ElenaIt can’t be true. That’s what I kept telling myself. Mikhail has no reason to hurt my family…could I be wrong? He had hurt me, lied to my parents, and had practically hurt everyone around me. What makes me feel he couldn’t have done that? Besides, there’s no reason for Ezekiel to lie to me. Ezekiel has never lied to me, but Mikhail has. A thought strikes my mind, and without hesitation, I bend forward, attacking the driver and distracting him from driving, cursing the car to careen around. Anger pulsates through my veins as I imagine Mikhail laughing at me. Has this all been a game to him? He has feelings for me, wants to be with me? Lies. He lied again. I turn the steering wheel, the car hitting a tree bark with full force, sending me falling to the back seat, hitting my head on the window. Pain shoots throughout my head, and sirens are beginning to play in my head; my vision is blurry. I try shaking it off, but it only adds to the headache. But I need to move, I need to get o
Elena I’m dressed in a royal blue, long sleeve, body hug gown, designed with a low V neck, showcasing the gift Mikhail had given me. Actually the whole outfit is a gift from him, but there’s something about the necklace that got me mesmerized. I’m not materialistic so of course it’s not about the gold, rather, it’s the pendant design. It’s a broken heart pendant, attached with blood dripping, and above it is the first letter of my name. The design is intricate and difficult to imagine. To show that it was designed specially for me, Mikhail had drawn it on the letter he had sent to me. Speaking of the letter, I can’t help but imagine Mikhail saying those words tonight. The letter that had each line piercing through my heart. “Dear Angel,My angel even before I discovered, you’re indeed the light in my life. The only one destined for me. Perhaps you are in doubt because I once had a mate that I once loved dearly. I can’t deny that fact. However, your presence did what no one could ev
ElenaHoney bear and I have become closer these past days. We even have a routine now, and I can feel her opening up to me, the way I am getting fond of her, too fond of her. Sometimes I wished she were mine instead. I even wished I had met Mikhail earlier. Speaking of Mikhail. I have been avoiding him the past three days and thinking about him all night. It’s foolish, I know, but I am burning with yearning and guilt at the same time. This is Mikhail, he had hurt me in the spots it most hurt. Besides that, there’s Ezekiel, I can’t betray him. He has been through so much, lost everything, all because of him. What happens when he finds out I’m in a relationship with the man who ruined his life? My heart has begun to sting again, that dull ache settling in slowly, the breeze that once wrapped around me as a comforting shield is now like a burning flame. “Elena? Are you there?” I’m snapped to the present, meeting the gaze of the little girl standing before me. I darted my gaze to the
Mikhail“Well, hello me, good morning, yes, I did have a good night's rest, wowwww, thanks for being so kind,” I had been so lost in my own thoughts that I did not notice Darius's presence. To be honest, I had seen him walk in, I ignored him, and he faded into the background as Elena hit my mind. It has been that way for the past three days now. Losing track of whatever I’m doing whenever she returned to my mind, whenever I replayed that moment in the kitchen. I could swear something was starting to work between us. I needed to change, and she just needed a little pressing on, that’s what I thought would help us take a step into a healthy relationship between us. But she had rejected me. This is not my pride hurting right now; I know that because she had hurt my pride a thousand times. There’s a dull ache in my chest, similar to the pain after I discovered Beatrice had been betraying me. It’s crazy this time, because I have begun developing feelings for Elena, I admit that, but I’
Elena “She’s your daughter, how can she have my last name?” The look on Mikhail’s face displayed resignation, as if that was the only solution on the ground. He had his head resting on his palm, with his elbow on the counter, seemingly exhausted. “You’ve seen what happens when my people’s identity is exposed,” Mikhail begins with a low voice. Despite how low he speaks, I can feel the weight of his words; it’s shocking, but I think Mikhail is in an emotional state, not the usual angry kind. He seems…sad? “Schwoz only found out recently, and he wasted no time using her as a weapon to fire at me. There are many more, Elena, worse…including her mother,” I felt a slight piercing in my chest, perhaps it’s because I’m about to hear what I have been waiting for. What Mikhail seems to have been avoiding talking about. Which is why I tried my best to keep a straight face, not to make gestures that would cause him to stop speaking. Mikhail chuckled bitterly before continuing. “She would use
Elena We had returned to the pack It’s sad that my first time in the States went down in the mud. It has almost ruined my profound dream of moving there. I feel like I would recall the events of these past few days if I ever return. But at least everyone is safe and we are back to the usual…perhaps not. There has been a shift in the air between Mikhail and I. Questions and answers linger between us, but it isn’t that intense, thanks to Esther, or I should go back to calling her honey bear; besides she wasn’t able to register the name. Daniela still has two days to return, and so I had no one to just sit around with, although we said nothing, there was just this bit of relaxation I got with her around. “I’ll prepare lunch,” I announce the minute we are inside the pack house.“No need for that, a maid has been sent over for that, you should rest,” Mikhail says from behind. I had long halted when he began responding, both Es–honey bear and me. This time, I turn to him.“Isn’t it ris