ログイン“Happened, how?” she stared down at me. “like how did you survive? And more importantly it's been a year. What happened all these while?” She wondered. “I just woke up three weeks ago, Sage took me away, he's been taking care of me too.” “Sage?” I wondered. “Yes.” I gave her a look, “so are you guys like a thing now?” I wiggled my brow. Her cheeks turned into a pale shade of red, I was stunned, too stunned to speak. “Well, he's my mate.” She said shyly. “Mate huh, good thing he's cute and from the look of things he must have taken really good care of you,” I suggestively. She choked, coughing loudly, I barely controlled the laughter that threatened to slip through my lips, giving her the best innocent look I could muster. She shut me a glare, “Stop thinking about nonsense.” I blinked innocently, “So he didn't take care of you then?” “I didn't say that” she defended. “So, what exactly are you saying then?” I folded my arms underneath my breast, waiting for the
Aella I stumbled into the hall to see the soldiers and everyone gathered at a spot, they were surrounding something or rather someone. I walked slowly, heart pounding in my chest, throat drying, my feets dragged itself across the tile, like it couldn't believe what it was being insinuated. I caught that same flicker of silver once more and my eyes blurred, the pack members made way for me as I walked. The noise slowly quieted as they noticed my presence, and just as I got to the center, there she was, Ragnar on her arms looking every bit the obedient nephew and Elysia tugging at her sleeves probably wondering who this ridiculously striking figure that resembled his mother was. I choked down a sob, she finally noticed me. Her face cracked and then her expression softened, her lips tilted upwards, her eyes widening, she dropped Ragnar carefully and then stretched to face me. “Hi kiddo.” She opened her arms wide. I blinked twice to make sure I wasn't dreaming, but everything
“No.” Eros glared at me, “You're not one. Come on doll, just talk to me” he nestled closer to me. I inhaled his scent greedily, feeling my body calm at that woody scent I loved. “Promise you won't freak out.” I bit my lips. He rolled his eyes, “Have I ever?” “Fair point” I nodded. My voice was quiet but clearer than anything, his quiet breathing did nothing to affect it. I told him about it, all of it, my mind went back to the first time, “back then when I had the first nightmare of killing all my friends and family” my voice shook as I spoke. He squeezed my hand, encouraging me to go on, I took a deep breath, “I thought it was like a fluke or Ursa had done something to me, but the sisters are dead. They're gone, so what is going on? Who was that red haired man?” I finally broke down, “was I really a monster that massacred innocents? They were powerless against me” I choked back a sob. Sigh. “Stop crying love” his thumbs wiped my tears, his eyes glowing with ador
******** A day to the Twins one year Celebration ****** Aella's Pov “Please…… please….. have mercy” a trembling figure crawled to my feet, I looked down at him, and wordless I brought the sword right down his heart, His eyes widened in disbelief as he breathed his last, the words choked through the blood spilling down his lips. “Mon…mon..ster, she's a monster” another voice shouted and just like that chaos erupted, screams, cries. I felt nothing, my eyes coldly fell on all before me and with a sharp intake of breath I struck. Like I had done this a hundred times already, like it was already a part of me, in less than ten minutes I was standing before the last body. A child, maybe a few years younger than me, I don't know, I lost count after some time. Hatred brimmed in her teary eyes, she glared at me fiercely, body shaking as she clutched a man close to her chest, probably her father. His eyes half opened, “please…. Spare…..” without waiting for him to complete it I
"Well, well, what do we have here?" A strange man, with blood dripping down his body stood in the sun, paired with his red hair and the wicked glint in his eyes he looked like a demon. The following year's were a horrifying one for him, he learnt the true meaning of despair, he later found out that the man that found him was named Azrathul. A terror to the entire celestial realm who went around, village to village, fighting immortals and slaughtering villages, and he brought sage along. Subjecting him to cruel training, he was forced to kill or be killed, at 10 he had gone numb from slaughtering families. At 11 he didn't know the difference between right or wrong any more, the lines blurred, by 12 he could barely remember what his family looked like. Life continued like that until one day, he witnessed the war between Azrathul and the rest of the gods, the surviving immortals joined. Azrathul had raised war against the entire realm, his crimes were too great, but unknown to
Sage pov Flashback Nine year old Sage, one of the naturally born immortals, watched his family being slaughtered by one who looked like a demon from hell. Just last night they had been having dinner, all laughs and fun, no pressure, everyone loved everyone. His mother, father, brothers, and little sister, all together, with him the last born. They usually ate together, but this time felt different, they all had something extra to say, River, his eldest brother, had offered him his powers as a gift; the others followed suit. He didn't fully understand why, but who wouldn't accept such gifts, he had a rare constitution. His body had always been strong and powerful, it was said that his yin energy was one of the best, but back then he was just a little man with a family that loved him a little too much. The next morning a red haired figure stormed into their home, “Sage” his mother had grabbed him by the arm, dragging him with her, He was still dazed, his eyes were fogg







