CalypsoThe rage I am feeling is overwhelming. I get outside and scream, falling to my knees on the wet ground. He is supposed to be my mate, my partner. Someone that will have my back but the hard truth is he just used me in a way I am not used to. I feel like I am slowly drowning and don't even realize it. This was all a dream that had turned into a nightmare. They all hate me; I wanted to ease my way into this pack. Instead, I got thrown into the deep end, and they didn't give me water wings.How dare he? I hear a commotion behind me, so I run off as quickly as possible instead of facing it. I am faster than any lycan. I run to my place and grab a backpack throwing snacks, books, and some clothes inside it. I know I will not leave forever; I cannot; I have to belong to a pack or coven, but I need a minute.I pick up a piece of paper and leave Letha a note; she deserves to know where I went. Well, maybe not where, but an idea I will return to when I get my head on right.Letha,Than
AtlasI didn't expect the angry mob of people. Well, I did imagine that it would be like this. I hoped it wouldn't, but life tends to go that direction when you make significant changes for your pack, and I hope they will accept what you are saying as fact. It was a slippery slope when dealing with prophecies, and I probably should have consulted some people about it before springing it on everyone. I also didn't expect to see Calypso get so upset; did she not understand that I had to establish her in the pack? She was my mate; I needed something to make them see reason. Hindsight, yes, I should have talked to her before this. Seeing her storm out of the building, the anger spilling out of her made the lycan's in her path cringe in pain from the rage coming from her. That was new; I did not expect her to have that power. The worst of it all was seeing her white blonde hair flip around, and her different colored eyed narrow at me with so much hate. Figure your shit out and leave me th
CalypsoWaking up feeling the feeling of dread hit me in the chest as soon as my feet touch the ground. It is 4:45 in the morning, I had my father get me Letha's number, and I text her knowing she is probably still sleeping. So instead of waiting, I type out a message to her.Thinking about stopping by this morning, I cannot sleep. Letha: I cannot either; meet at your house in 30? See you there!Well, that was unexpected, but I feel better knowing that I get to talk to someone about all this craziness that is going on. I dress quickly because it will take around 15 minutes to get there. I could figure out how to get the coffee machine working in time for her to appear.I used my speed to my advantage and reached my house in record time. The light was already on, so I knew Letha beat me to it. I hope she knew me well enough to make coffee already this morning. Whom am I kidding? That woman was amazing; she made coffee, I have no doubt.I walk inside, admiring the space, even though i
CalypsoReid sat in my house as he brought a compelled hair stylist to the cabin. When did I start thinking this house was mine? He looked confused but sat quietly and watched as my white blonde hair fell to the floor. My father was speaking to the coven, and he didn't want me to be alone, so he sent Reid to watch me. I told him I needed a haircut and no questions asked, and they showed up here. But, again, he sat silently, watching me closely for reasons I couldn't help but wonder what they were."So why are you cutting your hair?" He questioned, finally at least asking one of the many questions that I am sure were on his mind. One of his dark eyebrows raised as he asked the question; he was so handsome in a dashing way. I read way too many shirt-tearing romance novels growing up clearly.Rolling my eyes at him, I was not annoyed with him but with my situation. "I can't stand the person who cut it and want nothing that she has created on me," I say bitterly, feeling like a pathetic g
AtlasI have been drunk for two days. Being no help to my entire pack, I was the Alpha for crying out loud, and I couldn't manage to care enough to lead. I was sleeping on the couch when suddenly I woke just now from Liam and Letha, who stuck me under the cold spray of the shower. I feel like my soul left my body when the water started pelting my body. I sat up like I was ODing, and someone stuck adrenalin in my heart.I shoot them a glare, "what the fuck?" I yell at them both, reaching for the faucet handle and struggling to get the damn thing turned off.Letha turns and looks at Liam, "I got it from here if you want to go. I will call you after." She says as she throws a towel at my head.She puts a set of clothes on the vanity and a cup of coffee on the tub's edge. "Finish that, get dressed, and we will have a sit-down talk.""I am a grown-ass man, Letha! Let me alone. I can handle it myself!" I shout at her, not wanting to admit that she is right. I was an alpha that needed to be
CalypsoIt's my third day of vampire 101, as I started calling it. My father trained me in compulsion for the first two days, and I wasn't a fan at all. I vowed I would only use it in a life-or-death situation. I hated taking someone's free will away from them. It felt wrong. So today was my first day of training with Reid.I don't know why I was a little nervous and gitty. I was feeling weird about it. After he looked at me with heat in his eyes, other than Altas, nobody had ever looked at me like I was worth something. Although, I liked the feeling. Yes, Atlas was my mate, but it couldn't hurt to flirt a little and win some self-confidence. If anyone needed a confidence boost right now, it was me.I get outside the door to the cabin, and Reid is standing outside the door. He is standing basking in the sun wearing jogging sweatpants and shirtless. Nobody should be this attractive; I think I had to hold my drool just now from the visual. He smirks at me like he knows he is hot shit, a
CalypsoI had been here for a week, and my father decided to have dinner with my father, the whole dynamic between us felt odd. I was optimistic, but at the same time, I couldn't put my finger on what felt off about the entire situation. Speaking to Reid on the whole matter, he would always quickly change the subject. I couldn't help but be slightly annoyed by the entire thing. The feeling I felt made me almost twitchy, and not having anyone to confide in made it worse.I quickly considered Reid, a friend. It might be foolish to do so. We spent most of our days in the late evening together. I knew he was on the council; I figured he would have more important things to do than to be training and babysitting me. At the same time, I felt this weird pull towards him, I wondered if he felt that same way about me, but I was too scared to bring it up.Many people weren't that nice to me in my lifetime, and I didn't want to scare one of the only ones I had off. Plus, the whole thing with Atla
CalypsoI don't think I will let my father make drinks for me ever again. I don't hate what I feel, but I wouldn't say I like it either. I am buzzed drunk, I think, all the while wishing I had eaten dinner instead of drinking. I sit up suddenly, remembering Reid was supposed to bring dinner over. "Did you bring dinner?" I yell, again forgetting that yelling doesn't need to be done. But I wasn't sure if they were outside or someplace else. Of course, I might have fallen asleep for a few minutes and didn't remember."And your back," Reid said, smiling at me from the end of the couch. "First time drinking vampire wine?" He questioned, tilting his head as he l approached me with heat in his eyes and a mixture of concern. He helped me into a sitting position pulling me up and kneeling before me. He stroked my face before saying, "Come on, little one, let's get you fed." Instead of helping me up to my feet, he scooped me up as if I weighed nothing and carried me into the kitchen. I began