Himari’s POV.-I hold the protruded edge of a counter with one trembling hand while the other grips my chest as I recall my normal state of breath. What a disgraceful thing to do, to just run away and leave Ciel there. I can’t even bring myself to try for him.‘It’s not your fault, you’re pushing yourself too hard to impress him. Don’t do this too much and lose yourself, Himari’ Runa admonishes me and I bring my mouth shut, breathing restored.“Mari, hey...are you okay?” I look up to see Flynn and I right into a proper stance, still receiving the physical support of the counter. He looks at me with concern before moving to grab one of the red cups at another counter. He brings it up to me, “Drink this and calm your nerves. Sorry we pushed you without considering how you felt”.“No, it’s nothing. I should’ve communicated properly” I fix him a small smile, not looking into the cup before I’m swallowing its content in one swing. It leaves a bitter-sweet taste on my tongue, fallin
Himari’s POV.-“I’m Pearl, and it’s my pleasure, Himari”.I stagger back, excitement funneling through me as I blink at the horse who’s staring right back at me. ‘Woah! Runa, she replied me’ It’s difficult not to show how ecstatic I feel as I staple my feet to the ground to prevent myself from jumping up and down.“Heh, it seems she likes you, Mari. You’ve charmed her as you charmed me.” Ciel comes to stand abreast of me, stretching a gloved hand to stroke the top of Spring’s head while I giggle. “It’s actually my first time seeing a horse up close. She’s beautiful” I say with admiration, eyes roaming around Spring with intrigue.“Come, I’ll help you get on. You can ride with me.” He suggests and I look at him with surprise. Ciel gives me a smug smile, bringing his hand out to me as he presses invitingly, “I saw how you kept staring at the others. If you ask me, it shows more than your envy to ride one for yourself”.I lower my eyes shyly, rubbing my gloved hands togethe
Himari’s POV.-Kitra’s body skids five-foot away and I flip my body into a straight stance. Ciel bulges his eyes out and gapes his jaw, and Zorien hoods his gaze with a keen concentration on me. I manage a smirk at them, getting bouncy on my feet to see Kitra groaning into a rise.“You wench! How dare you!” She’s destabilized from the defeat just now, unable to coordinate her offense and driving only on her anger as she comes delivering reckless strikes at me. With the help of the bouncy steps I learned from my dad, it’s so easy to evade all her flimsy attacks and deal a wicked blow to her jaw that sends her back to the floor with a thud and a painful yelp.“You should put that energy into strategizing your next moves properly, and not drafting unnecessary large strikes that put you at a disadvantage” I come to stand above her panting and wincing form with arms crossed. And wow, that did help get some weight off my body.“M-Mari, where did you learn to fight like that?” A
Zorien’s POV.-‘Revenge? What for? She doesn’t even know who you are. You’ve never met until that night’What is this? Why do I contradict myself like this? I’m thinking about things too deeply. It’s simple, I keep her with me and torment her enough until she leaves on her own accord by the time she turns eighteen. I’ll be lucky if she leaves before then, and I get my life back again without necessarily having to undergo the punishment of rejection.The invisible barrier I created throughout the forest comes undone once I come close in proximity. I glance above to glimpse at the full moon and drop my gaze to the stillness beneath my feet. The tree tops are thickly clustered and unmoving, soaked in unnatural darkness with a shimmering thin line cutting my territory in a zig-zag pattern from the territory of the Were-beings; the Bracken River.The length of the river serves as a demarcation, separating the Western and Northern parts of Wisterne from the Eastern and Southern l
Zorien’s POV.-Materializing inside my bed chamber on the window sill, I’m eager to see that pup already in my bed but a wave of disappointment blares at me instead when I find no trace of her. My excited mood fades away instantly, and so does my iron grip on the weight in my left clutch. I and Ashton went to cool off some steam at the border three miles away from the part of the forest where her Pack lies opposite. Hunting Werebears have always been a favorite game for me, and I brought the head of their strongest warrior tonight so I can scare her shitless.But she’s not here and I suddenly don’t feel like it anymore. The blood-dripping crushed head of a full-grown Grizzly drop from my hand and along its fall engulfs in searing flames that burn it to ashes right away. Then again, there are many ways to torture her.Descending from the window, I run a quick spatial scan of the room, detecting a small life-form beneath my bed and I smirk cruelly. Her little Weasel seems to be
Zorien’s POV.-“For a naive and plain girl, you have rather weird tastes, pup.”The way her eyes sparkle in merriment and awe as she stares at Storm moves something within me. I watch Ciel help her get onto his horse and keep my eyes on them all through their ride. It’s vexing to just watch them go at it. What does he see in her? He doesn’t even know what she is and yet he- tch.“What the hell are you busy doing with my horse, pup? Are you testing your magic on him? You’re only making fun of yourself-”The hell? Storm is shielding her from my reach? I narrow an insidious glare her way and she flinches, shrinking away behind him. Now, I’m certain, there’s something I don’t know about this pup yet. There’s some underlying reason why everyone seems to want her. Interesting, she’s more conniving than I thought. Easily winning a place in everyone’s hearts and putting them against me.Bravo, pup. You’re doing so well for yourself. At this rate, you might end up getting help to
Zorien’s POV.-I have to risk interrogating a single Darkling survivor with Ashton present. He’ll get suspicious and know I’m hiding something if I send him away. As I stand back and observe him torturing the fallen being, I keep my lips lined and my face straight. Eight-foot-tall with wide shoulders that run down into a thin twisted body, the Darkling’s eerie body flares out in place of feet and into centipede-like legs. It’s got no spine nor ribs, having a blackened round face with eyelids sewn shut and a wide mouth with an uneven galore of sharpened dripping black teeth. It’s the perfect embodiment of a nightmare.The Darkling drops to the ground, writhing from internal and external pain as it gives out trembling shrieks of terror. Ashton faces me, presenting it before my feet and the Ghouls with lit torches in their hands, bow their heads.Ashton speaks, “It should be ready to answer you now, Zorien”.I lower my gaze to the filthy squirming worm and harden my eyes as I
Himari’s POV.-I place the hairbrush on the dresser, wincing at a nagging voice booming from the rear areas of my mind. “Runa, you’ve kept up with it till now, I can’t suddenly do something about it” I frown simply, staring at my reflection in the mirror that frowns back at me in Runa’s image.‘I know...however, it’s becoming unbearable. I need to go out, I’m losing touch with you’ She replies in distress and my chest scrunches a little. I understand Runa’s worries, it’s been long since she woke up and I must let her out so we can cement our connection better.I bite my lower lip in dismay, Zorien will have my head on a steak if I dare attempt that. ‘Then how about this? talk to him about it. The forest is in his estate after all, and he’s the master. You should explain the urgency to him, don’t you think?’ Runa makes a suggestion that plunges my perplexity and a sigh rattles out of me.“I’ll think about it- and don’t pester me, please.” I stand up to go get ready for schoo