"You did what?" Paige shouted but I covered her mouth before she could utter more insults my way."I'll be damned. Why the hell would you do that? Okay so what if he starts looking for a girl named Paige, what am I to do?" She started biting her lips. It was something she did unconsciously when she was stressed out."It's no big deal. He left without a goodbye. I doubt that we'll ever cross paths again." I said in an 'I don't care' tone but I knew from how she narrowed her eyes that she could see right through me."You almost had me fooled Reika but the look in your eyes tells me something different. You want to see him again, don't you?""Ugh, Paige it's killing me not knowing what he looks like." I finally said letting my frustration show. I hadn't been able to sleep last night because my mind was occupied by the stranger."When we talked yesterday, I felt something that I can't understand. I know we don't believe in mates but it felt like he was the one for me. I don't…." I break o
A pungent smell hit my nose as I regained consciousness. It was coming from the dirty cloth which had been used to cover my eyes. I had a mild headache and my mind was fuzzy. Nothing made sense. It was like I had been drugged with something. I felt weak and I could barely move. My hands and legs were tied with ropes and I lay on a very hard wood that had been used as a seat.My body suddenly jerked forward and I fell face flat on the floor of the carriage I was in as it rocked back and forth along a rocky road.What the hell was going on?I got up from the floor and sat back on the wood.I couldn't remember how I got myself into this situation. The only thing I could recall was my nose being with a wet cloth and seeing Paige and Kira unconscious on the ground. Was Paige alright?As much as I loathed Kira, I did not what her dead.Was I being kidnapped? Where were they taking me?All these questions ran through my head as the carriage suddenly stopped and footsteps neared it. The door
~VLAD~To say I was stunned was a huge understatement. I had never thought to check up on the lady because I didn't see her as a potential trait. When I turned around and spotted her trying to escape, I was stupefied.How did she untie herself?I turned back to my human form and dragged her back to the carriage. She cried and bit my hands several times but my grip on her was very strong.Fitcher and the other men were behind me, staring at the lady with amazement written all over their faces."Are you sure we kidnapped the right person?" Fitcher asked flabbergasted, "How did she even untie herself?""Damn it. she used the wine bottle I left in the carriage." Kai spoke coming out of the carriage with pieces of glass in his hands. When did he even enter there?"You're a very cunning lady." Bruno sneered from where he was sitting on the ground while Alec went back to reading his book. He was such a bookworm."What do you want from me?" the girl voiced from beside me. She tried to speak i
Was it him, Vlad?The Stranger I had hidden behind the potted plant?Yesterday when the other man, what was his name again? Aha! Fitcher had mentioned the name, I was extremely shocked. I had looked at him front head to toe assessing him. The man standing before me had white hair and was very good-looking. He appeared to have the same height as the stranger but he couldn't be him because he didn't have a scar on his left eye.If he was indeed the man behind the potted plant; then there should have been a scar on his face. I remembered it clearly. My hands had touched it, felt it.He couldn't be that 'Vlad'. It was not possible. I couldn't bring myself to believe that the stranger behind the potted plant, who had made me feel such wonderful things, was the same man who had kidnapped me.Waking up an hour ago to find 'Vlad' looking at me as if he couldn't quite believe what he was seeing, was quite unsettling. His gaze had startled me and I nearly fell off the wood if not for his hand
My eyes widened in shock and I stood up as it dawned on me that the man standing in front of me was truly Vlad."You're the stranger?""Hmm", he nodded, affirming my suspicions."How's that even possible? But you don't have a scar on your face. Wait, did you lie to me about that" I asked right before the carriage moved, making me fall onto his lap. He just chuckled at my question.His hands made their way to my waist turning my back to face him and trapping me on his lap."What are you doing?" I shouted, already flustered by his actions. One of his hands pressed me to him so that I could feel the hard muscles that lay beneath his cloak.His lips were dangerously close to my ears and his breath on my neck stirred things within me that I could not understand."Why did you lie to me, Reika?" he whispered huskily and at that moment I could feel my heart begin to beat faster than normal. His question alarmed me. He made me feel things that I'd never felt before but at the same time, he unn
We had been walking for two days now and my butt was hurting from sitting on a horse as it walked on a rocky path throughout. My hands were tied with a rope that was being held by Vlad who walked alongside the horse. It was all Bruno's idea. Damn him!He didn't trust her one bit and had asked Vlad to tie me up. Immediately those words left his mouth I wished I could shove my foot into that big mouth of his.Kai had agreed with him, Fitcher had asked Vlad not to make it too tight (such an angel) while Alec had merely looked up from his book and asked what was going on. The man had fallen about twenty times since we started this journey because he was reading while walking.He had spoken to me once and that was when I had asked him about the title of the book he was reading. His eyes had sparkled when he was explaining it to me and I truly wondered whether he loved anything that wasn't a book. While talking Bruno had smacked him on the head and the two started bickering. I noticed how h
I jolted awake as I felt something wet drip from my head to my face.I sat on the mat I laid on and searched around. My hands were still bounded and tied to Vlad, who was letting out slight snores from his lips. The others were also still asleep. They must have been very tired to not have noticed my movements. The fire had already depleted, its ashes scattered by the wind.I didn't know where the substance was coming from, nor what it was but it dripped from my hair and down, soiling my clothes. My tied hands came into contact with my forehead and the liquid substance felt sticky under my touch.The place was partially dark due to the moon's light so I could still see things. I brought my hands down to look at them and my eyes widened with what I saw.Blood!The sticky liquid substance was blood and it was in my hair. I searched my head for any kind of wound but there was none there.Where was the blood coming from?I asked myself before something dropped onto my head again, startling
~VLAD’S POV~Few hours before Reika's second kidnap‘I can cook’ she had said. At first, I thought I hadn’t her right but the shocked look on the other’s face told me my ears were perfectly fine. I looked at her puzzled unable to understand her. Next thing I knew I was granting her permission. I didn’t think before the words left my lips. I was even confused. Fitcher gave me a questioning look while the others looked at me dumbfounded. I averted my gaze and looked anyway but at them.Reika went into the woods with Fitcher to look for mushrooms to make mushroom soup since it was the most likely thing that would be abundant here.I sat on a rock near the fallen tree and looked at her as she cooked. The gown she was wearing when we kidnapped now look old and its ends had been torn making the dress somewhat short. She bent to pick a stick from the ground and the tattered dress rose to expose her thighs. My body suddenly came to life as something stirred within me. I’d been with many women
"Reika"He looked confused, "What?""My name is Reika, not Paige. I lied."Eragon's eyes widened. Arya and Marcie gasped from where they stood."Wait!", Marcie's terrifying gaze pierced into mine, "Are you Reika, daughter of the Alpha of the Crescent Stone pack?""Y-yes, I am", I let out a breath i didn't know i'd been holding, relieved that I'd finally been able to let out the truth."But how's that possible? You...you were kidnapped by the shadow pack!"Marcie yelled. She looked troubled, so much that she could hardly meet my gaze. What was wrong with her?"I was. I escaped and don't ask me how. I have to look for my family."Eragon and Arya had not spoken a word during our exchange.I looked at Eragon, his face was expressionless, " I have to go in there. Thanks for everything you've done for me. And I'm sorry for lying to you but I've learnt not to trust anyone."I turned to leave but then a hand grabbed my arm, stopping me again."What is it...""I'll go with you!," Eragon said,
“Something isn't right,” Eragon voiced, his words loud enough to sink into my panicked mind.“I'll go ahead and check”, Arya suggested but Eragon raised his hand, signalling her not to. He descended and helped me down before climbing back on. He led us to a grove on the left side of the road, and tied the horses to the stem of a tree. He said to me, “Reika, stay here with Arya and Marcie. I'll go ahead and check what's going on.” and whispered into Arya’s ears before leaving.My chest felt tight and I could hardly breathe as Arya, Marcie and I hid behind a large tree. My hands were sweaty and slightly shook as nerves overcame my calm state. I had a bad feeling about what was going on and I felt a sense of loss that I could not explain. It reminded me of the feeling I had when my eyes lay on Vlad's lifeless body. Shaking the memories away I turned to look at the other two people with me. My eyes widened as I found Arya staring intently at me."Are you okay?" She asked, shocking me to t
~Reika~Eragon was my saviour. I liked the way he carried himself and how he was the true image of confidence. He'd been so kind to me that I couldn't help but seek his presence all the time. I enjoyed the stories of his journeys that he told me and found myself agreeing to whatever he said even if it didn't make sense. He was so wise and intelligent and the way he spoke volumes of that. He loved to read books, something I deeply admired about him, and had the weird habit of running his hands through his long hair every minute. He has been nothing but polite and gentle with me which made me sometimes wonder if he was truly a rogue. The thought never came to me at first but after spending more than ten days with them, I began to ask myself, 'why did the others seem to fear him?'I'd been told numerous times not to trust rogues and of how cruel they were, my first encounter with them had been proof enough. They had been ugly vicious beasts with blood lust eyes and sharp teeth that could
~ERAGON~I'd been searching for something all my life, something that would make my heart beat, something that would make me want to wake up every morning, something that would put a smile on my face, take all my loneliness away and make me feel good about myself for once. And maybe that something that had been so desperately yearning for my whole life, didn't necessarily have to be a mate but could be a person who made my heart beat as it had never before.I saw her from afar, strands of her hair all over her face and just as my eyes looked into her green ones, I knew I'd be lost in them forever and no one would be able to pull me out. I never intervened whenever my sister did her usual charades but watching the old witch harm her made me boil in anger. I was about to rush there when the girl suddenly pushed back, making the old witch fall to the ground. She never got up and I silently laughed at the look on Arya's face from where I stood, on top of a tree. It had been so long since
I stuffed the food into my mouth like there was no tomorrow and licked my fingers to indicate how delicious the meal had been. Eragon had brought me into one of the tents which were probably his and served me a plate of cooked potatoes and roasted meat. I didn't know where the meat came from or what animal had been killed to get it because I could care less now. All that mattered was my stomach that needed filling. He watched me intently as I ate like a pig but oddly I didn't feel embarrassed. It was like he wasn't even there.After I'd finished eating and licked my hands some more, he finally spoke up, "You'll be sleeping here."My eyes bulged out of its socket at his statement and just as I was about to give him a piece of mind, he stated, "You'll be sleeping here alone.", emphasising the word 'alone'.The fumes coming from my head abruptly stopped, making me visibly relax. I nodded at him and he handed me a clean blanket and some clothes. It was a shirt and a pair of trousers just
I didn't dare close my eyes. It stayed open throughout the night and when the sun came out. Arya was the first to wake up this time. Marcie didn't sleep next to me like the previous night. She'd disappeared after she'd scared me yesterday. Just the mere thought of what was about to happen to me made my bones shake, until now it had seemed like something impossible. I didn't open my mouth, nor speak a word as they came for me that morning. As usual, Marcie was behind Arya but this time the scary woman with white eyes stood in front of them. Her frail hands no longer held the stick but what looked like a tree branch. She waved the branch in the air, uttering words I didn't understand. The others seemed to, because they stood in the same position as yesterday, attentively listening to her while I was left even more confused. who were these people and what was going on? If only Vlad was still alive and by my side. he would have known what to do in a situation like this. It still hurt me t
As my vision returned, the only thing I could think of was the fact that I'd lost consciousness three times ever since I'd been kidnapped. it seemed it had become a routine thing in my boring life since I always ended up in the wrong company. As usual, my hands and legs were tied but this time to a tree. In front of me were tents, about twenty of them, I wasn't sure if they were real or if I was just seeing double things. There were a number of wooden structures, each lit with fire to brighten the place. I didn't know how it had been done but it was a magnificent invention. Loud snores filled my ears, it seemed to be coming from one of the tents.I felt no pain in my body, it was as if I had not drunk contaminated water some hours ago. I shook my body, trying to loosen the ropes but they were too tight, almost cutting my skin from the friction."Boo!", someone suddenly jumped in front of me almost scaring me to death. Due to the shock, I unintentionally moved my head back, bumping my
"Are you sure we're going the right way?", I asked, looking around the place. It looked nothing like the path I'd travelled with Vlad and the others. In fact, the once broad route had become very narrow. I complained to her about this but she said that this was a shorter path. I blindly accepted her answer.The sun was almost setting, implying that we had been walking for more than four hours. My lips were patched since I'd run out of water due to the fact that I'd given my last bottle to her. she didn't even say a thank you instead she drew the bottle at me nearly hitting me in the head again. I excused her rude behaviour because I knew it wasn't her fault for being that way. Most children who grew up without parental figures often went through this faze."Are you sure this is the right route?", I asked for the hundredth time. She ignored me. I was just about to call her when I remembered that I didn't know her name. I'd been walking with a stranger and I didn't know her name! I acte
I opened my eyes, the dark spots slowly disappeared as I regained my vision. I was confused at first as to why I lay on the ground until I felt something heavy on top of me. Vlad lay limply on top of me, my dress soiled with blood, which surprised me because I felt no pain in my body. Panicked by this information, I pushed him off so he lay next to me and lo and behold, the silver dagger stood pierced in his chest. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked at the blood that soaked his clothes. His body which lay there stiff, was cold when my hands felt his.I killed him! My hands were soaked with his blood.Covering my eyes, I slowly pulled out the dagger from his chest and threw it to the ground. I removed his shirt and pressed it on the wound. I knew it was of no use but I still had to try. if it had been a normal dagger then the chances of me saving his life would be high but it wasn't. I had no idea what to do next. I wanted to save him, I had to save him but I didn't know how. it ma