Angelica
Packing my suitcase into the taxi's boot, I faintly hear Mom's cries as she clutches onto my father. "Don't worry, Mom," I said as I walked over to them, engulfing both of them into a tight, loving hug. "I'm going to be okay. I'll call every morning and every night, I promise." I pulled back and gave my mother the best smile I could with what little confidence I had. Mom smiled back weakly as I watched her heartbreak once again. A week ago, when my mate left me that night, my father called people he knew that might be willing to take me in. Either nobody had the room or they didn't want to. In the end, he called up Moms' parents from her old pack and they were more than happy to take me in - their pack was in Ireland, however. I shuttered at the thought of Ireland, knowing that that's where the Mermaids and Sirens like to go, on the shores of Ireland, attracting their pray. But Grandma and Grandpa were the only ones that were willing to take me, so I was off to the airport to Ireland.
I haven't seen Carla since that night we argued, but Dad says she's busying herself with her friends but thinks she feels bad for fighting with me. A part of me wants to believe it, believe that she's remorseful for attacking me... But another part of me thinks that she's glad I'm leaving. I sighed. I'm not sure I want to know which it is.
Grabbing my school bag full of my stuff, I gave my parents one last hug and kiss. "I'll call when I get there, I promise!" I called. I got into the taxi, feeling my stomach tie up in knots as the realisation hit me. I'm leaving my family. Not for good, no - just until this whole thing blows over but still, I've never gone anywhere outside of the pack territory without my dad or the Alpha. This will be the first time I've gone anywhere without anyone with me. I took a deep breath as I rolled down my window, poking my head out. "I love you, Mum, Daddy."
Mum choked on a sob and Dad did his best not to show any tears, but his eyes welled up anyway. "We love you, too, sweetness. Be safe, be our good girl, stay out of trouble...and call us, as soon as you land."
I nodded. "I will, Dad. I promise." As the taxi roared to life and slowly began to drive away, the gravel beneath the tires crunching, I stuck my head and arm out of the window, waving goodbye until I could no longer see them or our house. Just grassy fields and a gravel road. I sighed, my breath trembling as I breathed in and out with control, steadying myself so I wouldn't cry.
Something inside me was telling me that my life was going to be different from now on.
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I woke up as the plane landed, the whole plane shaking violently, but not bad enough that we were in danger. I waited politely for the other people to gather their belongings and leave before I stood up and grabbed my school bag and walked down the steps of the plane to the Earth below me. I looked around, hoping I could see my grandma and grandpa somewhere. I eventually found a guy in a crisp clean suit holding a sign with my full name written on it, my suitcase already by his side. I jog over to him with a smile, smelling his scent. He was a werewolf, but I could feel a slight power radiating off him, but I couldn't tell if he was really high-ranking or if he just seemed that way. I guess I'll find out soon. He greeted me back with a wide child-like grin. "Mornin'," he chirped. "Your granny an' grandpa sent me to come get ya an' take ya home."
"Oh, well, thank you very much for going out of your way for me." I liked his soft Irish accent. "As you know, I'm Angelica Sky, but everyone calls me Angel."
"Oh, it suits ya!" I blushed slightly at his compliment as he held his hand out. "The name's Lloyd, but yer can call me Lu," he said as he shook my hand softly. "Ya should feel privileged, not everybody is allowed to call me Lu," he grinned and I laughed as he lifted up my suitcase and began to walk over to the car park where a sleek, black Ferrari shone in the sunlight. Lu caught me staring wide-eyed and laughing. "Do ya like it?"
"It's the coolest car I've ever seen," I commented with a smile. I couldn't wait to get in! Lu put my luggage in the back seat and opened up the front passenger door for me. "Thanks," I said excitedly as I slid into the leather seat, a smell of pineapple and lime filled my nose. I liked it. I grinned as Lu started up the car and revved the engine - my insides stirring with anticipation and untameable excitement. When Lu skidded off, I yelped in surprise. He soon got onto the road and when he drove he drove it well, meaning it was the smoothest ride I've ever had. I grinned like a little kid as I stared out of the window, watching the world of Ireland pass me by.
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The sun was beginning to set, the sky was a peaceful orange-purple as Lu and I sat in comfortable silence and soon we reached a road made of stone leading into a thick, eerie forest. "The packed house is in the middle of the forest," Lu explained half-heartedly. "It's deep in the forest so no humans accidentally find us. They'd have to be either really lost or actually trying to find us." Lu yawned loudly as we entered the forest.
"Tired?" I asked and he nodded.
"Yep," he sighed. "It's been a long day, helpin' my dad deal with pack business an' dealin' with my ma's constant naggin' an' I still have to deal with it when I get home."
I chuckled. "Your parents are Alpha and Luna?"
He shook his head. "My parents are the Beta's an' they're gettin' me ready for the responsibility of bein' Beta." I frowned. So who are the Alpha and Luna? "Look, there's the pack house," Lu pointed towards the distance and there stood a beautiful mansion, straight out of a faerie tale. As we drove closer, the more detail I could see and the more I fell in love with it. It was white bricked with grey tiles on the roof, beautifully trimmed hedges and few olden styled lampposts on the edges of the path leading to the mansion. Glorious gardens also surrounded the house.
"It's beautiful," I gasped as Lu made a turn off to a dirt path, heading towards a giant wooden shed. The door opened when we neared it and Lu parked the car carefully. He quickly got out of the car and moved to my side and opened up my door.
"Ya can get walkin' to the house, I'll grab ya things."
"Thanks, Lu," I smiled as I walked towards the house, admiring the beauty of the grassy, glossy fields; tall, thick and proud trees; delicate beds of colourful flowers; decorative, beautifully shaped hedges surrounding the packed house - everything was just beautiful.
I wasn't walking long when a shrill voice interrupted my thoughts. "Who the hell are you?" I looked up to see a pretty girl, perhaps a few years older than me - maybe the same age as Lu - long black, curly hair, naturally tanned skin, dark brown eyes and full-bodied, wearing a black singlet and dark blue shorts, no shoes.
"I beg your pardon?"
The girl rolled her eyes. "I said, who the hell are you? Are you a rogue?" Her foreign accent was familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
I chuckled. "No, I'm not. I'm here seeing my grandparents for a while," I explained but her glare didn't disappear. She sniffed the air and suddenly her frown turned into a murderous glare.
"Why is my mates scent on you?!"
"What're you talking about? You mean Lu?" Once I said Lu's nickname, she lunged at me and I landed on the soft ground with a scream.
"You slut! You mother f*cking slut! I'll kill you!"
"Garcia! Get off her, you're hurting her!" Lu screamed as he tried to pry his mate off me. I curled into a ball, refusing to fight back.
"Good! I hope she stops breathing!"
Soon she was thrown off me by a stronger force and delicate hands lifted me up, stroking my hair and cradling me. I heard a familiar voice scream at this Garcia girl. "What do you think you are doing, Garcia?! I told you to get Lloyd and our guest, not attack her!"
"I'm sorry, Alpha, b-buts-she smelled l-like my mate, I-I thought-"
"You didn't even think that she might smell like your mate because he was picking her up from the airport?! Are you just looking for an excuse to fight someone?!"
"N-no," she stuttered, now crying. I looked over and saw Lu standing over me with his back facing me and an older lady holding me tightly, a familiar scent on her. Garcia looked up at Lu, eyes wide and glassy, pleading with him for help. But he shook his head before he spoke.
"You had no right, Garcia. You didn't even think 'bout it. Not only did you attack our guest, but you attacked the Alpha's granddaughter."
Grandma and Grandpa are Alpha and Luna?
Garcia snapped her head towards me with surprise and regret. "A-Alpha, I'm so sorry, I didn't know."
"I'll let you off with a warning, Garcia however if you threaten my granddaughter again, I'll make you regret it."
Garcia nodded as Lu helped her up and took her back to the packed house. "I'll see yer later, Angel," Lu waved.
I smiled and waved back. The big, muscly man turned to me, a wide happy grin hiding behind his small beard. "Angel!"
"Grandpa!" He engulfed me in a tight hug before looking me over.
"Are you alright? Did she hurt you?"
I shook my head and smiled. "I'm fine, Grandpa. Tell me! When did you get Alpha status?" I asked curiously.
Grandpa smiled sadly. "The former Alpha lost his mate and pup during childbirth. He made me Alpha before he took his own life."
"Oh, Grandpa, I'm so sorry."
Grandpa shook his head and smiled, guiding me towards the packed house as Grandma came by my side with a soft, loving smile. "Enough about me, darling, tell us, why are you here? Your father didn't really explain."
I gulped.
AngelicaGrandpa and Grandma took me into their office inside the magically beautiful mansion on the fourth floor and I told them everything - what happened, who it was and why I'm here. They understood perfectly and Grandpa was ready to kill something. "How dare that son of a bitch! How dare he do that to my granddaughter!" Grandpa yelled, his voice almost shaking the room.Grandma stood up from her seat and placed a calming hand upon his shoulder and he visibly relaxed, placing his even bigger hand on her small delicate one. "Thanks, Martha. But it just makes me so angry-""Now now, Victor," she soothed. "What's done is done. He's gone and she's here. What we have to do now is make sure she's happy and hope that he doesn't come back for her."I smiled warmly at Grandpa as he marched over to me and hugged me once again. "I'm so sorry you had to endure that, my darling.""It's okay, Grandpa.
AngelicaI heard muffled voices as I opened my heavy eyelids to a blurry white room. Hospital, I thought, unsure as to why I would be in a hospital with a drip in my arm... And I then remembered what happened. "H-hey, what's-" I tried to talk but my throat was too dry."Angel, honey?" Grandma's worried voice was suddenly next to me. I turned my blurry eyes to the short, delicate, grey-haired woman next to me. I smiled at her to reassure her and she sighed heavily in relief before smiling back at me. "Angel, sweetheart, you gave us such a fright. How are you feeling?""Fine," I managed to croak. "T-thirsty."Grandma chuckled and called out to someone for a glass of water and a straw. "You can't have too much just yet, sweetheart, just enough." I nodded in response as a nurse gave Grandma a clear glass of water with a straw. She held the straw to my lips and I drank happily, feeling disappointed when
CarlaSlipping on her skimpy red dress and red lipstick, playing with her long curled hair as she sussed herself out in her full-length mirror. Carla grinned and winked at herself. She then grabbed her handbag and was making her way down the stairs when she heard her mother cry. She stopped at the top of the stairs, listening to her father on the phone."Are you sure? Oh, no...how is Angel coping?... Not speaking? Well, I can't blame my poor baby....of course, we can, I'll book the flights right now. H-how is the baby?"Carla covered her mouth, stifling a gasp. Angelica is pregnant?! Carla clenched her teeth. So, first her 'mate' rejects her and now she's pregnant? More excuses to get attention! Carla didn't pity her little sister as she believed her little sister was acting out, trying to be perfect for their mother and father, trying to compensate for Carla's beauty - as Carla always believed.Carla walked careful
Angelica"Isn't there anything she can do?" Grandma asked my Grandpa in hushed voices, thinking I wasn't paying attention as I stared blankly out the window."I've researched every possible angle, every possibility, there's nothing she can do without risking being exiled or sentenced to death. Only someone of Royal blood can help her and they, too, are a part of the council so they will side with the Black family.""Surely there must be something, anything - he left her, for Goddess sake!" Grandma shrieked."It doesn't matter, she carries the heir to the Black family. However it went down, she will be at a disadvantage."Silence hung in the air until my grandma whispered so low I almost didn't hear. "Abortion?""Shh!!" Grandpa hissed. "Do you know what would happen to her if she even considered that?! If it was anyone else's pup, no one would bat an eyelash - but a Black's pup? A Council's pup?""You're right
October 6th, 2013~5 weeks pregnant~AngelicaGrandma and Grandpa left my bedside reluctantly when I told them I would be fine on my own for the night which gave Garcia a chance to tell Lu what was happening and for them to sneak into my ward to talk about the plan. Garcia had gathered seventy-five thousand dollars and put it into a new bank account under the new name she gave me: Felicity Walters. When I asked her how and where she got the money she just shrugged and muttered something about an inheritance. She didn't seem like she wanted to talk about it so I let it be while she gave me a new passport, drivers licence, ID card, fake birth certificate, etc, and gave me the new city I was going to live in. Paris. I was a bit disappointed that I wasn't going to Spain, but there are a lot of Werewolves which live all over Spain and Paris has the lowest count o
October 17th, 2 weeks later~7 weeks pregnant~AngelicaI tap my fingers against my knee, silently drumming away as I waited for the lady at the desk to call my name. I’m not usually an impatient person, but I have been sitting in their waiting room for over an hour now – and this wasn’t even the worst part of my day. This morning I missed my alarm so I was late for a job interview and had to reschedule for this afternoon (and the boss wasn’t happy about that), I then missed my taxi so I had to walk home which took me an hour and then I get bad stomach pains which are freaking me out so I made an appointment to see a doctor (one that can speak English) and now they’re making me wait over an hour when I could be losing my baby! How messed up! I know it would have been easier to see a Werewolf doctor, but I’m nowhere near one (not that I want
Dmitri ValentineDmitri wondered through the lively city of Paris, wrapping his coat around him as a chilly wind brushed his cheeks. It was late afternoon yet the coldness had yet to subside. Most of Dmitri's morning consisted of his mother trying to introduce him to the 'lovely' Amelia Keegan while his father was lecturing him on how to be a strong King. When Dmitri finally managed to get away from his parents, he had this Amelia girl attempting to call him on his phone, annoyed that his mother had the audacity to give his number to her. Mindlessly wandering into a cafe, Dmitri felt a tiny body collide with his. "Ouch!" A tiny, sweet voice yelped and he saw a dainty looking woman on the ground, rubbing her backside, her lips pursed angrily at him as she gestured to her coat. "I usually like to drink my coffee, not wear it."Dmitri stared at her. He took in her looks as if she were his own reflection in a mirror. Her red hair framed her face i
Nina BlackA name once remembered with admiration, respect and love by the Black family and their pack. She was an ambitious woman who was witty and firm yet was loving, funny and the most gentle and sweet mother to her pups. Nina was a precious gem amongst worthless pebbles and she was cherished and respected greatly, even in the Council by the people in the Council. Now, when her name is even whispered the harsh, callous memories of her madness brought fear into the hearts of many, even the Elders’. It was one of the reasons why the Black family were so feared, even though they’re still cruel and merciless, it was Nina who stained their name with blood.Nina was what the Werewolves called a Moon Wolf because she harboured powers similar to their Moon Mother, the Moon Goddess. She could heal wounds using the magic in her blood, she could use the same magic the Witches use, she could see the life one lived just b
CarlaCarla is sitting in front of the bathroom mirror, wiping the steam from her reflection with one hand and holding the towel up with the other, echoes from today fresh inside her head.She stood upon the small alter, her soon-to-be Pack standing in front of her, all waiting for the ceremony finale to begin. A Werewolf elder standing beside her, knife in hand. As Carla stared at the full moon as instructed, she held out her hand for the elder as he cut the palm of her hand. His voice booming through the forest air, loud enough for even the Moon Goddess to hear. “We have accepted you as our Alpha, our leader, please recite the sacred promise and accept us as your Pack.”As the blood trickled to the marble floor, Carla loudly recited the words she had practiced for weeks.
Gabriel BlackGabriel stood at his fathers’ bedroom door for what seemed like hours, hand hovering over the doorknob, his hand retracting every so often before he took in a deep breath to prepare himself for what he was about to do. When he was brought to his father, his men had told Gabriel that he suffered severe injuries in a sudden attack that happened during a large Council meeting, killing hundreds of Werewolves and Witches. He was barely alive and needed to say his final piece to Gabriel. So here he stood, preparing for his fathers’ death.He entered the room, dark save for a few lit candles on the nightstands on either side of the large King sized bed that cradled his fathers fragile frame. Gabriel never remembered his father seeming so weak. He knew his father as a large, terrifying man that wouldn’t hesitate to kill children if
AngelicaMy mother once scolded me with tears in her eyes when she pulled my tiny body away from a crumbling cliff. I remember that day so vividly, the way her face was a mixture of terror and fury. Growing up I never knew why, but her shaky, broken voice was glued to my memory and I have never forgotten what she yelled;"What would I do if I lost you!?"I never understood what she meant by that. I understand, now.My head rested against car window as I watched the trees blurring in a dizzying speed. We were on our way to the airport, heading to Ireland to bury the familywe'velost. Just the thought of it had the lump in my throat form again and the pit inside my stomach churn and threaten to bring up whatever small food I could consume before we left and the pain came back, leaving a foul taste in my mouth. Itshouldn'tbe like this. Ishouldn'thave to bury my family,
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MaxThe dark, eerie sky littered with gloomy dark clouds, a sad feeling settled in his stomach. The dim light from the moon caught his eye as he stood on a balcony high above and he thought about the Moon Goddess, why She chooses Werewolves mates, their destiny and if She would be angry if they were to choose their path, their ending? Although he knew that Werewolves and Lycan's shared some qualities, traits and genes, he knew the vast differences would make a Werewolf/Lycan pairing difficult. Werewolves have longer lifespans than humans though they have significantly shorter lifespans than Lycan's. Lycan's weredesignedto live for around three or four hundred years, so the Royal family can rule without heirs being changed every 40/50 years. Werewolves were lucky if they could make it to a hundred- and fifty-years-old. The lifespan alone makes his stomach drop. Max wasn't sure why he was even
CarlaShe looked around the forest, the beautiful rays of sunlight peeking through the leaves left her skin warm and radiating. The calm, cool water surrounding her feet soothed her aching bones and she patted through the river, a serene smile gracing her features. Not a care in the world as the wind gently lifted her hair, playing with it happily as she continued to walk through the river, letting the water rise up to her calves and giggling as it tickled her. She heard distant voices behind her. She turned to see her parents and her grandparents, smiling and waving at her. She laughed and waved back.They were shouting at her to come back, waving her over with excitement. She didn’t want to, she wanted to stay in the water a little bit longer. She enjoyed the cool, tickling feeling of the water as it rose again to above her knees. She gazed at the water, watching the ripples
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AngelicaI didn’t know where I was. With the white walls surrounding me and medical tools on a table next to me, I knew I was in some sort of hospital but where? One second I was in this weird bedroom, and Lu looked at me with murder in his eyes and the next Carla, and I was in this large hall resembling a cathedral.I felt a crippling stabbing pain shoot up my back, my sister’s comforting words fading in and out as building pressure in my head caused me to scream, reminding me that I was wheeled away with people shouting and my sister squeezing my hand tightly. “I-I c-can’t do this, Carla,” I sobbed as the pain rippled up my spine once again and an urge to push swirled through my stomach. Tears soaked the pillow under me as I leaned my head back.My sister gently wiped my tears away as someone, whom I assumed was a doctor, placed a hand on Carla’s shoulder before she spoke. “If we a