Mei X Miriam Novels & Stories

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

Pack members in the kitchen were mostly women and a few men, they were moving around briskly, chatting and laughing as they worked. One of the older women looked up when she saw me. Her eye widened and she welcomed me. “Lady Elysia?” she asked, wiping her hands on her apron. I smiled softly, “I hope I’m not interrupting. I just… I wanted to help. Learn something new, maybe?” The woman chuckled. “You’re not interrupting at all my lady. I’m Miriam, the head cook.” “You want to learn how to cook? That’s a first for a Luna,” she smiled, offering me a chair to sit down.

"What's your name?" "Miriam. Though most called me the Shadow Healer." She reached out with trembling hands, stopping just short of touching Lyra's face. "I thought you were dead. Everyone did. The night the Shadowlands fell, Elena smuggled you out. Gave you to a trusted friend. Then she went back to fight." "And died," Lyra said quietly. Miriam's expression flickered. "That's what they wanted everyone to believe." "What does that mean?" "It means I need to sit before I fall." Miriam moved to a chair, lowering herself carefully. "I'm not as young as I used to be. And what I have to tell you takes strength I'm not sure I have anymore."

I said back. "Wow, you're up early. Are you going to work already? It's not even working hours yet," she said, glancing at her wrist watch. I shrugged my shoulders. "I have to. I don't want to be buried at work." "Oh, workaholic. By the way, I'm Miriam Idica, but you can call me Miri." I smiled. "I'm Nala Kaydence Cabral, but Nala will do.” "Do you have any mixed blood? Like, a mix of different races?"

Mia asked ,feeling anger bubble up inside her. "You are not allowed to talk to me in that manner. If I decide to do something to you, Aaron won't stop me. Annoy me, one more time and I'll make sure you regret it." Miram said with venom dripping into her voice. Her eyes darted around to see which of her subjects would react to what just played out between her and Mia. If there was one thing that Miram hated the most, it was disrespect. Mia scoffed and then returned her focus back to the earth she was digging.

Miriam stopped pacing and turned to look at me , her eyes bright, her face looked flushed. "Not directly, but Eve here played a major part. In other terms she was the catalyst that set the plan in motion." I slid my gaze from Miriam's face riddled with excitement to level them at Eve who was smirking at me, her eyes pools of hate. "Why me?" Miriam chuckled, a sudden gentle sound which was in sharp contrast to the aura she was giving off. "Don't take it personal but we have nothing against you. You were merely in the way of something important we needed to get'' Miriam glowered coming closer to me.

Everything inside me went still. “How—” “I’ve been watching,” she said. Just like that. Like it was normal. “For two months. I know where you live. Where you work. I know who you are now, Elsa Marin.” She leaned in. “I know everything.” My wolf snarled. Every nerve in my body screamed threat. “I’d never hurt you,” Miriam said quickly. “You were always kind to me. But I’m desperate. You understand that, right?” And I did. Moon goddess help me, I did. Desperation makes monsters of all of us.

Her heels didn’t make a sound on the old floorboards, and yet her presence filled the room completely — like she’d been there all along, waiting. “Hello, Sienna,” the woman said softly. Sienna’s stomach dropped. “Aunt Miriam.” Miriam Blake smiled — the kind of smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “Still playing with forbidden tech, I see. Just like your father.” “Where’s your conscience these days?” Sienna snapped before she could stop herself. “Or did you sell that to the board too?” Miriam tilted her head. “Oh, sweetheart. You think this is about money?” Her gaze slid to Jax, standing too still by the window. “I told you not to get attached to the subject.”

“Yes… she’s not your—?” “No,” I cut in sharply, not taking my eyes off her. “She’s not.” I turned then, slowly, to face Miriam. She stood a few feet behind me, stiff and silent. Her expression was neutral, but her gaze didn’t meet mine. “Miriam,” I said, my voice deceptively calm. “Did you speak to anyone from Elysian Gowns?” She hesitated just a fraction too long. “I—” she began, eyes finally flicking up to meet mine, then falling again. “I only responded to the letter they sent. It was addressed to you, but you were away when it came, and it seemed urgent. I didn’t think it would cause any issues.”

It then speaks to her in some ancient language. "I AM BACK MY LOVE.MY LOVE AKKUSA". The mummy then puts his hand on her face and leans forward to kiss her. But she regains herself and push him off. She then takes time to let her mind to be processed and comes back in reality. "Whoa whoa man .I am not your LOVE and i don't even know WHO YOU are rather than THE MUMMY TITTLE. So please let me go and i promise I will make it a blind eye.please?"