look me in the eyes before you banish me to
Before I could speak, I heard footsteps, strong and domineering.My stomach sank as Olpheus walked in and stood in front of my cell. I was on my knees, covered in dirt, and wearing Lyara’s face.He turned to her, and I waited for him to see through her magic, her disguise. He didn’t. His face softened, and he frowned, “What are you doing here, Eloise? You shouldn’t be here. This witch has caused you so much grief, and you should be in bed, where you can be protected.”“No.” I shook my head, terror climbing to my throat.Lyara touched his cheeks and smiled at him. “I know, and I am sorry I came here behind your back, but I wanted to see her one last time before … you know.”He nodded stiffly. “Your soft heart is your most endearing features but you shoudln’t be here. It is going to get messy, and a bit bloody. The villagers have gathered to watch the execution.” “Execution?” Her eyes widened slightly, and he frowned, “We have been over this already –”“She is lying, Olpheus!” I scream
The stench in the dungeon was unbearable. I scrunched my nose as I followed Nolan deeper into it. Goosebumps broke over my skin, and I hated every minute. I wanted to turn back and forget about her. Who cared if she died? I did, apparantly. I cared if she died. My kind heart would be the death of me. “You have to be quick.” Nolan whispered, urging me forward. “The guards are on their shift again, so we have a very short window. Be quick, Eloise. I’ll be waiting here for you.” “Thank you so much.” I hugged him tightly before running down the dark hallways. There was no one else there. I came to a stop in front of her cage. My chest caved in at her sight. She was dirty, a huge mess, still wearing what she had on the last time I saw her. This was my sister and I would fight for her. I would do whatever I needed to keep her alive. She looked up slowly, pushing her hair off her face. “Eloise?” She whispered, voice sounding small, childlike.I took a step forward, guilt nibbling in my
I looked around and saw the guards waiting closer, watching me carefully. “Where is Nolan’s room?” I asked the one closest to me. He frowned at me, adjusted his helmet, and said. “I can take you there, ma’am, or better still, I can bring him out here for you to speak to.” “Oh, that won’t be necessary. I only need to speak to him about something quickly. Can you direct me to his quarters?” I insisted, keeping a calm smile on my face. I was about to rescue my sister from the clutches of Olpheus, I was about to go against their King. It was better for me to suffer the consequences alone when push came to shove. I wasn’t ready to drag anyone down with me, well … except Nolan, I guess, but strangely enough, he was the only one I could trust about this. He must have meant something to me in my past life, for me to trust him this much. I was eager to fully remember my past life, but for now, I would settle for what I had remembered. The guards begrudgingly directed me to Nollan’s quarte







