His heart skipped, his body shivered as if it had iced water poured over it."You don't have to walk so long to get to me" She whispered, her clawed fingers moving slowly to his face, to his eyes, "I'm right here."A clawed finger plunged itself into his right eye. His shout of pain got stuck in his throat."Shhh, be a man." His mother whispered to six year old him."What's she doing!?" He cried, drawing away from the witch who held a clawed finger above his right eye."Helping you."He was chained to a chair in his mother's room, the window behind him while a strange looking witch did strange things he didn't understand to him."He's strong" The witch muttered, moving away from him, "he'll be a strong Alpha after his father.""I want to have a bit of control over him." Aloha spoke.The witch shook her head, packing up her things laid out on a small wooden table to his right."No, you'll interfere in his destiny.""I'm scared he might go astray, turn against his family." Aloha persist

Lorenzo immediately rolled away, dodging the sword by a hair's breadth."You!"He vanished off the floor and grabbed his attacker by the throat, ramming him into a wall. He vanished again, narrowly missing an arrow, a poisoned one; instead, it found its way into the body of his attacker."No!"He knocked out the one who had fired the arrow and then the rest of the group. He collapsed after, he was too weak; the dreams had sucked out all his energy and he felt like a walking corpse.He heard the sound of the arrow wheezing speedily towards him but he had no strength to dodge so he lay there, shutting his eyes and welcoming his death.But the arrow never got to him."How dare you!?" An anguished scream echoed in the silent ruins.Hera.With a wave of her hand, all his assailants fell unconscious."Raphaela" He murmured, a wave of dizziness washing over him, "I need her back."He felt her bend over him and felt her cold touch to his face."I've given you enough answers" She whispered in

Julien stared at his phone, astonishment evident on his face. He blinked but the nine figures remained constant.He shook his head, rebooting the phone. Almost a billion dollars, impossible! But clicking on the message icon, he found the message intact, his account was just credited with about a billion dollars.He spent another minute reading every ounce of the message before he suddenly let out a joyful laugh. More than enough money he needed to create his first film.Raphaela, he thought with an exasperated sigh, she just knew how to get him. His heart swelled with love and happiness, chasing out the coldness that had resided there for a long time. She wasn't completely gone, he hadn't completely lost her. Though they couldn't be together, though he might have to live his life by himself but he wasn't alone. Wherever she was, she still thought of him, still loved him and cared for him; it was enough. It was enough for him now and he could go on with his life knowing he had someone

"Cicero." Julien greeted with concealed relief, letting the great phenomenal man into his house.Cicero flung the script in his face."Still needs a lot of work." He grunted, his eyes moving distastefully around the home.Julien smiled nevertheless. Cicero would never visit just to tell him his script needed extra attention."You like it?" He asked as they moved further into the home."It's unfinished." Cicero snapped, sitting carefully on a beige coloured couch, "how dare you send me an unfinished script?"Cicero's already aging face was twisted in a menacing intimidating frown. Julien scratched his head, sitting across from him, feeling slightly intimidated."I'm sorry, I just wanted you to see a bit of it and decide if you want to be involved."Cicero glared at him then snorted, rising."When you have the complete script, call me.""What? Wait." Julien quickly rose and followed after the man who was almost at the door. What quick steps."The script can't be finished anytime soon."

But he never doubted her, never doubted her loyalty; infact he trusted her with his life. Why else had he killed for her? Something he had never done in his entire lifetime.He watched her get famous but yet still remain loyal to him, it intensified the feelings he had for her until she began to notice. He tried once, tried to love someone else, tried to notice other women but hard as he tried, he couldn't, he just couldn't find the home, the peace he was looking for in their eyes; they were all strangers.And so he stopped fighting and just let the feelings take over, overwhelm him until he didn't care if it killed him; all that mattered was that she loved him too.But what kind of love was it that prevented them from ever being together?•Julien's eyes popped open, bright and early the next morning. He said thanks to the God he knew existed then got up. He had a meeting with Cicero to prepare for.It ended successfully. The next two days, he had the auditions.The cast were few; mo