“Do not worry.” Flynn voiced suddenly. “You can mask your thinking by yourself, but that is something you will be taught later on. As for me, I promise not to do this often, but you certainly have no spell on you. Though you once did.” My eyes squinted once again and I was tempted to ask if the spell was possibly broken but the appearance of Flynn’s countenance now leaves me mute. His shoulders were fallen and his head seemed to drop despite still locking eyes with me. However, I could recognize the look he had on his face now, it was similar to the one he gave me when we first met― that indefinite expression, mingling a cold and calm expression. It felt weird now after seeing the brighter side of the Beta, just the same way it felt when I initially saw him smile. “Aside that day, have you seen my brother again?” he asked, his voice coming out in a growling mechanism. I shook my head before tilting i

I wrecked my hands into my hair when it seemed like the image was going away, but then darkness reigned over me too quickly as a clangor sound resonated in my skull. I heard a loud incantation, precisely from a voice I could quickly recognize, before the next image lashed in. This time, it was this room. Alpha Gar lay still on the four-poster bed, looking like he was sleeping, as his breathing heaved steadily.                       I shrieked when I heard the noise of tearing flesh and screaming men along with resounding thudding outside the door before it blasted into pieces, dust clustering in the spot and a mingling metallic smell of sandalwood and bleach filling the room. A green-robed man walked in, his huge muscles ripping as he advanced toward the bed. He was tall, but not as I was. His dark hair was dressed in a pompadour hai

Flynn exhaled the breath he did not know he was holding before glaring at the faces of the Firnes and walking past them into the hall. Candelabras hung against the walls, their candles burning away its flame and brightening the cosmic space. Flynn could see that a narrow path was flanked by a quite vast pool of clear waters, the candle flames glimmering on it. He whipped his head around the environment in a bid to search for who had spoken earlier but it rather seemed that he was the only one in the hall before a flash of white light suddenly appeared in front of him that he had to shield his hands over his head to protect his eyes from the light’s intensity. He heard the soft thudding of feet echo when the light began to fade, dropping to a light ball in a woman’s palm. The latter walked forward with a pink, chiffon fabric draped over her shoulders and barely covering her bare breast, cascading all the way down to her lower unco

Even if the last time I saw her was five years ago, I knew that Mother was not this terrifying. She was a beautiful, gentle soul with pretty looks that could propel any man to their feet. This was not her, certainly not! My hands lunged toward her, longing to touch or shake her awake, but some concealed potency rather held me back to the point that I just stared at her figure, my hands hanging in the air. Tears prickled the corners of my eyes when I realized I could do nothing to comfort her. My lips trembled and an unwanted lump clogged in my throat as I sank to my knees, my eyes burning as it gazed at Mother’s still form. I badly missed and needed her back. I pined for the feel of her subtle palm as she rubbed it over my back to comfort me, or the tone of her soothing voice that sounded like it could calm a turbulent wave. When I tried to speak, a gale-force wind swept me out of the cave and

WAYNE.A good dream and a good sleep was all it took me to awake with good cheer in the morning. I yawned and stretched on the bed, not willing to get up anytime soon. Thankfully, I did not have training to catch up or any book to read so I was entirely free. I turned on the bed, lying on my side as I stared across at the space where I knew my new cactus friend stood. It was still slanted but I knew it would get better with time. As I tried to slide my legs down the bed, I felt something wet between my legs and my hands moved to check it out, entirely shocked that the crotch of my pants was all soaked and my dick was quite hard.                      However, I smiled when I recalled the dream I had last night, it was much better that it felt like a reality to me. Two knocks in a roll came on my door and I was force