❀° ┄───────╮Sylphiette╰───────┄ °❀I watched Kian scribble on a sketchbook. After the ordeal with Zenya and Cassius, I needed to clear my head from unwanted thoughts and the memories that kept haunting me. Plus Kian wasn't exactly done with the house exploration.I somewhat felt bad for being so curt with him but I couldn't help it. I couldn't stand being around him now after all these years, after all the turmoil of my past.And the past hurt deeper with my current situation.I tried not to think about it. Shoving down every dark thought in my head, I focus on watching my son scatter around the house he’d never been in, never grew up in nor will he ever. This was only temporary. Still I couldn't stop the smile that curled my lips with satisfaction as I watched him.He’d call me at every turn, asking me things with eyes gleaming with wide curiosity. For once he looked happy and I couldn't bring myself to stop him. He deserved this much.Our little tour ended at the open seat out nex
❀° ┄───────╮Sylphiette╰───────┄ °❀The afternoon found me reminiscing. Cassius’s words deeply injected into my head.It should have made me happy to have heard those words, were they the words I’d always wanted to hear him say.But… they were already four years too late.Four years ago, those words would have saved me but the words he’s spoken out had broken my heart and shattered my soul instead.—FLASHBACK—“I, Cassius Winters, Alpha of the Wintermoon pack, hereby reject you, Sylphiette Winters as my mate and Luna.”My world crumbled to the ground when those heart-gutting words left his mouth. The pain that accompanied it was immeasurable and I could barely hold onto my breath.I shook my head fervently—despite the pain flooding through my entire being—at his cruel utterance. Tears spilled down my face and my lips trembled.“I didn’t do it, Cassius.” My voice was croaked and barely a whisper. I took a step closer, stopping when I saw the vivid look of devastation on his face. “I w
❀° ┄───────╮Sylphiette╰───────┄ °❀“You have a lot of nerves coming back here, traitor.” She sneered, stepping it.The sight of her slammed me with those painful memories again. Of heart-shattering screams and a perfectly wrong moment. After all, she’d been the one to eagerly alert the pack of my said crime.My blood curled at the recollection and her presence. I didn't bother to know she’d suddenly appeared here like a vengeful vixen.Zenya’s the daughter of the pack’s former Beta. Her father’s now a council member of the pack, if my memories serve me correctly.Even when I was Luna, she and I never got off on the same foot. I’d always sensed the feeling of animosity from her and I wasn't sure why.But I guessed she just didn't like me.“You should have stayed in hell and never crawled out of that pit,” she spat, starting towards me, stalkingly. “Traitors like you—”But I'd already had enough of her insinuating words.“I'm not a traitor, Zenya. I’d rather you not call me that.” I s
❀° ┄───────╮Sylphiette╰───────┄ °❀My hackles rose at yet another of his sharp deduction—none that was relevant right now.“The boy… he's mine, isn't he?” Cassius pressed on.“Why are you asking me? Weren't you so sure before?”“I just need a confirmation.”“And if I don't give one?”He sighed, frustration running amok on his features but he’s just as quick to conceal it as it came.“I'm not going to take him away from you if that's what you're afraid of, Sylphie, trust me.”I laughed but there was no humor in it. “Trust you? Where exactly was this trust when I needed it the most, Cassius?!” I barked“When you turned your back on me and cast me out of my home like I was nothing?” He flinched, but I didn’t stop. “You banished me,” I spat. “And I begged you. I begged you to believe me, Cassius and what did you do? You didn’t even look at me. And then you rejected me. Now you want me to trust you? Why should I?” “I made a mistake, Sylphie.” “No. You made a choice.” The pain in his
❀° ┄───────╮Sylphiette╰───────┄ °❀The mansion in front of me felt daunting in ways, streaming memories of the past back into my mind. A place that once used to be my home. Now it felt like a new prison of condemnation.I pushed those thoughts behind, reminding myself that it was all for Kian’s sake. I was only going to be here for a while until I’m fully healed.I let out a heavy breath and started walking towards it. The front door slowly opened as though sensing my arrival and my heart thudded in my chest when I saw who stood at the doorway.Cassius.His hands are dipped into his pockets and he’s dressed less tightly formal than usual, wearing only a light grey dress shirt and black pants.His hair is held neatly into a low bun today and his hazel gaze watched me with a quiet softness as I approached. He smiled when I reached him, “How was your ride?” he asked.“Pleasant, thank you for providing the car.”Even though I didn't want to be facing him right now, it was the least I c
❀° ┄───────╮Sylphiette╰───────┄ °❀I paced the room as I bit on my nails. My anxiety rushed through me like an overflowing river in a rainstorm.I needed a plan.And I needed one quickly.My wounds were already healing, thanks to the dedicated treatments Doctor Harlan administered daily. I didn't need the bandages anymore, but Harlan said I'd still continue the regular treatments to prevent unexpected infections and boost the healing process. He was a very skilled man and quite knowledgeable about wolves' anatomy and herbs. It's no wonder he became who he is today.It's been a week already. How the days always flew by when there were things of importance to act upon.Like leaving this nightmare.Of all the places I had to land right back into, it had to be the source of my misery. Not that I wasn't grateful for the treatment; I would have well been dead without it.The thought gutted me and I turned around to watch my little boy soundly asleep in the crib they'd provided for me.Bu
╔═━─────━▒ Cassius ▒━─────━═╝ I watched them in awe. The little boy’s voice completely cut through the charged air and Sylphie’s tensed demeanor. Her smile was instant the moment she saw his smaller form beside her. The little boy easily captured her warmth. All she’d ever given me were hateful glares and cold words. Of course, what had I expected from the woman I’d rejected and banished from my pack? She’d betrayed me. Or so I’d thought. Looking at her right now, I knew— I realized, she wasn't the perpetrator of the crime she’d been accused of— banished for. One look at her now, I realized how wrong my judgment had been. How could it have been her? There was no way she would have done such a thing. But then, it had all happened in a blur. I was broken and when I looked at her, all I’d felt were hate and rage. Pure, undefined rage. As though my mind were not my own. Now, seeing her again after four years, I didn't know why, but I could tell now—it wasn't her. But I reali
❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette╰───────┄ °❀“You don't have to be so aggressive, Sylphie,” he said softly, turning his gaze to capture mine. “I’m not the enemy.”I scoffed at those words, turning my gaze away from him. “I never asked for your help. I was fine.” I hissed.“No Sylphie, you were being whipped and the little boy would have been too if I hadn't ambushed— if I hadn’t been there.”My gaze narrowed on that one word, ambushed. Was that why he was there? I mean, it made sense now. Were they at war? No, I didn't think so. I would have heard about it since I've been living in the dark crescent pack for four years.My head spun with questions. None that I agreed to address so I shook them off. It wasn't my business and I didn't care. Not about Cassius or about the rogue King’s pack.“I didn't need your heroic gesture.” I hissed, my voice bitter as ever.I’m not sure what I expected his responsero be but for a moment he didn't speak. “What happened?”My head snapped up to him,
❀° ┄───────╮ Sylphiette ╰───────┄ °❀ I held my son in my arms, watching him sleep next to me. The raging storm inside me calmed as I watched him. His soft dark locks feathered his forehead, his breathing soft, and the peaceful expression on his face. This was how it was always meant to be; my mind replayed the chaos of the day before. It's been three days since I gained consciousness and realized that I was in the Wintermoon pack. I've pinched myself severally but this wasn't a dream. It was as real as it could be and my mind has been replaying on a lot of things. Then there was Cassius. Just the thought of his name has my heart picking up pace. He’d been the one to save me. How ironic, the same man who cast me out without a second glance… saved me. I wish I could laugh. If only it were funny. I brushed the strands of hair on Kian’s forehead, catching sight of my banded wrist—the bruises from the shackles that held me down during the trial. I wondered what happened afterward—a