The brush touches my nose and I sneeze, “How long is this going to take?”
I watch Gwen from the mirror as she focuses keenly on the ‘work.’
“Hush, this needs to be perfect.”
“I think it already is.”
She pulls out her touches as she brushes my nose again.
“Okay, now it is,” She sets it down and claps her hands together, “Don’t you look great? You look like a princess, silly me, a queen.”
I blow out a breath, not understanding her enthusiasm, “Sebastian is going to introduce her today. He is going to introduce her as his mate and there’s nothing I can do about it.”
Gwen’s happiness level drops and I sense it, in her voice and on her face.
“I’m so sorry.”I smile weakly, “It doesn’t matter if I agree to birth his children or not. He is going to marry her anyway. He loves her.”
I open the door to Gwen’s room and she follows behind me.“Slow down and tell me what’s wrong.”My feet pushes me to pace round the room, pulling off the annoying wig on my head.“I think he marked me.”She frowns, “That’s impossible. He marked her-”“Do you have a better explanation for this?” I pull down my shirt collar to show her the bite mark, “He must have done something to me. He knew that I didn’t escape all this while. Goddess, what is happening to me.”She tries to calm me down.“Relax, he can probably feel your emotions and that is not a good thing.”“I blocked him out before I walked down here,” I take my face in my palms and sit on the bed, “What am I going to do, Gwen? He has me in trap and now I can’t escape.”She sits next to me, “We’ll find another way to fix this.”
PASTThe old woman pushes her golden locks away and adjusts the bag on her shoulder. She has been walking for a while now and she is already getting tired because of the heavy load she is carrying.She adjusts her bag again as she sights civilization. Waking up and eating in the forest is alright with her but she won’t miss a fine breakfast or is it lunch.She has lost track of the time but the bright sun radiating on her indicates that it is still mid-day.The laughter of the children becomes clearer as she steps into the land, her eyes flicking here and there to observe the surroundings.Some people in the city watch the woman as she walks by the houses and they grip their children tightly, lock their doors and windows for safety.She is human to them, an old horrible smelling human.She walks slowly to a shop and as she enters, the bell above her head rings.The shop owner looks up, frowning as he inhales
Greyson swings a sword in the air as he walks into the armoury. He sights me immediately I step in.I look around the place, my fingers trailing some weapons as I walk towards him.He drops the sword and looks up at me, “How did you find me?”“Paul led me here,” I mutter, my eyes jumping through various weapons.I pull a blade out of it’s supporting item and look at what I hold in my hands in awe.If there was moonlight or sunlight reflecting on it, it would have been shining like a baby’s behind.Before I know it, Greyson rushes forward and takes it from my hands.“Hey, what was that for?”A ping of disappointment goes through me as he places it back in its support.“I prefer my head to be safely placed on my neck and no where else.”“Stop exaggerating,” I roll my eyes, “No one is going to cut off your head, except me. That’s if you
Poking my head out of the small space, I look around. It is all clear. At a point in time, my wolf would have been amused at how paranoid I am being right now, but the weight of everything is holding her down and it’s my duty to shield. She has already being through enough. I pull myself out of the room and quietly close the door.This is paranoid me is stepping out of my room. I try to make my steps quick as I look around for the library. The last thing I want is for Sebastian to see me. I open the door to the library- Goddess, it’s gigantic. How am I going to find it in hereAnd some people say they want to get married to a guy who has this- a big library. I walk to the werewolf section and look around. There must be something about a double mark in one of these books.I just have to find the right now. “Looking for something?” I jump out of my skin when I see Sebastian standing in a row of books.
PAST The woman glares at the man on the other side of the bars. To her it feels like he is in bars, not them. Samuel holds her hands as she tries to hit them again. She turns to him and he shakes his heads weakly, “Please don’t. You’ll hurt yourself.” The sound of two blades clashing turns her attention back to the man, Zephyr. “You know that is laced with both silver and iron. You are going to hurt yourself, cupcake.” She drags herself over to Samuel and places his head on her laps as he winces.“And who made them, who put us in here!” Zephyr ignores her, not that much, “I sure hope your children won’t inherit your trait of asking too much question.” Irish doesn’t have the strength to glare again, the iron is slowly draining her to her last strength.Just being in the room filled with iron drains her. “You won’t be able to touch them.” Zephyr shrugs, “I don’t intend to. The spell you made is very
[PRESENT]Looking left and right, I push them in to a staff’s bedroom.Gwen frowns at me as I close the door behind her.“Hey, watch it. What are we doing in here,” She looks around, “Don’t tell me that you’re going to kill us and hide our bodies.”Estella remains silent as she looks around, her dark red hair swaying around her neck.“This place is the only place I can grantee that we won’t be eavesdropped on.”“This place is the only place… what kind of english is that?”I roll my eyes, “Thank you for noting that, Einstein. Why did you bring her here, it isn’t safe.”“As long as I am here. It is,” Gwen shrugsAs we argue, Estella slowly sits on the bed and sighs, “This place is really beautiful. It’s a bummer that demons live in it.”I blink, “What?”Gwen turns to her,
Estella hesitates to walk away. She looks at me then back at the gate.“Are you sure that I can go?”“Don’t worry, you won’t get fried,” Gwen rolls her eyes and pushes Estella outside, “See… nothing. Now go before someone sees you. I think I’ve made two much false alarms for one day.”Estella turns to me, “I’m sorry that I couldn’t help you but, I’ll be back. I promise.”“I know, just go home safely.”“I always do.”Gwen’s eyes moves around, “Run away before I I make you. They can be here any minute.”She grabs my arm and pulls me away from the closed gate while I turn to stare at Estella one last time as she walks away.“I don’t think she will come here again. I don’t want her to.”“She will,” Gwen says as she rushes in to her room and closes the door, &
I look down at the chains, “When are you going to let me go, dear old king and queen. You do know that silver doesn’t hurt me any more.”I raise my wrists and the chains rattles from beneath the bed. “Gosh, the person who did this, sure knows how to construct.”“I told you not to run away, Minerva,” Grace lectures,”You wouldn’t have gotten yourself in to this.”“Couldn’t you have thought of any other way to catch me, maybe I don’t know… sit on me rather than to electrocute me.”“You are not in the position to speak,” Sebastian says through his gritted teeth and I scoff.“Every word that both of you push out of your mouths want to make me roll my eyes.”I poke out my tongues as I undo the silly chains, watching the so called queen step back in shock.“How did yo-”“It’s a silly toy, Grace. I