~FayeI can’t lose T. There’s no way.All I can do is watch Asya place her hands on T’s face. She is concentrating beyond belief, and none of us here want to disrupt her. The silence, though, is deafening. T doesn’t move, and Asya doesn’t say a word. Instead, she closes her eyes, allowing her power to consume her.Almost as soon as she does that, she pulls away from him. We all watch her stand, straighten, and adjust herself.“He’s not dead,” Asya tells us. I let a deep breath out, feeling as though I could almost collapse from relief. He’s still with us. “Time didn’t want that. But he did leave him unconscious.”My legs shake from underneath me, threatening to fall out from under me. I can feel Micah grab my arm, steadying me. I would shoot him a thankful look, but I’m too busy staring at T. waiting for him to sit up and tell me he feels fine, and that Time didn’t hurt him. I want to hear it out of his mouth.“Does that mean everything is going to be okay?” I ask her. I’m desperate f
~FayePerfect.My fingers dig under the window pane, sliding it up until the cool night air drifted through. It's not snowing tonight, but the air bites at my bare arms. There's no point in dressing up if I'm going to shift anyway. So instead, I sling my leg over the ledge, looking down at the ground below. Here's hoping the grass catches my fall.Taking a deep breath, I fall until my feet touch the ground, my ankles jarring in response. No one should be out this way tonight. As far as I'm aware, the Guards are working different rounds until midnight.The night buzzes around me. No one here agrees with me when the forest that backs my residence comes to life at night.
~FayeThe note glistens in my fingertips, the paper decorated with swirling cursive text.Darling daughter,I’m positive the Goddess would like to hear you sing today.~MotherSinging to the Moon Goddess is something I have done ever since I was a young child. As ruler of our land, the Goddess makes full decisions on our futures, and to help her make positive ones for my Pack, I sing to her. She feeds off the harmonies, the
~FayeI quickly made my way back to my room to change. For whatever reason, mother hates it when I wear pants - apparently it's not formal enough.So I wear them around her out of unsung protest.She spends all her time in bed, so it's straight to her room for me. It's not her fault she's ill, and we haven't yet found a cure just yet. It gives her a good reason to push me around though, since I have no heart to protest against my sickly mother, who everyone conspires will die soon.Her Guards hardly acknowledge me as I knock on her door. That man who was supposed to bring me here did a horrible job of doing so. He left me at my room and that was that. Oh well, I'm here now.
~FayeI wait for him to react. I refuse to make a move.He doesn't say a word, which makes sense. The silence is split with the rain hitting my windows, as he rhythmically runs his gloved right index finger up and down the side of the blade. I'm not sure what he's waiting for, but right now, I'm at his mercy.My entire body trembles. I can't leave. He’ll kill me. I can't call for Cal. He’ll kill me. If I stay here and watch him, waiting for him to make a move, he will still kill me.Right now, I have no option.“I don't understand,” I breathe, my voice raspy, tangling in with the sound of the rain out
~Faye“Are you okay?” Cal questioned again. And again.I’m staring straight ahead, right at the wall. It’s the next day. Last night, after the incident, I didn’t sleep. Not because I was stressed about being attacked, but because I had Guards posted in my room. In my room.Cal has been beating himself up over this all morning. Dawn may have just broken, but we’ve been up for hours. I may not know the Huntsman, my new Personal Guard, very well, but I have noticed his selflessness. He hates himself for not being there the moment the Silent went into my room.“I tol
~FayeThere’s no words exchanged between us as we walk.The dumbfounded Guards who actually pay attention don’t stop us. They can’t, considering my authority over them. So we wander past, right out of the cell together, him right at my side. Never once does he make a move to step away, his gait matching mine.I can’t explain why I trust him. I just do.We walk outside, right through the main door. There shouldn’t be anyone where I plan to take him. And if he escapes? Hopefully I will have an explanation by then. In reality, I have no reason to trust him, or to even want him to explain. I should have accepted the fact he will be put to death, and I will be safe
~FayeI knock four times on the door in rapid succession.Only a few seconds pass before it’s flung open, and he’s standing there. The Huntsman. My own personal Guard. Cal.He squints in the light of my bedroom, as his gaze sweeps over me, looking for any sense of damage on my body. When he finds nothing but a fully dressed Alpha with no sign of injury, his eyes find my face, as he leans back against the doorframe. Considering it’s the middle of the night, the less than alert expression on his face tells me he would rather be asleep, which he was before, considering his shiftless looked and mussed hair.“Alpha, is everything okay?” he asks gently, raising an e
~FayeI can’t lose T. There’s no way.All I can do is watch Asya place her hands on T’s face. She is concentrating beyond belief, and none of us here want to disrupt her. The silence, though, is deafening. T doesn’t move, and Asya doesn’t say a word. Instead, she closes her eyes, allowing her power to consume her.Almost as soon as she does that, she pulls away from him. We all watch her stand, straighten, and adjust herself.“He’s not dead,” Asya tells us. I let a deep breath out, feeling as though I could almost collapse from relief. He’s still with us. “Time didn’t want that. But he did leave him unconscious.”My legs shake from underneath me, threatening to fall out from under me. I can feel Micah grab my arm, steadying me. I would shoot him a thankful look, but I’m too busy staring at T. waiting for him to sit up and tell me he feels fine, and that Time didn’t hurt him. I want to hear it out of his mouth.“Does that mean everything is going to be okay?” I ask her. I’m desperate f
~FayeMy heart rate at the idea of meeting the siblings I never knew I had has spiked to unhealthy levels.“Come, don’t look nervous. They all want to meet you,” Micah tells me warmly.I’m nervous for a variety of reasons. Mainly because these people are immortals, and as much as they say I’m one too, it’s hard to relate to anyone of them. Especially since they all look so foreign and beautiful. And who knows what powers are accompanying them. They could either be the same as mine, or completely different.“I really can’t stay long though,” I tell both Sariah and Micah. I’m already anxious to be out of here as soon as possible. “I need to get back to T.”“That okay. I’m sure it won’t take too long,” Micah reassures me, despite my skepticism.I notice Sariah edging toward the end of the room, looking at me expectantly. “Exactly. Should I tell them to come in?”I’m not sure why I’m agreeing to this. I should meet them at some point though, considering they are the only family I have lef
~FayeThe emotions that consumed me ranged from various parts of me. Each building up into energy in the palms of my hands. I’m so furious I want to explode. Yet at the same time I’m so overwhelmed by what happened, I want to throw up in at my feet. All these feelings slam off the walls of my mind.“Get off me,” I scream. It’s a shrill sound that echo’s off the cliff. I slam my hands against his chest, pushing him off me with all the energy within me. “Get the hell away.”He stumbles away, the heel of his feet coming close to the edge of the cliff. One more hit and he would fall. Would he die? I highly doubt it. He would surely use his newly regenerated powers to reverse time and send me tumbling down instead. And by the unamused look on his face, he had that idea in his head too.“Woah there. I nearly fell,” he says, quirking his eyebrow.“Good. You deserve to suffer. And you will suffer,” I snap at him. I hate him. I want the worst for him. He deserves to burn and feel pain for his
~Faye I’m almost certain my heart has faltered. I’m on my knees, covering my ears as if that simple action could abolish the last few moments. I keep my eyes closed so tight, spirals in various colours cloud my vision. Thea lays dead only a few metres in front of me. And it’s all Time’s fault. He so ruthlessly murdered her, not even thinking twice about the life that he was taking. Peaking my eyes open for a moment, I scour the area. Jasper has disappeared, and sitting in the stroller is still Zayla. She remains blissfully unaware of what just happened to her mother. “Don’t look so solemn,” Time murmurs, his tone nothing but condescending. Noticing my eyes are now open, he steps closer, leaning down. He’s reaching for my shoulder, but I push back. “I’m free now. The job is done. Soon my power will be restored.”He looks so triumphant, so satisfied with his disgusting plan. I’m appalled at how heartless one can be. “Then leave. Get out of here,” I choke through tears. I can barely
~Faye I sit alone in the dining room, staring at the surface of my tea, which reflects back at me.Right now, I look like a mess. I’m distraught, not knowing where Time is taking my mate, and what his body may be returned to me as. I’ve been sipping at tea that is too hot, trying to think of a way halt whatever he has planned. It’s foolish of me to attempt, considering Time is an immortal more powerful than any. It’s early in the morning, and I haven’t slept at all. I can’t. Not when all this is going down. I won’t sleep until T is returned to me safely. I take another sip of the tea, ignoring the burn on my tongue. As I set it down, I hear the door to the room creak open. I glance over my shoulder, expecting a guard. Instead, I see a very impassive looking blue-haired immortal. “Fate?”He saunters over, sliding a chair out on the other side of the table to me. Immediately I notice there is no cocky smile on his face, and no taunting quirk of his eyebrow. He isn’t here to make a d
~Faye Everyone felt Time’s presence right after the few words he spoke. Yazzmine was the first to react. She backed away, nothing but utter fear expanding in her eyes. If anyone knows the full extent of Time’s power, it’s a Gaze Reader. They can look right into someone’s soul, and see the future, and their past. And the immortal who controls that, is Time.Everyone watches her reach her desk, which is covered in jars and glasses from full to empty. She digs her hands between them, looking for something.“Oh quit your fussing would you?” Time mutters, dismissing the frantic Gaze Reader, who seems to struggle in finding what she is looking for. She grimaces, visibly trying to ignore him. “You’re hardly the topic of discussion.”My voice is shaky. “Yazzmine, get out of here.”“I will not fear the most evil in this world. I will do everything to protect those who have done nothing, and are still punished by immortals like you,” she snaps, hands still prowling through the glasses.“I get
~Faye T kept strong to his promise. He isn’t leaving my side. The power wrapped around my mind lead me down the stairs, and out of my home. T kept a grasp on my hand, in case I made a run for it. As much as he is trying to stay strong right now, I can see the frown lines etched into his features, highlighted by the moonlight that guides us down the stairs. At least the power didn’t force me into a moving vehicle, which I hope means we won’t be straying far. If this person is in my Pack, I need to deal with it right now, before they become a danger to the members who live here. “Where do you think we are going?” I ask blindly, knowing the foolishness of the question, as we work our way down a familiar path T himself must have taken to get to my estate before. Fear has such a tight grip on me, I just need a little justification. “I think whoever is doing this to you finally wants to meet you,” T says, squeezing my hand warmly. Somehow, he makes it seem like we are strolling toward
~Faye My arms are crossed over my stomach, as I think.Recently, some of my most pressing problems have seemed non existent when I’m in the company of T. Perhaps it is because he has his own, which seem almost impossible to deal with. Two of the most powerful immortals are trapped in his head, and he acts as if it isn’t a problem. Now that I am apparently Temperance, a Virtue in the eyes of the Moon, I’m curious to discovering my own power. However, that doesn’t seem likely while I’m attempting to track down who has been messing with my head. As much as I don’t trust Cal, and would rather see him dead then near me, it would be nice to have his skills right now. All of a sudden, the curtain quivers, and I hear the sound of my window creaking open.I sit up in bed, each muscle tense as I ready myself to jump out to defend myself against whoever is clambering through my window. A dark figure steps in; I catch a glance at their feet first before they pull the curtain back. Relief inst
~Cal I grip a piece of obsidian rock between my fingers, chipping away at it. It’s the only rock I use for my arrowheads. It ensures the job is done, having the lowest chance of being damaged once it hits its target. Once again, these arrows I’m creating will be used for real target. Not just a tree, or a small animal. This is for Alpha Faye. I stand, admiring the finished arrowhead. I place it on a small cloth with the rest of them, brushing my hands off as I do so. There are enough there for all her guards, if it comes to that. It shouldn't do. I know her home like the back of my hand. I’ll sneak in, and out, with no trace. And end it all. Just like I did to her mother.There is one thing in the way, though. T, her mate. I knew that was the case, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t keep him away from her. And even my attempt to get her to fall for me didn’t work as I planned. If he is there tonight, there is no way I can get to her. His power is significant over mine. I