Justen POVIt was one of those pitch-black nights, couldn’t even see my damn fingers if they were inches from my face. I hated nights like this, my whole-body alert. It felt unnatural to be running in the forest at this time of the night. I couldn’t sleep. The rules were very clear, leaving the safety of our home was forbidden. I could feel her destress, so what else was I to do. I didn’t enjoy the rule, but it was fair. I missed being able to freely roam the outskirts. But it was too dangerous out here, at least for the moment. It put most of the town at ease. Could I blame them? We had no idea what was happening out there. But from what we were told it was not looking good. A war was coming, and it would be wise for us to try our best to keep away from it.The thought of the suffering that was happening there wasn’t exactly pleasant. The stories Vivian used to tell us, fuelled our imagination. They sounded like camp fire horror stories. I hated to think like this but, if it came to
Liberty POVI nod. I did want to accept the bond, I knew that. I was just a little scared. His face lit up a little when I agreed to accept. I could see him trying to keep his joy under wraps. His was likely worried of freaking me out. I found his excitement cute.“So, now what? I ask“A date”“A date?”“Yep, I need some time to prepare. Give me 2 hours”I laugh, as he hurries out the room.“Do I need to leave” I call out.“Yes please”I laugh again. “Okay” I say as I head out the door. I could hear bangs, clattering and a lot of mumbles as I left. I had no idea what he had in store. I guess I would just have to wait and see. I liked this. It felt good and it felt right. When I was here life felt good, great even. I wished this could be my life, always. It couldn’t though, could it. I had another life out there. One that was far less happy. Maybe when that life was sorted, I could relish in this one. That would be my plan. Sort out this complicated, messy and demanding part of my life
My hands were pinned behind my back and I was pressed up against a wall. Ben the solider had a good grip on me. I wiggled to try get free. That wasn’t working. I could feel Justen glaring. He was going to have to get used to this. Because I agreed with Vivian I needed to train with as many people as I could. Ben was getting a little handsy, but I knew it was all part of the game. I couldn’t let myself get distracted in combat. No matter what was happening to me or around me. I lifted my leg and kicked back as hard as I could.“Fuck my knee” Ben wails unprepared for my shot.He releases his hold on me. I was small, I wasn’t built for strength. I couldn’t rely on strength. I had to utilise my other skills. I had a limited window to work out what my opponents’ weaknesses were. Thankfully in most cases I could rely on anger to misguide my opponent. I was agile and I was using that and my size to my advantage. I slipped out from my position next to the wall. My main goal wasn’t to land hit
We were sprawled out on the lawn in the gardens. Reading through some books. So far, we hadn’t found anything extra. Everything we had already read through when I was first here. The bond was hardly written about. Only vaguely mentioned, with a few facts. We had spoken to Demira a few times, but she said she also knew very little about it. Being so rare we were the first she had encountered. I was curious about the finalisation of the bond. Nothing was mentioned in any of the books about it. Demira said she was told the bond had to be finalised to reach its full potential. Those records had been destroyed because of the fear of the united strength. So, I had no idea how we would finalize it.It was another warm day. The intensity of the summer heat had died down. Leaving us with perfect weather. I was fed up with reading, I swear we had read through half of all the books in this place. I don’t think we were going to find our answers here. I had saved a few pages about contacting ance
His hands massaged my back, as I awoke. The morning light peeping through the window. I was a little stiff. I melted into his touch, feeling the tension slowly melting away. His hands beginning to roam, as he knows I am awake. His hand reaches over my side, and grabs my breast. I push into him as he plays with my nipple. His touch, I loved it. I could never get enough. I pulled away slightly, turning around to face him.“Good morning beautiful” he said smiling at me.I could feel a small tug on my heart, as I looked at him. I knew he would hate me leaving again. I didn’t have a choice. I wished I could just forget what was happening around us and live the life we wanted. Vivian’s talk really hit home with me. I needed to take everything more seriously. I never took any of this as a joke of course. However unintentionally I was dragging my feet. I had a lot of self-discovery and growth to do. I was scared of that path and the places it might take me. But I had to face it. I always knew
Things looked exactly as I remembered. It was odd. The way life had been moving around me it felt like so much time had passed. But here it felt like time had stopped. Like the carnage was frozen in time. It was eerily quiet, like a long forgotten abandoned town. There didn’t appear to be a single soul to be found. Vivian and I walked the streets. Looking at each other with puzzled expressions. Were there any people here still? Had Charles already completed his goal? I didn’t know how to feel. It didn’t look like there had been any human life here for at least a month. Where had everyone gone? I wandered if they were all at the lab building Charles had locked me in. It was still day light; it would be far too dangerous for us to venture towards that place. Even thinking about it put a shiver down my spine.Night fall couldn’t come quickly enough, but it also came too quickly. I wanted answers, but I feared the answers I would get. Aren’t you meant to not ask questions if you won’t lik
My mind often drifted to Birdy now. She had always just been there, so my mind never used to linger on her the way it did now. I thought of my past memories with her. How she made me feel as that unloved child. The way she looked after me. The way we communicated so easily despite the language barrier. I could never repay her for the love and joy she brought to my otherwise empty past. My mind would flicker to the imagine of her laying there. Her lifeless eyes and hallow body. The way the blood stuck to her coat. I felt empty, in a way which was hard to explain. I think you never truly know how much something means to you until its gone. You take their presence for granted even when you don’t mean to.Pain was something I was accustomed to. I hated to admit it, but I was right at home here. Consumed by emotionally suffering. This was what I was used to. I stared up at the ceiling, wishing the whiteness of the walls would just swallow me. I never asked for this. I had to wonder what I
There I was walking down the long corridors. The walls white, machines beeping in the background like a hospital. Men surrounded me. I wasn’t chained but I might as well have been. I looked around trying to keep my mind distracted. Trying to think of good memories. My mind always wanted to slip into the memories of the last time I was trapped in a place like this. The screams, the cries, the pleads for mercy. I really didn’t like my chances of getting out of here. It was heavily guarded; Charles wasn’t taking any chances. It reeked of bleach; it stung my eyes. Tears dripped slowly down my cheek. Trying to wash out the irritation. Bleach in these settings was only ever for covering up blood. My mind wandering to my people, were they still alive?The further we went the colder it got. The air causing goose bumps to appear all over my skin. No natural light made its way in here. It was disorientating. The same level of light all hours, the same noises. It was impossible to tell the time,