"Here you go, hope you like Thailand food" Esme placed a bowl on the kitchen counter, before a patiently waiting Shailyn.
Shailyn's eyes followed the bowl till it was placed before her. Her eyes broadened as she stared at the food, she ran her tongue over her lips at the mouth-watering sight, her throat made a gulping sound.
This iconic bowl of steaming goodness was bold, aromatic, and came with a fairly strong spicy kick. Prepared with Thai ingredients like lemongrass, chili, galangal, kaffier lime leaves, shallots, fresh lime juice, and plenty of fish sauce. Fresh prawns and mushrooms, Shailyn could already perceive the creamy taste in her drooling mouth.
"Tom Yum Goong, Spicy Shrimp Soup" she clutched her hands, a slight squeal leaving her mouth. Instantly, she rolled up her invisible sleeves, she grabbed a spoon and took a sip of the soup, her eyes enlarged at the expensive taste of spice and the shrimp,
Tiny snickers left his mouth as his thin fingers played with the puzzle, arranging the cubes to their rightful place, fixing them ideal for a little boy his age. A triumphant titter left his lips once more as he successfully fixed the cubes with their right colors. "Karam!" Hearing his name, his sliver orbs snapped nattily in the direction. He instantly stood up, picking the box with his tiny hands, he went towards the direction of the kitchen. "Maye, I fixed the puzzle!" He shrieked, his little legs trotting to the kitchen. The woman before the stove, an apron tied around her waist. She turned as little footsteps entered the kitchen. Her browns eyes landed on the tiny being that ran into the kitchen, holding out a puzzle, perfectly puzzled out, something she had endeavored with for years without success, a five years old boy unraveled it without hardship. The woman squatted to his level and
Poking the door open, Skylar peeked her head inside, her eyes promptly landing on the bed where her half lucid sister was sitting, knees to the chest, a teddy bear held to her chest while her eyes were stuck on the wall ahead of her. "Come in Skylar" Olivia fatigued invited without turning her head. Skylar's mouth made an O shape as she realized she was caught. Pushing the door wider, Skylar slowly walked in, dressed in a pair of jeans and a blouse, a covered plate on her palm. She slowly strolled in, standing in front of her geriatric sister, pressing her lips together nervously while her hand felt clammy beside her. "Hi" Skylar internally facepalmed herself for her lame start of a chatter. She hadn't been this gauche in a long time. Olivia's gaze went to her. "Your hair is pretty" she flattered but her voice came out impassive and frigid, sending shivers down Sk
Maye deliberately placed the little boy in her arms into an enormous tomb. She slowly nuzzled his sliver hair and glazed into his sliver eyes, which blurred with uncertainty as he also stared back at her. Maye's lips quivered as she stared at the boy, her body throbbing as she tried to hold back that sobs that threatened to leave her but she restrained them and blinked away her tears. She couldn't afford to be hazardous now, she had to do this, for the world and his sake. "Am scared Maye" His tiny voice ranged in her ears, a tear tackled from the corner of her eye, she instantly wiped it away. "I know but Maye have to keep you and the world save" She stroked his hair. "I'm I dangerous for the world Maye, is that why you want to put me to sleep" he blinked innocently, composured for a timid juvenile, she could smell the panic raging from him. "Will you ever forgive Maye
"Alpha Fergus...I warn you. This would be the dreadful mistake you've ever done in your life" A warning tone came beside him but his notoriety was glued to the sealed tomb before him, an impish hint in his eyes and a smirk on his lips. "No, I think this would the best decision I've ever made in my life, apart from killing that limp-wristed called my father" His tiny voice spoke, coming to stand beside the tomb, taller and larger than he could ever be. Alpha Fergus, leader of The Midnight pack. A man barely the size of a normal man, 4ft tall, short but mighty. Had a round face with moles on his cheek and forehead. His hair was brown and short, falling messily on his forehead, his eyes were a dark grey, his pupils larger than typical and his voice was what you could describe as a five years old girl singing but never for once had he let his size and voice be an obstacle to getting what he wanted and when a witch portended his destiny aslee
"I think there is something he's isn't telling us and I don't buy what he said. He's hiding his identity" Ivan asserted thoughtfully. "Or there's a possibility he's telling the truth. He slept for a week and his head was badly injured when we found him, the doctor said he's human, that puzzles me" Archer confessed. Steve sighed "There's nothing much we could do. Keep him under the chain and watched. If he's lying. We will surely find out his secret. Kill him off if he's a threat" ******** She glared at the statue, the more she stood there, the more her jaw clasped and her eyes petrify, the more she felt the vicious taste in her mouth, constructing a lump in her throat and a knot in her stomach. King Caesar, the statue stood highfalutin and unwavering, filled with preeminence and sovereignty most could not withstand, the king of Arcelia, also known as the king of hell.&n
Shailyn clobbered her feet as she walked into the pack library, Ignoring the lady at the desk as she immediately went to the bookshelf section, being slightly awed by the number of books she saw but she had seen millions of books in the fairies secret library and she had read only a thousand. Through her journey, she had read so many books, the imaginary world was more entertaining and exhilarating than the real world. Her life was anything but fascinating till Skylar came along but that was how it was meant to be. Instantly her mood brighten and she bounced excitedly on her feet before going through the books, searching for anything that would tackle her interest. She slowly placed her fingers on the books on section A, she shut her eyes and trailed her fingers, a little orange energy on her hand as she moved, searching through the books for something she hadn't read before, and in a snap, her eyes reopened
Skylar waddled into the house, finding a plane sight with a single couch, a table, and a little TV set, and a staircase that led to the bedrooms. This was her first tune being in the secret cabin, Alpha Steve would be furious if he came to know she went in but curiosity got the better of her. She wanted to see the man for herself, eye witness was better than made-up stories. Skylar's eyes wandered up the stairs, an unknown feeling creeping to her stomach, growing while her wolf bounced up and down. Skylar's grip tightened on the basket, suddenly feeling uneasy being inside a house with a human with no fragrance. Was he dangerous as they said? What if he was harmless, another voice rang in her head but she didn't stand there wondering any further as she decided to find out herself. Unhurriedly, she walked up the stairs, filling the house with a cracking creeping sound, which somehow made her even more nervous than she already was. Her hands felt moistened and h
Skylar flickered, she blinked again, her eyes twinkling continuously, her lips parting and shutting as her eyes remained fused to the indefectible features of her mate. Her mate? Just thought of the word made her feel all yeasty inside and she could feel her heart fluttering with thrill. She found her mate! Her eyes scrutinized his celestial features more. Now she understood why her wolf was fidgety, romped and barked and purred, it was because her destiny was finally here. She deterred the squealing feeling. "Done staring?" He asked emotionlessly but a Skylar shook her head, she wasn't done staring, replying with a "No!" While her hand reached to out his face, feeling svelte beneath her finger while an electric shook pleasantly flowed through her hand while sparks danced around her skin from the contact. Slowly her finger trailed on his sharp jawline to his seductive lips, her organ of sight