“Hey?” He called after me. I shook my head. He had already gotten himself and I in trouble for trying to help me and I didn't want that. “Are you sure?” His gaze was intimidating, I swallowed hard, looking everywhere except his face. “I am taking a stroll “ I lied, my voice croaked. He gave me a blank stare that told that he knew I was lying. “Get in my car, I'll give you a ride?” it sounded more like a suggestion. I was getting more agitated without a reason. “Can you just go away and let me think!” I yelled with so much anger. If it surprised him, he didn't show it. He sighed nonchalantly. “Fine then, you can walk to your place alone. You don't owe me anything” he said and then disappeared in his car before I could say anything. I stared at the road, not knowing where to start walking now. I decided to follow the road until it ended and headed home. I couldn't feel my legs as they burned from exhaustion and my throat of thirst. I tried sneaking in quietly once I got home
I woke up at the same spot I had passed out only that the sign of Leon. I managed to drag myself to my room and made sure the door was fully locked. I was ashamed of my reflection in the mirror, my eyes were puffy and red, red angry marks marred my neck, and blood stains were on around my nose and mouth, peeling the dress off my skin, purple circles had graced it, some were even reddish purple. I had my hand over my mouth to suppress my sobs. I looked like a train had run over me. I didn't even do anything wrong! My wolf felt angry yet exhausted. I wouldn't let it act. I loved Leon and he loved me too. At least used to. Or maybe that was what I thought. I sat on the bed, ignoring the pain that accompanied I sat on the bed, ignoring the pain that accompanied the movement, and cried silently for hours. I finally fell asleep around 5 am, the sheets were still damp. My wolf's anger had been reduced to sadness and exhaustion when I woke up, the migraine and dizziness were a little pri
It was only a dream. I couldn't tell if that was a good dream or bad one but it felt so real.Where did I see those eyes? I know I had seen them somewhere, who was that man?The dream haunted my mind, more like those eyes, I hated that I couldn't seem to remember anything and it felt like a puzzle.When I stepped out, there was no sign of Zoey and Leon and I have never felt so relieved.I felt suffocated with them.I wondered what kind of sister Zoey was, i’d never do that to her, not for any reason. But she didn’t fail to remind me of how much I didn’t belong, how much our parents- her parents saved me, of course they did, I was grateful for that but sometimes I couldn’t help but think of my real family, I couldn’t remember anything about them. Were they looking for me? Did they think of me? I wondered if I looked like my mom or dad. Who had the red hair amongst them and the ivory skin or the large blue eyes. I didn’t consider myself pretty, even if I ever did, Zoey and Leon had succ
They always said your darkest hour comes before your dawn but I didn’t think my dawn would ever come.How could he do this to me? How could they do this to me?This hurt was different from all the ones I have felt, it was tearing me apart and I couldn’t point where it hurt the most between my physical, mental and emotional state.I ran inside my room, the bed was in a mess and I fought the urge to puke. Grabbing the sheets, I threw it at the farthest end of the room, ignoring the pain that jolted through me. I didn’t know what came over me but I remember is that I was yelling and throwing things, I even broke my vanity mirror with my old heels, I tore the pillow and it feathers flew everywhere, I kept throwing things, anything I could find.I didn’t even know someone had walked in until I felt the person’s arms around me.“Your grace?” Eleanor called out.I ignored her.“Your grace?” This time she held my hands to prevent me from throwing any other thing.“What is it? Leave me alone!”
“What are you doing?” he almost growled, and for the first time in my life I didn't seem scared or surprised.I didn't respond.“What are wearing? You like a fucking slut, must you throw yourself on any male because you've been starved of attention?” He continued.Ian looked between Leon and I over and over again, raising his hands up in a defeated sign, he left.“You don't tell me who to talk to Leon.” I said calmly, I don't know where the confidence was coming from and it seemed to surprise him to because his steel blue eyes were twice the size of mine.“I think I do and if you want to be a slut, do it somewhere private, don't embarrass me.” He screamed. We were beginning to gather attention but I didn't care, Leon wasn't going to disrespect me like that today, not after what he did.“That is so rich coming from you. Last time I checked you were sticking your tongue down my sister's throat and your fingers in-between her legs!” I retorted fiercely.The crowd gasped. All eyes turned
“You should stop crying, I didn't kidnap you.” His voice ran through the car.I wanted to tell him to back off and mind his damn business, instead I settled with snorting.I couldn't make any details of his Palace when we made it through the gates, it was dark and I was myopic. But I could see the water fountain, it was in the heart of the entrance. His Palace was surprisingly big from the inside compared to how it looked outside.“Brother” A slender girl with long golden blonde locks, green eyes in a black bodycon dress made her way towards us.She stopped when she saw me, taking in my appearance from head to toe and it was that moment I felt glad about Eleanor's borrowed dress.My heart sank at the thought of her. How was she going to get it back?I saw the lingering questions in the blonde girl’s eyes, it made me fidget. What did she think of me?“Who is she?” She asked as she peered at me.“This is errrrr….” he looked at me for help. He didn't even know my name.“Arielle” I was su
I couldn’t remember when I fell asleep, a knock on the door woke me up. It was the Lycan King and behind him was a maid, she held a tray of breakfast,after dropping it off, she hurried away, returning with a pair of dresses in hangers, dropping them off again, she hurried away. “How did you sleep?” He asked when we were finally alone. “Good” He nodded understandingly. “You should do your thing, I’ll be back when I think you are done.” He stated while pointing at the breakfast, the clothes and what I had assumed to be the bathroom. This time, I did the nodding and boom! He was gone. I ran my hands through the fabric of the dresses, I had never owned anything like this. Even if the Lycan King was lending it to me, I felt happy. The rest showed too much cleavage or the corsets were too tight. I stuck with the forest green dress, the neck was high enough and the green complemented my red hair a little, at least that was what I thought. I stared at the view from my room, the were r
The Lycan king had come to remind me of brunch with his mother and I couldn't be more scared. I knew it wasn't going to end well. “Just breathe,” Sheliah whispered. Of course I named my wolf. The walk to where we were having brunch was awfully quiet, I couldn’t remember passing through so many doors last night. When we finally made it there, it was the rooftop, a table had been set up there and the view was magnificent … well, breathtaking. A waterfall poured from above, forming a small pond, which reflected the woods in every direction. The sky was clear blue with puffy clouds, not too high or too low for it to be uncomfortable. A light breeze rustled the leaves on the tree tops. It was perfect. I could have stayed here all day if only it weren’t for the fact that this morning the Lycan King's mother had summoned me here. My stomach lurched at the thought. The table was covered in a baby pink tablecloth, flowers were in little vases, along with glasses filled with red wine. There we