--Athena’s POV--"Athena! Athena! Wake up! "With a cold sweat, shaking, and a pounding heart, I woke up. I looked around to see where I was. I’m quite relieved to see the trees and hear the chirping of the birds. I might have fallen asleep here in the tree house."You’re having nightmares again?" Knight asked with a worried tone.I avoided his eyes and I sat properly. I’ve been dreaming a lot of weird things lately. It all started when my life was taken from innocence. I thought it was just a normal dream at first, but as I got older, I noticed how frequently I dreamed, not to mention how those dreams are connected, like they're a story."It’s much worse today," I whispered."How come? Did you dream of flying dragons now? " He laughed.I gawked at him. How would he react if I told him that it’s not just flying dragons but wolves that fight with swords that could kill only them? I shook my head and decided to just keep my mouth shut."We should go now. My father will look for me, "I u
--Someone's POV-"How about you? Are you not going home yet?" Grandma asked the well-groomed child.They are walking on the pavement. It's not winter yet, yet the cold can still be felt."What is your name again?" Grandma asked the child."Knight," he answered.Grandma smiled at him sweetly. "Nice to meet you, Knight."The child simply smiled."So when are you going to go home?""Mom will pick me up. I'll call her. " He said."Why? Where was she? ""She's busy with our company."The grandmother nodded. "And how did you end up with those children?" She's talking about the children who live in the slums."I'm bored. I wanted to make friends. ""With them?"The child shrugged. "What's wrong with them?"The grandma stopped and smiled afterward. She tapped the child's head."Right, nothing's wrong with them."Grandma was surprised when the child suddenly reached out for her hand. She looked down on him."Grandma, can you tell me about the ending?"Grandma contemplated. With the child's doe
--Someone's POV-"Get out of here, filthy old woman."The old woman stumbled in the middle of the street when the owner of the store pushed her. She even threw her bag that's with her. The old woman was speechless. She didn't even fight back or even speak."Grandma!"The old woman smiled when she heard the children approaching her. She was struggling, so these children helped her."You didn't have to push her!""Shhh, son, you don't need to bark at her." The old woman lectured the child.The child just pouted and went with the grandmother. They found their place next to an alley. They settled there."Have you eaten?" The old woman asked."Not yet.We didn't find a side line today, grandma. "The old woman smiled in a motherly way. She rummaged through her bag and brought out the few pieces of bread in there. The children celebrated and shared it in the dark night."It looks like it's going to rain, Grandma. There is no moon today. The stars are few as well. "The grandmother patted the
--Knight's POV--"Alpha, they're here."How many moon rises have I witnessed? Several winters have passed. Many lives have been born, but here I am."I'll go after you." I said to Lucas, the beta of our pack."Grendel's pack has arrived as well."I quickly turned to Lucas. He's smirking. I furrowed my right brow and reached for the bronze goblet on my table."Is he with her?" I asked."Of course he came with his Luna."I chuckled and nodded. "Good for him.""He'll meet you after the ritual. He told me he had something important to tell you. "My brows furrowed. "Important? In the few years we haven't seen each other, what important thing could he want to tell me? "Lucas shrugged his shoulders.I rolled my eyes. "You can leave." I ordered."Oh wow," he uttered.What is his problem this time?"Sometimes, I can't help but think that we are better off in the world of people. There, I can disrespect you and I can--"I threw at him something that I picked up from my table, and he immediate
In life, you have different things you want to pursue, may be material things, events, a person, or anything. The world is made to be inconsistent, and so are we.It seems that whatever we desire, it will never end, it will never finish. We always have new wants, always have new desires. There will never be contentment.You always seem to be looking for something. You always seem to be missing something. And all this time, I always believed that we are like that because it's our norm. That we are made that way with our own differences.But now, I realized that maybe, that's why we can't be satisfied: we can't see the reason and purpose of these things.I lived in vain. My whole life seems to have been dedicated to enslaving the world.I fooled people because I wanted to help others. It doesn't make sense, doesn't it? I hated my father and ended up forgiving him. Still, it does not make sense.There will always be a twist and turn with everything; there's no consistency, because there'
That kiss intensified. From gentle kisses, it became fiery and longing. Our lips fought. I don't know if it's because we've been through so much that we're so thirsty for each other.But the only thing I know now is that I want to make him feel how much I love him. As I've said a while ago, I want to be selfish just this once. I want to love him without thinking about anything. I want to show him how much I love him without holding back.The way he held me with care was different from his aggressive kisses. I resisted his kisses. The coldness I felt earlier now has been replaced by a warmth that caresses not only my skin but also my heart.His hands roamed around my neck and down my body. Now he is slowly getting up and positioning himself in front of me. I moaned, feeling his mouth suck my neck lightly.This scene is strange, especially in light of the past events. I loved him and it hurts me so badly.He stopped and sniffled my neck, smelling whatever it was, probably the smell of s