“And now we are being held hostage!” “Don’t be dramatic Silver.” Conri exclaimed. I was not holding anyone hostage. What I was saying was that the ceremony would go on whether they liked it or not. Whether they were part of it or not. I was far too riled up to argue with them. My eyes spoke for me. The alphas averted their gazes, backing away and I took that as acquiesce. I turned away from them, walking back into the forest. The wind whistled shrilly, blowing the trees to it's violent rhythm. I gathered the fruits and herbs I needed before walking back to my hanging meat. I ground the herbs and fruits on the stone. I rolled the oranges on the ground over and over to get as much of the juice squeezed. I sliced the meat to perfect cuts which I carried to the fire. I set them near but not directly to the fire. As the large pieces cooked on the rocks I set them on, I divided the fire into two. I set up where I would hang up each animal then went to get the two beasts. I hung them upsi
I tended to the meat all night long as the others slept in the camp. My eyes were heavy with sleep but I was determined to complete the course that would follow that day. The forest came to life as the sun rose over the horizon. The rain had begun and exhausted itself on me. I liked to believe it was cleansing me of how weak I had gotten. By the time the men woke up I had assembled their plates for them. They sat and ate as they chat with themselves. I could feel the eyes take me in but I had my old self back. There was no way they could approach or start a conversation with me. Even Conri decided to let it rest. They walked away after eating, heading back to the pack, and I was left to dissemble all the shelters I had made. I cleared the beds and left the area as clean as we found it. They came back clean with a new set of clothes while I rotted, feeling like filth in my own skin. My back was to them, my legs were crossed and I was staring at the lake. The hand of time paused for m
I woke up alone, arms and spread out like an eagle on the bed. I had drunk too much Were-ale. It had knocked me out which was the only way I could sleep really. Looking back at the previous night, I had a great time. The people had led me down into the forest and I had become one with the rhythm until the wee hours of morning. Drink after drink made it's way onto my hand, and before I knew it, I was sloshed. We jumped around as a group and drank until dawn was upon us. I slowly dragged myself off the bed, stumbling to the bathroom where I crumbled to my knees and held on tightly to the seat. I spewed bile hard my belly arched inwards. I kept dry heaving with nothing else passing because I had been running on fumes for two full days. My stomach was rolling, so I decided to settle near the toilet bowl in case I had another episode. I was running warmer than normal and the tiles were cool. Passing out there was a very attractive prospect. It was hours later when I woke up. I dragged m
No one thought he was bold enough. I did not think he was that bold but I was wrong, I knew he was gone. I could not believe it, neither could Areli or Conri for that matter, because they were both gaping at the door he'd left through. We all stared at the door in shock as if that would will Brum back. My jaw was unhinged as well, and I looked between the royal couple and the door in confusion. The room alternated between hot and cold. I kept processing it and each time it baffled me even harder. I was at my wits end. My mind was in the gutter. Conri was visibly seething in anger, running his hand through his hair. He turned to a wide eyes Areli. I knew their attention would soon turn to me. I knew their eyes would be sorrowful and pitying. I didn’t want to be a part of it. I shot up to my feet, turned around and quickly made my way out of the office. Areli called after me but I moved faster, getting into Brum’s office. I quickly grabbed a chair and put it under the handle which wig
Brum was gone for the whole following week. There was no time to ponder on it because I was buzzing like a bee through the castle. I never thought I would enjoy work that much. I was smiling despite the odds bet against me. I taught two-hour classes twice which I thoroughly enjoyed. All the warriors joined my class and I honestly couldn't have asked for better students. I then joined some of the other classes by the other trainers and learned plenty, including how to fight off a werewolf. I dropped them all down of course. There was no way I wasn’t letting it be known who was the best fighter in the kingdom. Areli joined often which became our thing. The king did sometimes too which was even more fun because all the warriors did their absolute to impress the king. I was not above that kind of attention, we all did our absolute best when the crowned couple was present. After training, I would refresh then head to the cleaning crew to check on them and see if any help is needed. I wou
I was sick. I was sick to my stomach for days. I buried myself in bed, tossing and turning with sweat trickling from every open pore on my skin. Yet my compulsive behavior still had me wake up and wash the sheets each day as sick as I was from how hard I was sweating. The contractors were supposed to start working on the room and I had no energy to move out so I told them to start working on the other rooms first. Besides the sickness, I was dealing with the constant pounding of hammer to wall and other sounds of construction work. I did not want to see anyone so much I put a chair under the door handle. I blocked Areli out from my head but that did not stop her from insistently knocking on my door and sitting there for hours telling me ridiculous stories each day. She tried, she did try to cheer me up but she was not the problem. I was the problem. I just wanted to be left alone. She did not know I was sick, no one knew and I liked to keep it that way. They all thought I was mopping
It was a trap. It was a trap I couldn’t shake off. I shimmied hard into the rabbit hole and got stuck inside. There was no way out. The pull of the blanket under my chin, the fold of my body and the dangerous thoughts were all a trap. I found myself in a loop, in a cycle I could not break. I couldn't get myself to leave the bed. No matter how much my inner voice screamed for me to get up I just couldn’t. No matter how much my dragon fired at me to get myself together I just couldn’t. What should have been a night to recover turned to a week of deep-rooted pain that kept me chained to the bed. To keep Areli off my case I would wake up dead at night and slowly make my way to the kitchen where I would rattle some pots then walk back up but in the past two days I did not have the strength to even cover my tracks. I just lay in bed with my eyes closed. My whole body hurt so bad even swallowing turned painful. My stomach could only painfully turn and churn because there was nothing I could
I was doing much better when I next woke up. As much as I hated it, I kept Brum’s t-shirt on. I sniffed it constantly and it kept me sane. I packed all his clothes away and set the cases to the side. I changed the bed sheets then decided to clean the floors. I knew I was delaying the invertible yet I stalled as much as I could until I knew I had to face the world again. I showered and brushed my teeth a million times. I oiled my skin and even sprayed some perfume after wearing what was once a tight dress. I tied some beads around my waist to keep the dress from hanging awkwardly. Walking out of the room was like walking through a wall of fire, but I had no choice. I had to do it, I whispered to myself, jutting my chin up. “I am strong. I can do this.” I chanted out, taking it one step at a time. The chair under that handle had kept many out but it was time to let them in. I put the chair back in it’s place then walked back to the door. I don’t know what I thought but after two weeks