Finally the rain began pouring, gently at first; then it grew heavier and a strong wind blew. The castle was remarkably quiet on this particular morning. The cold wind penetrated through the pores of my skin and I felt Goosebumps instantly all over my skin. I imagined Gray and Sonia perfectly curled in each other’s arms and enjoying the weather. Mike may not be big on talking or expressing emotions but he certainly did his job; that I was certain of. Lea even at old age could still make the bed warm and fry chicken for her mate which was the pinnacle of a successful mating relationship."Get your ass up!" Abruptly, I jerked up off my bed with wide eyes of fear. I looked towards my door to find that Beam had just banged the door open and yelled at me."Beam," I called out cautiously and she rolled her eyes at me, taking it upon herself to walk into my room and cuddle herself up on my bed."Good morning to you too," she said, reaching out for my phone under my pillow. I still stayed i
"The rest have more work, you can take your time here, all day if you like," Gray shrugged with a smile on his face.There was nothing funny about the work I was given, it was ridiculously annoying. The entire place was so scattered that there was no path to move in. Bags, boxes, clothes, shoes, old drawers, old frames, shelves, name it. "What died in here?" I squeezed my face in disgust when the smell of rotten food or animals met my nose."That must be the fridge, I honestly thought they had thrown it away or cleaned, I have no idea why Lance wants it to stay, anyway I'll leave you to it. I'll come check on you later or send someone else, good luck."With that, he hurriedly made his way out of the place, possibly also irritated by the foul smell from the fridge. I had no idea where to begin, I hadn't even had breakfast and my head was still aching seriously. I suspected that I was sick, but I had never been sick in a long time. Even when I did fall sick, it was either from a fight
The ray of sunlight pierced through the window and met my eyes, making me squint them as I turned my head away from the light. I raised my hand to shield my face but I froze when it didn't budge. Then I opened my eyes. I was in my room, laying on my bed, my head facing the ceiling. The headache had stopped and my body did not seem to be in pain any longer, but my hands didn't seem to move. "She's awake," a masculine voice said and I turned my head in the direction of the sound. "That's good, how're you feeling?" Sonia who was sitting at one end of my room asked, getting up to move close to me. But then she stopped mid way. "What happened?" I asked, trying to sit up. "You went unconscious," she replied and I frowned. "Why?" I glared into open space as I tried to remember why and when it happened. I was in the storage room, I had almost finished my clean up routine and I remembered coughing out blood. I stared at my hand to see the blood had been washed off. I remembered the pai
"Don't ever try that with me again, okay?" His voice was deep and husky and it made me shiver."Yeah," I whimpered without a choice. He knew what he was doing and followed and had the upper hand at it. "Good," he replied, taking a second to remain in his position before actually moving away from me.I almost audibly pouted at his departure but I was glad I held it in. I watched him head towards my room door, he twisted the knob and took a step out but halted."Rest, you still did not finish the storage work," then he left......."You can do better than that Hayley," I punched harder as Gray continued to motivate me."You're healed already, you should have more strength now," Gray continued and I obeyed, punching the hard foam box that he held against his body. "I'm trying," I confessed and he scoffed "Try harder," he insisted and I punched more. Getting frustrated, I wanted to get over it once and for all, I hit the box harder, focusing my strength and emotion on it. It came out
Lance scoffed and then turned to leave. I had seen Lance get angry, like hell I had even been the cause but this was rage. Lance's body was trembling as he walked back into the castle. Upon seeing me at the door I assumed the worst would happen but he just passed me without a word. Whatever questions I held in my tongue remained frozen in place for a later time. The attackers were gone and I went outside. "You know, you shouldn't be eavesdropping," Gray said to me approaching me. Sonia had left him to do something. She was dragging one of the dead vampires to torch his body. I too wanted to feel useful. "Are they any injured pack mates?" I asked, ignoring his earlier statement. "No, four dead wolves and vampires.""Gray, I warned you not to take those events lightly but you wouldn't listen," I said, becoming a bit angry. "Hayley, I see now that your hunches were right and I'm sorry that I paid no heed to your warning," he replied, placing a hand over my elbow. "Secondly, why did
"Hey Hayley, Lance will definitely call for you or come to you," Gray said, breaking the silence. "From there you can possibly ask him to throw more light on his sickness." I nodded. "Sure, I'll definitely be expecting that call."I walked away from Gray and went to the one place in this castle that enabled me to feel in tune with the inner me. At my workshop, I opened the drawer I had kept the witchy doll and picked it up to inspect it. Eavesdropping seemed like the handwork of a curious person. Who wanted to know more about my life? Who, if not you then who? I had someone I suspected but I could not possibly answer how she could come in undetected. Lance had sent a random werewolf to call me up to his room. I didn't even have to go through the trouble of knocking because he opened up the door for me as soon as he sensed me. The room was spacious like a living room. It had a king size bed and everything looked so orderly and beautiful in it. "I blame you Hayley for everything,"
I immediately realized how far I had gone and apologized. I picked up the doll. It was just childish curiosity that must have triggered Beam to take the doll out of my workshop. "Hayley," said Beam as I turned to leave. "What?" I asked, not wanting to turn back to her. "I just don't get you at times that's all," Beam replied. "Don't get me?" I muttered. "What do you mean?""It's like sometimes you become a different person. You're on and off like a light switch flickering, I know people are supposed to have different sides but yours flicker way too much."I considered her words for a moment. Was it true? Did I really change personalities that much? I wondered why that was. I grew up in an abusive environment. I was not exactly getting the best out of the alternative of coming here. So forgive me if I do not seem to have my shit together. I left Beam without a single word. Beam just sort of gave me that older sister's vibe. I had not cared for anyone like that in a long while. In
They all looked at me with expectations, expectations to fail woefully and for them to laugh. But I was so going to disappoint them all, I had spent so many weeks training for the rematch and their looks and laughs were not going to weigh me down. Lucas passed me, not forgetting to hit my shoulders with his but I snickered in reply, showing him that I was not scared of him any longer. We all got to the field, everyone found a place to settle down, leaving a large middle space for the fighters, which were me and Lucas. I turned to Lucas who had already taken his shirt off and I rolled my eyes at how dramatic he could be. One moment he acted normal and the next he turned to a bully that wanted to rip my head off. "Are you ready?!" Jeffery the old man stood up to speak and everyone shouted in unison.Yes!Of course they were ready to watch me get thrown up and down again. How kind of them, to want me in pain. I began to stretch out, walking towards the centre of the field where Lucas