*TWO MONTHS LATER** Messiah Jordy My days had been going by faster than usual. I now spent most of my mornings feeding the pigeons, my afternoons in the palace library drowning myself in fantasy books, while I spent my evenings using my laptop and binge watching series over salty caramel popcorn. I barely had my friends come over, except for Jamal who had tried to apologize one too many times, until my mother had to express her displeasure at his presence. He no longer came around as often as he did, but he snuck into my window time and time again, and I would have to tell him I did not wish to speak to him before he left. I was so alone, my parents said they understood, but I knew for a fact that they did not. My whole life seemed to be falling apart in front of my very eyes, yet there was nothing I could do about it. When I wasn't reading or feeding my ears with music, I spent my time sulking, just imagining what life would be like if I was allowed to be my real self; a female w
Messiah Jordy The first drop of tear that ran down my left eye touched the tip of my lower lip. I licked it gently and savored the sour taste of my sorrow and bitterness in my mouth. I blinked at the test strip, frozen on my toilet seat. So many emotions rushed through me at once, I did not know which ones to act on first. Was I to scream to show my pain? Pull the strands of my hair out to show my anger? Or dig my teeth into the skin of my hands to express my bitterness? Was there a way to do all three at once. I sought for tears to cry, but my eyes were dry, I could almost feel them crack at the edges. I turned away from the strip, I could not bare to spare one more glance at it. I could not even bring myself to touch it, but I knew that I had to. If I didn't dispose of it myself, someone else was sure to find it. I couldn't risk that happening. I knew that I was not supposed to feel so numb, but my heart was empty, yet it felt heavy with the burden I was now carrying. I stretche
Messiah Jordy It was with that determination, that burning desire and growing rage in me, the feeling of my heart shattering in my chest and my entire world falling to crumbs before my feet, that I trampled on the ashes of my life and stepped out of the palace that evening. I held in my hands and hid in my pants the weapons I would use to force myself out of this world. Enough was enough. I had seen enough of the cruelty, the lies. I was tired of living my life like I had no control over it. I was tired of having fate toss me about like I was a ping pong ball, used only for it's pleasure. I had a say in what happened in my life, and tonight, I chose to end it. The dark cloud above me thickened as the seconds went by. Thunder claps filled the air. The heavy wind brew sand and dirt into my eyes, I was forced to shield my eyes with the back of my right hand. It could rain thunder and hail, but nothing could stop me from doing what I wanted to do. The world I was born in had been very
Arlo Caddel I thanked the goddess over and over again. Everytime I walked into the room my mate was kept to rest, I could not help but be filled with gratitude to the goddess. I would have lost her if it had not been for her wolf, and the strange restlessness the goddess had bestowed upon me. I was in her pack that day, something in me continued to disturb me. My wolf wanted to be close to her by all means, even though we knew she would not agree to meet with us. She seemed to want nothing to do with me, and I knew why. But that day, I hung around her pack for a while. Just while I was about to have dinner in my suite, her wolf mind-linked with mine. Yes, Axl informed my wolf, his mate, of what she had planned to do. Immediately, I sprang up from my seat and dashed out of my suite. My wolf continued to mind-link with Axl, and he gave us the directions to where she had hidden herself, to where she planned to take her life. She was half-dead when I met her. But I refused to give up
Messiah Jordy He knew? Somebody, please tell me the lycan king did not just tell me that he was aware of my pregnancy, and the fact that he knew the child was his, because he was the only man I had ever been with. As I looked him dead in the eyes, my heart continued to pound against my chest. I did not want anyone to know about my child, about me. How was he able to unravel two secrets in such a short period of time? How did he manage to see through me? It was like he had someone who gave him unsolicited information about me, and it was really starting to creep me out. His face formed into a thin smile as his bright eyes watched me closely. His silver coloured hair was packed into a lose bun on top of his head. Strands of his hair fell down the sides of his face. I saw his dark orbs glitter with amusement. I could tell he had heard the questions in my head, and I knew he was making fun off me for all them. Still, I needed the answers. What was it about me that made me so easy to re
Messiah Jordy I cannot say I was very pleased by the lycan king's refusal to help me. As a matter of fact, I was far from pleased. My face contorted into a frown as I narrowed my eyes and pulled away from his embrace. I did not want him to hold me, or so much as touch me - not when he was not willing to be of help to me. I sniffed in my tears and wiped my eyes with the back of my hands. I blinked sporadically to force the rest of my tears in. When I was sure I had cried to my fill, I looked away from him and sucked in a deep breath. All the while, he continued to stare at me, not saying even a single word. "I must return to my pack," I started to speak. "It's late now, Jordy. I cannot possibly allow you..." "First thing tomorrow morning." I cut in, throwing him a stern glare. He heaved a sigh and started to move away from me. "Why so stubborn, Messiah Jordy?" "Am I now stubborn because I intend to return to my land?" I fired back, arching my right brow even higher than his was.
Messiah Jordy I could not take my eyes off the mirror I stood in front of. As I unwrapped the clothes I had used to press my full chest back into my bones, tears gathered at the corners of my eyes. Yes, I know you are most definitely tired of seeing me cry, frankly, so am I. But there was only little I could do in my present situation. My baby had insisted on staying, not that I knew why. Why did he or she insist on coming into a world that was going to skin it alive if it so much as reared its head from my stomach? What could I possibly do to protect him or her? I did not even know if I was carrying a boy or a girl, or if it made any difference. Was it going to make anyone love me any more, or hate me any less? The lycan king had said that both male and female were equal in his land, yet I could not trust his words enough. I had to find my way out of this situation, for the child and by myself. And at the moment, there was only one way to keep everyone safe; by running away.
Messiah Jordy The train got to Valley Town at exactly thirty minutes past eight that morning, but that was not the end of my journey, not at all. If anything, it was the beginning. I alighted from the train, grateful to be free from the mother and her child who reminded me too much about my situation. I walked briskly towards the ticket station and boarded the next train for a place they called Hemingsburg. I did not know where that was, I did not know what happened there, but I knew my ticket was the last available one, and the train was leaving in ten minutes. I got myself croissants and spring rolls for breakfast, seeing as I was about to embark on a six hour journey with no stops. In exactly ten minutes, my fellow passengers and I were called to begin to board the train, which we did. I was seated by the window once more, the view was therapeutic. This time, it was a lady who sat by my side, and she had headphones on throughout the journey. I did not bother to initiate a