Lahat ng Kabanata ng Nemesis Of The Lycan Triplets: Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

We have been walking for about five minutes on a tiny path, west of the abode where I had been treated. Actually, I was not sure about the time frame. Diana has been talking non stop since we had embarked on this short journey to meet her parents, in the farmland. That’s where she said we were going to; the farmland. Turns out that this was really a village to the truest form. I lost track of time, because her stories were quite rich and interesting, containing facts I should know about the village, in case I got accosted by another villager, and got queried because I was a new face. I was even considering changing my name. From Diana’s tales, the ruler of the village was a queen, whose king had died some ten years ago. Diana believed the woman was strong and had chosen her as her role model. Well, I would be the judge of that when I encounter the said woman; not that I was any good judge of character. Adam was proof of that. Evil, yet dwelling in a handsome innocent body. I cou

Peter was right. Laura’s mac was the most delicious I have ever tasted. Damn! What the hell did she use to prepare it? I thought, as I scooped the last serving on my plate. With the tail of my left eye, I checked to see how the people around the table were faring, and found out that they were still eating gently, in little amounts.Well, they must be used to eating such a rich dish. I had to admit that Laura beat my mother hands down in mac preparation. I thought of asking for more, but shyness wouldn't let me. Fortunately, Diana saw the want and greed painted on my face.“You want more, Maya?” She asked me, and for a minute I was glad that she had read my mind, or my face, whichever one it was. At her question, Laura and Peter looked up from their plates and stared at me. There was a notable smirk playing on Peter’s lips that almost had me groaning for the victory which I knew he was already stewing in.I bit my lips under their gazes, and looked at the window, not ready to agre

Although I was curious about the queen, I didn’t want to go to her yet; I didn't want to stay with her. I was already familiar with my saviors and wanted to stay with them for now whilst plotting my revenge.“You know what, Maya, I think you should stay here for now. But if the queen takes note of your presence, or if the villagers think it necessary to let the queen know of your presence-then whatever her decision concerning you, we will have to abide by that, no matter what we want. Do you understand?'' Laura asked after stating her decision on the matter, and immediately I nodded my head robotically, holding the smile threatening to break out on my lips.Diana would love this.“Thank you very much, Laura. I appreciate the goodwill that you and your family have bestowed on me. I thank you so much. Peter too.” I said, my mouth and words full of appreciation, a clear reflection of the gratitude that abided in my soul and heart. I was so happy. Now, I could have a stable environment to

As I toweled myself dry, I gritted my teeth in anger and retribution as I beheld the scars on my body; scars that had been left behind by Adam and his brothers. They weren’t much, thanks to the wonderful medicines of Peter, but they were present on my skin, a reminder of what I had gone through. Oh yes, I liked it to an extent. It would help me remember the atrocity the triplets had committed against me. It would help me never to forget their acts of wickedness. It would help me never to forgive them for their inhuman betrayal.When I was done with drying myself up, I took up the clothes that Diana had left at the bed; and starting with the pants, which were black and stretchy, I got dressed. They were okay. The big cloak—or was it a sweater? I was not sure—was okay. Good I had gotten used to wearing oversized shirts when I had been bullied at the pack. Who would have believed that after the torment that Adam and his brother had put me through then, that I had still gone ahead to

The meeting ground was just as Laura had described. A hall tastefully designed. Even the chairs were intricately patterned beautifully. This community was really creative. I thought as I let my eyes wander through the entirety of the very large hall. It was even bigger than the hall back at home that had been used for my sendforth party. Remembering that hall brought a bitter taste to my mouth and heart, such that I tuned off my admiration antenna, and let Laura lead me to one of the seats. It was then that I became aware of the glances thrown in my direction from left, right and center. Of course, everyone knew everyone here. I wasn’t inclusive.“It's okay, Maya. They don’t bite. They are just not used to seeing new faces.” Laura mentioned, as she pulled my hand so that I could sit my buttocks on my seat. The many stares had me petrified at the spot. I hadn’t experienced that before. For a moment, I thought that some unseen force had kept me at attention to allow the members of t