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
Messiah Jordy I stayed indoors throughout my first day in New Haven. I took my time to watch their TV shows, watch their weather and traffic from my balcony. I sat down in my pyjamas for most of the day as I watched people come and go, go and come, shops open and people flock in and out. There was this coffee shop right across the road that caught my eyes. The place did seem fascinating and interesting. I had time to sink in my thoughts and plan. I was living on my own, there would be no food, money, or clothing from my parents, not even for medical care. I dared not reach out to them, because they would know where I was and what I had done. Then, the whole purpose for running would have been awfully defeated. No. I shook my head when the fleeting thought crossed my mind. I had worked far too hard to return to where I was coming from, far too hard. Here I was going to start a new life for myself. And to survive in my new life, I needed to have a job, a place to live, and food
Messiah Jordy I was excited to know that I had gotten the job in Slauson's cafe, but as a waitress. My job description did not matter at that point. All that mattered was that I was proud of myself for what I had done, for what I had achieved. It was such a little feat to some, but as I listened to him give me my warming directions, I shifted in my chair while my heart continued to swell with pride. I fought back my tears and my right hand subconsciously rubbed my stomach. Everything that I had done in the past few months was solely for the child in my stomach, and for my family. I found it shocking how I had never seen myself having a job of my own back in my pack. But now, it felt like I was in a whole new world. To be fair, it really was a whole new world. Back at my pack, a man of Slauson's age would be tending to the family business, or fighting hard to get his father's attention and a good share of the property. He would be an only child with responsibilities to his lineage -
Messiah Jordy I should have just stuck with meat, or chopped liver and lamb, I thought to myself as I poured my guts into the toilet bowl through vomit. I had been seeing the meal on the menu for sometime now, and I decided to try it for dinner that night. I sensed danger the moment my stomach and throat both seemed to disagree with the smell of the food, but once I opened it and saw how deliciously everything was arranged, I wanted to gulp the entire bowl at once. My appetite returned with full force, and I felt a fast surge of hunger sweep through me. I worked my way through the soup like a glutton. I enjoyed the spiciness, the softness of every protein that adorned the bowl of soup in front of me. But it not only adorned, it added flavour, thickness and taste. By the goddess, I was so happy, I could feel the baby in my stomach start to dance. It was the best thing I had tasted in a while, I could swear on it. Sea food had never been so intriguing for me. But that was, of course
Third personSomething had to be wrong. Yes, something had to be terribly wrong. And the luna could feel it in the pit of her stomach. It had been barely twenty-four hours since her daughter returned. Yet, Jordy had resigned to locking herself in the room again, not eager to come out of the room, or even open the door to take the meals that were served to her. On several occassions, the maids had returned to her, telling her that Jordy had refused to open the door to them. "We tried to get the young alpha to open the door, but he would not listen to us. We do not know what the issue might be, Luna, but we have done all that we possibly know how to do." The maids would say, and the Luna would assure them that all was well, and she would speak to her son. But it had been two days now and she was still getting the same complaints. It was on the night of the second day that the Luna decided enough was enough. If Jordy did not open the door to her, she would break it down without hesit
Third personThe news of Messiah Jordy's disappearance spread across the pack like wild fire. The guards set into the night to search for him. They raided the thickness of the surrounding bushes, the nooks, crannies and crevices of the market places. They walked and ran far into the night to search for him, but they returned at dawn with nothing. And the Luna's heart was absolutely shattered. "I should have known something was wrong." She continued to wail, while seated on the ground of their bedroom. However, she was not the only one who blamed herself for the unfortunate situation. Jamal Luther, the beta's son and Jordy's best - or ex - best friend could not think straight. When the guards approached the door of his father's mansion, Jamal could only wonder what it was about. He rose from his seat in the library, from where he had peeped on them, and stepped out of the room. He moved with slow and inaudible steps to his father's study and placed his ear on the door, itching to k
Messiah Jordy I pushed open the front door of Slauson's at exactly 7:30am. Once again, Slauson - or should I call him Mr Slauson now that he was my boss? - was still the only man present in the shop. He was cleaning the tables and arranging the chairs and small saucers accordingly. He always worked very hard, at least from the two times I had met him. He owned the place, but he was always the first to come in and the last to leave. It was a very admirable trait, one that was to be copied by his employees. So I decided it would do no one any harm if I took it upon myself to do so. He had his airpods in his ears so he did not hear me walk in, or hear me greet him. It was not until he looked up and found me standing in front of him with an awkward smile that he pulled his air pods out of his ears in shock and looked down at me with a smile. "MJ! You're early." He called out rather enthusiastically. I slid my hands into my pockets and chuckled lightly. "Yeah, I guess I am. I thought
Third personThe twins, Zoey and Zachary, stepped out of the palace doors with their hands locked in each other's. Zoey had tears in her eyes, while Zachary tried to console his younger sister. Their father, Gamma Micah, walked behind them. He had excused himself from the meeting with the beta, alpha and Luna, after Zoey burst out into tears after another failed report of Jordy's search had been tabled before them. Jamal was not present at the palace, he had stopped coming since three months ago, as though he was no longer interested in the search. But Zoey and Zachary were still bothered about their friend's disappearance, even though things between them had ended off on the wrong foot. Back in the pack's palace, Luna Cora and Alpha Hillary were seated together on a small luxurious sofa. And Alpha Hillary squeezed his mate's right hand with his left, seeing as tears had already gathered in her eyes. He did not want her to shed any more tears. All she had done in the past three mon