It's getting closer! Let's hope Hailey makes the right choice.
The sun had set and the moon was bright above the night sky when I found myself walking back to the Pack mansion. I didn’t realize how much time had passed since Evera and I decided to shift and go on a run around the territory until now. My mother had been bugging me in mindlink to come back, but I told her that I needed time on my own. I knew the decision I had to make and where it would bring me so I figured if it was going to be my last day and night here, I was going to take my time remembering it all. Even if not all my memories were good here, I was still going to miss the place I could call home. For the most part. But now that it was past eight in the evening, I have missed dinnertime, and I’m admittedly hungry, as well as thoroughly aware of what I had to do, I could no longer keep myself away from my responsibilities. I let out possibly one of the deepest sighs in my life as I stood in front of the main entrance, dusted the remaining leaves and branches that have stuc
Looking back, I don’t think there was ever a day in my life living within the walls of this house that I never thought of leaving, of packing my bags with just my necessities, then walking out and never turning back. I always thought of what my life would be like if I ever had the courage to finally break free from my sister’s claws, my mother’s nagging, and my father’s disapproval of me. Most days when my sister would really push me to a brink, I would find myself starting to pack my things, but then stopping. I never had the guts to truly go all the way. But what I did manage to do was find out how to get out of this place without being seen, without letting others hear my footsteps, and the nooks and crannies of this place that many don’t even bother to explore. I’ve stayed in many of them. I’ve gotten lost in most of them on purpose because there I could actually find peace, but only until I am called or demanded to show up. This time, I wasn’t going to hide out in them.
Being with Kylo has made me come to the realization that I don’t really know him as much as I thought I did. I have come to know three things ever since he and I left our Pack lands. One – He knows a lot of people. And by people I mean those that somehow respect him and their relationship and are willing to lend a helping hand for us to get to where we need to get to. Wherever it is. Which leads me to the second thing – Kylo Knight, for some reason, not only knows an abundance of people, but places, too. In the time we had left and started traveling, we had been able to stay and admire three lands in the span of a week. We stayed at least two days in each of them before we went to the next. I’m not really sure what the reason is that we don’t stay put. At first I thought that it was because we weren’t far enough from our Packs, but I only thought that for the first place we stayed at. The second, yes, there was still some hesitance so I agreed to go to another place, but on the
Warning: This chapter is graphic with violent scenes and post-battle injuries. Please read with caution. — I’ve never been more frightened until this very moment. Until two rogues, clearly much bigger and stronger than I am, are coming at me with all that they’ve got. I tried my best not to be tempted to turn around and get a look at how close or how far they were from me, knowing full well that if I do I will make one mistake like lose my momentum and then it would be all over for me. For Kylo and I. I based their distance from the sounds of their angry growls, leaves rustling, and branches breaking. Kylo, thankfully, was also running to get to us. Having been together for a few days, I managed to distinguish his growl from them and I could tell he was getting even more furious that these rogues just wouldn’t die. “Come on Evera, don’t give up on me now.” I told–pleaded–with my wolf as we ran and ran, our bodies not equipped with running at this speed for a longer time, but
It’s dark and it’s cold. So cold that my hands and feet are feeling numb and my lips are dry and chapped. I try to speak, but my throat is so dry that moving my mouth is a task. Finally, when I managed to open it, there were no words coming out. I tried to scream, tried to push any sound to be released from my own vocal chords, but there was completely nothing! I felt the panic rise in me and when I opened my eyes, darkness greeted me. There was not a single bit of light that it was almost like I hadn’t even opened my eyes at all. I blinked open and close trying to check if they were already open and after ten tries, I gave up. Wasting my energy trying to wish I was somewhere else beside this place wasn’t going to get me anywhere. I needed to do something fast. My survival instincts kicked in and even if I was still shivering from the cold, I pushed myself to move, making sure to remain cautious about my surroundings. Besides the thin cushion I was laying down on, there was n
King Hunter Beowulf Being born into royalty, there are things that have become a part of my life such as the rigorous trainings, the sleepless nights where I focus on learning new things amidst my already high education, and properly faking a smile in order to forge an alliance with people I would rather not be associated with, but for the sake of my Kingdom I do everything and more. There are more things that come with my role, with my blood, with the life I was born into, but one that has always been there even before I was born, was knowing that wherever I went, I would be wanted. Knowing that whoever it is that comes into my life, I would, without a shadow of a doubt, matter to them because I am a King. I am their King. It wasn’t out of pride that I claimed these things, not out of conceitedness, but out of knowledge that it is a part of who I am. People will love me. People will adore me. People will see me as more than enough. So why? Why is it that the one that was suppo
King Hunter Beowulf I woke up with pain that was so searing it felt like I was being stabbed through the heart continuously. When my eyes shot open, I quickly realized it was still night time, the curtains in the room giving way for just a small light coming from the Moon Goddess. I sat up on the bed and held on to my stomach, crouching as I felt the pain getting stronger. What the hell was going on?! That’s when I sensed it. Somehow, after I took a deep inhale, filling my lungs with the air around me, I felt it. Something was wrong with my mate! And as soon as that thought hit me, I immediately got up and sprinted out of my room, the gust of wind hitting my skin as I don’t wear a shirt to bed, but I didn’t care. I had to go find her. ‘Where is she?!’ I growled at Excalibur, my wolf, as I felt his desperation course through me. ‘I can’t sense her anymore. Fuck!’ He answered back and both of us were getting worried, the thought of losing our mate before we can even have
I’m trying so hard not to tremble on my seat, but even with my hands tucked underneath my thighs, I can still feel it shaking, just as my whole body is. Out of nowhere, I feel a sudden sense of warmth as a coat of some sort is draped around me. When I turned to my right, Hunter was looking at me with a timid smile. He doesn’t say anything before looking back out at the window. I do the same because I don’t know what to say either. It’s been about three hours since we started our journey back to my Pack territory. Three hours since Hunter found Kylo and I and decided that I was coming back with him no matter what. Kylo just stood there as he watched us with emptiness in his eyes. It was as if he wasn’t even there somehow, like the world around him was collapsing and he didn’t know what to do so he just… let me go. I had no other choice. It was not like I could keep running, especially not all by myself now. And at the same time, being so close to Hunter again was confusing m