Truth bombs. I’m not sure what comes over me. I know Lance would never hurt me but my pregnant body was trying to protect his young. I take a side step away from him which doesn’t go unnoticed by him or the others. He frowns at my movement before pinching the bridge of his nose out of frustration. He takes a moment to calm himself down. But I know, as does everybody else sat on that table, things were only going to get more heated. “After you left the Mulder pack with Axel to follow Lynx to talk to his rebel group…I found out that a girl in the Mulder pack was the daughter of Saskia. I visited the Sagar pack that night to…..”If I carry on any further, he is going to know what my mother did. The sacrifice she made. I look to Ricardo, as my breathing starts to become heavy. Ricardo understands why I am struggling to talk. “Aida arrived at her family pack to defend the child. Unfortunately things turned sour and Aida rejected the pack…” Ricardo continues on my behalf. “I don’t under
A check up. Felicity is soon brought to the cells, already crying with red blotchy eyes. Four royal guards position themselves around her, keeping her boxed in. I step out of the way so that they can walk her into the cell next to Nadine‘s. But they don’t stop. They continue to the basement door. Were they seriously going to torture her? Lance leads the way, gesturing for me to follow. I almost reach the door behind him when Ricardo and Brennan cut in front of me, blocking both Lance and the door off from me. “What are you both doing? I’m happy for Aida to join us!” Lance says perplexed by their behaviour. “Actually, I think it best Aida sits this one out…don’t you Aida?” Ricardo sternly looks at me. He was right, I had to start being more mindful of putting myself in dangerous situations. “I will come and find you afterwards!” Brennan promises, placing a calming hand on my shoulder. I see Lance frown, confused by his brother’s and cousin’s even more protective behaviour toward
Seeing into his soul. Once the feisty lycans had finished their family argument, I heard them all return to their rooms to get cleaned and changed, before joining me. Axel was now back at the palace as he was before when recovering from being shot. He literally walked back to the training base and swiftly returned with a bag, demanding that he stayed. When Lorrel tried to argue the point, he literally pointed a finger at me, Brennan and Ricardo saying something wasn’t right, and he was determined to find out. He even used the phrase, something smells fishy. Mav on hearing about the family fighting again, arrived a few minutes ago with Colette and Rayna, in his attempts to calm another storm. No one would fight around a baby. Lance wasn’t talking to me, he literally planted a kiss on my lips and stormed out of the palace with Mav to go for a run. It was now dinner time and Lance and Mav still were not back. Perhaps they had gone to check on Felicity in the cells. I wanted to see
A sprig of lavender. Once again Lorrel was clearly a dab hand at sorting out this kitchen after a lycan family bust up. You would never know that Lycan wolves were in here earlier trying to bite one another. She left a plate of food in the oven for me and a note in the fridge for a cold bottle of orange juice. Brennan had told us I needed to increase my iron level and the only way to absorb iron through food was to drink vitamin c enriched drinks or have an orange directly after eating. I was feeling cheeky, so I placed the plate on a tray and took it into the sitting room. I turned on the television and found some reruns of the hospital drama I liked when staying at the Mulder pack all those months ago. Lorrel had plated me up a sausage casserole and apple pie and custard for dessert. She really was amazing. With my tummy and the babies now happy, I decide to finish the current episode I am on. I lay back, letting my tummy rest from all that food. I must have dozed off because
The ultimate sacrifice. “AIDA?” I can hear a voice coming towards me. My vision was starting to blur from the smoke inhalation. “Here, I’m in here…” I start to bang on the table, hoping whoever it was would hear my call. My ears couldn’t identify the person reaching me, my ears seem to have become tone deaf temporarily from the blast. For all I know it could be a female shouting for me. I open my eyes and take in the surroundings. Pockets of fires were burning around me but could easily be contained once help arrived. I look up to see the fireball had now disappeared and left black burning smoke in its wake. The hot smoke now burning through the floorboards. Even though there wasn’t any large fires in the kitchen, I couldn’t account for the top floors or even my exit. It could be the hallway was blocked with smoke and I’d have to somehow break out through the kitchen into the small family courtyard. The only problem with that was it was so secure…I wouldn’t be able to climb the hi
Mind fog.I’m not really sure where I am. I wake up to the sound of beeping and the sound of my heartbeat. Since when did I have two heartbeats? I follow the noises until the realisation hits me, these are the strong heart beats of my babies. As I gain more consciousness, I wish I hadn’t. My body aches. My lungs, my leg and my eyes all burn in their own way. I groan as I open my eyes. “Aida?” Brennan comes close and stands over me. “What happened?” “You don’t remember?” He looks at me with a frown. “Remember what?” My brain was foggy, I couldn’t keep a simple thought or memory at the forefront of my mind. The painful dull ache taking preference over any memory. I slowly sit up, with help from Brennan and see Axel asleep in a hospital chair. I look down to see my tummy is wired up to the machine, Brennan wanting to keep a close watch on the babies. I try to talk but my throat is sore. I swallow which adds a little lubrication. “What happened?” My brain fog still wasn’t clearin
The King’s Funeral. It was a damp dreary day. The weather symbolising the tragedy that is today, Ricardo’s final farewell. I was sitting alone in the hospital room with guards standing outside. I wasn’t doing well, being left to my own thoughts in a quiet room surrounded in a sterile and mechanical environment, wasn’t helping my inner anxiety. How do you say goodbye to a King, a ruler, a friend…family. Colette and Mav walk into the room, pushing Rayna who is fast asleep in her pram. “How are you feeling?” Colette says to me as she walks in the room. “I’m okay.” I smile sadly, I didn’t want to show any grief, any pain…how could I? How would that help? It was far better to hide any emotions away. It was easier not to feel. “I’ve brought you a black dress…are you sure you want to be there? That you’re ready?” Colette says, concerned about my welfare. This would be the first funeral I have ever been to, I wasn’t allowed at my mother’s. I would like to go to Ricardo’s but would unde
Accusing an Alpha. We had sneaked off towards the training base and hadn’t been caught, as all eyes were on the marquee. I knew that me leaving was irresponsible, but I couldn’t let Lance lose another loved one because of me. We took a royal pack SUV car. Rory came with his parents and I couldn’t deprive them of their returning vehicle, I was already depriving them of their driver. I was going to be in trouble anyway for leaving lycan grounds without permission, leaving the funeral and taking the heirs off site. This was going to buy me a few days of complete silence from Lance but I wasn’t afraid to make the first step in finding the culprits.We stopped off half way so that the Mulder pack warriors could join us for the second part of the journey. I didn’t begrudge the break, I was feeling increasingly nauseous from the journey and could feel Lance’s anger through our connection. He knew that I had left, and he knew who had taken me. Once we made it onto Hansen pack grounds, I c