"That’s not going to happen, Kelvin." From behind him, a shrill, angry voice yelled, startling him. He jumped in fright and was one inch from hitting his forehead on the wall beside him, but Hashmuk lifted him, pulling him back to his arms."What the hell, Harriet?" He frowned, pinching his nose in annoyance. "You know better than anyone that I don’t like it when people sneak up on me, jeez!" He sighed, his hands running through his naturally tangled ginger and brown hair."Of course I know that; how can I forget it?" She scoffed with both her hands folded across her chest. "You know I am such a good friend, Kelvin!" She praised herself in such a sarcastic way."Of course you are, and that's why you crept up on me, isn't it?" He scoffed back with a raised eyebrow. "What’s wrong with you anyway, Harriet?" "You're acting as if I stole something precious from you." He asked as he took a step back from her.She was fuming and glaring at him with expressionless eyes. He had no idea what was
Harriet sniffed, closing the door behind her. She couldn’t tell whether it was her becoming possessive or Kelvin who had started forgetting about them. They had taken an oath the day Karen Milburn succeeded in bringing them together, and they swore that no matter what happens to their lives, no matter how hard they will one day fight each other, no matter the new people they are bound to meet in their lives, they will always stick together, fly together, and always be there for each other.Kelvin had always been the first person to give her a birthday gift, to plan a party for her, and to console her each year on the anniversary of her parents' deaths. Kelvin was like the angel she had always sought—an angel who made sure that she had always been okay and that nothing would go wrong on her side. But Kevin was no longer interested in her. He'd changed, and she had no idea whether it was because he wanted to be serious about his life or because he met Hashmuk and forgot about them."May
Harriet shoved her hands deep into her trouser pockets as she walked to the cementry. The sky above her cleared because of the moon, which accompanied her there, smiling as if assuring her that what she was about to do was good and super perfect and she didn't have to worry. The stars glitter, twinkling every time she raises her head to marvel at their beauty, as if they were her security. The fear she was feeling had already subsided, and she felt a little better.The wind blew her hair away, and she had to stop to remove the few strands that had been blown into her mouth and eyes. After thinking for a while, she removed the hairband around her wrist and tied her hair into a high ponytail when Karen's words of advice rang in her ears, reminding her of what she had forgotten."Whenever you're out there alone, don't let your hair flow freely." Always tie it so that if someone sneaks behind you for an attack, he or she will be unable to do so because most of them tend to grab the hair.
"What should I serve you, ma'am?" A young male waiter approached Harriet and asked. He handed over the paper menu to her, but she declined, saying she wanted to be served a plate of fried rice and chicken, which happened to be her favorite. A few minutes later, the waiter came back with a plate full of rice and some wine, which was always given for free to their customers.Harriet munched on the food like a hungry pig that had been starved for years, but by the time she was done, her stomach was so full that she doubted if she would be able to walk back to the palace. She passed through the counter, cleared her bill, and asked for a bowl of boiled chicken soup, which she carried with her back home."On Harriet, the day is finally over." She sighed, gazing up at the sky. The moon was still clear, as if it were celebrating something: "Are you there to celebrate with me?" She chuckled, pulling her phone from the trouser pockets. She wore headsets around her ears and walked back home, hum
A poke in the head woke Harriet up. She looked at her surroundings with wide eyes and her lips curving upward for an uncontrollable smile. "I'm in heaven," she giggled as she crimped her eyes against the bright rays of light that covered the whole place. When she was losing her breath, she thought that maybe she was going to hell because all she could see were black dots, and then a thick darkness engulfed her, but she had woken up in a bright place."Why don’t I hear angels singing?" She asked herself, looking around her. She saw a familiar face standing in front of her, and she was forced to rub her eyes multiple times to make sure that she wasn’t dreaming but was seeing that person."Why are you here?" She asked, confused. The previous night, when she left the restaurant, she left that waiter behind the counter; why was it he was also there? Did the spirits follow me to the restaurant to kill the waiter as well? Poor guy! She sympathized, looking around to see if she could see any
The people of Strawberry Pack were woken up by cries of war outside their territory. Many of the guards who were always on standby at the main gate to ensure that no harm came to pack members were caught off guard and were slaughtered alive. Only the few who had managed to escape were the ones who screamed, letting all the pack members know what was happening and asking them to be prepared for the erupting war.Alpha Rasmore, who was busy reviewing some of the few files left and then going to have a morning nap, sighed in frustration, wondering what was going on. He had been receiving numerous anonymous phone calls asking him why his pack was attacked. He dismissed them, thinking they were just prank phone calls, but he was shocked when his beta, Hashmuk, ran in with the same news.He tried to call Alpha Aura to find out what had gone wrong because they had met and solved their issue, but an evil laughter welcomed him from the other end. "Did you think receipts and a mere conversation
The people of Strawberry Pack were woken up by cries of war outside their territory. Many of the guards who were always on standby at the main gate to ensure that no harm came to pack members were caught off guard and were slaughtered alive. Only the few who had managed to escape were the ones who screamed, letting all the pack members know what was happening and asking them to be prepared for the erupting war.Alpha Rasmore, who was busy reviewing some of the few files left and then going to have a morning nap, sighed in frustration, wondering what was going on. He had been receiving numerous anonymous phone calls asking him why his pack was attacked. He dismissed them, thinking they were just prank phone calls, but he was shocked when his beta, Hashmuk, ran in with the same news.He tried to call Alpha Aura to find out what had gone wrong because they had met and solved their issue, but an evil laughter welcomed him from the other end. "Did you think receipts and a mere conversation
Alpha Aura's men surrounded Alpha Rasmore as they were asked, but they never attacked. They surrounded him in such a way that he was in the middle while their bulky bodies shielded him as if he were in a bomb blast area. They were all empty-handed because the moment Alpha Aura yelled at them, asking them to attack, they all dropped their swords and walked towards Rasmore. Alpha Aura squinted his thick eyebrows together, wondering what was going on. His heart had already taken on a different rhythm, and he was sweating profusely. He'd never had that feeling before, or had he? It had been so long that he'd forgotten about it. What he remembers is that something bad happened thereafter, and that was the same second that feeling washed away from him."Why are you all surrounding him without your swords?" He inquired, pointing out their sharp swords, which glistened and blinded his eyes when he looked at them. They had fallen to the ground. "Oh, I get it," he chuckled, attempting to bury t