All Chapters of Awakening - Eve Of Eden: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The light rap on my door pulls me out of my textbook, getting up to answer even though I already know who it is. I can sense Eve on the other side, like a distant calling, and move to let her in. It’s late. Been a long day of unpacking before Toya went to her room, and I was finally winding down. Now my room is habitable and like a home away from home; the last thing I need is a late-night visit from Eve. It can only mean drama.“Hey, Sissy….. Thought I would come give you a housewarming gift.” Eve smiles. Sarcasm is evident in her cocky tone. Holding out a wrapped box to me as she slides past to throw herself on my bed. Slumping down like she’s had the hardest lazy Sunday, and I stare dubiously at it, cocking my head and watching her with suspicion, as gifts are not her thing.“It's not like you to give gifts. What do you

“Yet all I hear is the clinking of your chains and see the walls of our cells in the forests around us.”“Why are you like this? Why is there this ever-yearning need to throw off all that we are and what we have? Are blessed to have… To go running out there looking for something exciting and probably dumb. Something fantasy-based that might not even exist. You don’t even know what you want out there, other than to run away from here.  Can’t you be happy being here with me, with your pack, and finding a mate to settle down with?”I wish she would stop with this. It’s always like she has one foot in this world and one foot out there, aching to run. Holding onto her is exhausting, and our whole life has been this push and pull as though she hated everything in here with us and wished to be tossed out. I’ve always felt I was clinging to my sister by my nails and that if I relaxed even a tiny little bit, she would

I don’t want to believe this is anything. I want to downplay it, ignore it, and pretend it never happened, or that it was just a dream, and that the blue glow was a coincidence as I woke up. Maybe I imagined it. I was half asleep. It might have just been a strange nightmare. Not all my night terrors are visions, and it's hard to tell them apart. I sometimes dream lucidly, so my dreams and visions can blur.“Are you going to tell her? Or at least speak to your Rema about what it means?” Toya knows me only too well that I run to Rema Sierra to help decipher them when they leave an impression, as this one has.“I don’t know. Maybe it’s nothing, and I should let it lie. If I tell Eve, she might start going off on how the fates are telling me to leave this place with her as soon as I graduate. Just like you are…. It will only validate her stupid ideas and push her into really doing it.”“True.” Toya nods, s

Sometimes I think the vampires have a better hierarchy than we wolves. All of them united across the lands and bowing to one leader by choice, while the packs are territorial and enemies should you cross one another’s land. Wolves don’t mix, but vampires are one united force. It's why in the wars of old, they always had the upper hand.“Well, in that case, I'm done eating. Can I go?” Eve sits up, pushing her plate aside even though she's barely touched much all evening. Making it clear that her silence was a result of her sheer disinterest in any of this. It irks me that she brought her crappy attitude to the table, but at this point in life, I shouldn’t expect anything else. It’s who she is.“That’s up to your sister, it's her night.” My dad locks a frown on her, almost willing her to sit down and shut up, only to meet their matched stubborn energy. In so many ways, Eve is a lot like my dad…only he has a per

I lead the way out of the main manor door, and the three of us turn to opt for the overgrown woodland path back to the village on the left of the valley. Simon and Maisie flank me on each side as we head into relative quiet and darkness. Only the moon shines this way, illuminating our path as it’s the shortest route back to my dorm, which will no longer be my home after this week, and a quick shortcut to the part of the village where Maisie stays.The air is heavy with the smell of pine and fresh rain permeating everything, and the colder breeze signals winter is not far behind the falling of the leaves lately. It’s a peaceful night with relative quiet from the town, as most have gone to bed. Only the crickets echo in the night air, and an occasional owl hoots.I'm stuffed and content, enjoying a pleasant evening and taking in the soothing air to unwind. We stayed later than expected, but it was a rare chance to hang out, chat, and have a pretty fun time wi