I made my way back to the fortress as fast as I could. These clothes felt like they would come off if I ran any faster. I momentarily sat near a water fountain's basin to catch my breath. How long have they been gone? And where can I find them? I wondered.
I got up quickly and didn't realize that someone was standing close behind me. I tripped on a foot that was sticking out and a muscular hand stopped me from falling on my face.
I saw this man before. Athletic build, high cheekbones, and a fire breathing eagle's tattoo that ran from his left arm to collar bone,
The bar area didn't just have drinks. It had some scrumptious looking desserts and small portions of fried snacks like chicken poppers and oysters. Devin had a crazy sweet tooth! He picked one of almost everydessert.June was probably peach season here. I found a boozy fruit punch made with overripe peaches and plums and it was delicious. The dessert I got looked and tasted like peach pavlova. I also picked a slice of layered cake with vanilla ice cream and raspberry sorbet. One of the servants approached us with a trayful of more food and drinks to choose from. I hoped that these endless feasts had ended
I waited for Marcus in his room, feeling nervous and ridiculous. Selma took her time when she had packed my bags back home. She managed to sneak in a semi-transparent black dress. I never wore anything this skimpy or revealing before, except for maybe a bathing suit.I used to be in my most comfortable messy hair, baggy shirt attire whenever Jonathan came home. And that's when I was the most confident. I don't remember thinking twice before making a move on him. But here I was, with my heart racing every time I heard footsteps in the hallway. I turned some of the candles near me off because I felt shy and uncomfortable. Per Selma's plan, I should be seducing him, but I don't even want to be seen by
Dark storm clouds were brewing outside the window around dawn. I could hear faint sounds of wind chimes and tiny brass bells attached to the doors ringing restlessly against the strong gusts of wind. I turned my pillow to lay on the cold side and stared at the streaks of lightning flashing across the ominous sky. The weather perfectly reflected my gloomy, restless mood. I craved for a strong cup of coffee. I have to wait at least for another thousand years to see coffee in Italy. I felt stuck. A sudden wave of depression took over me. This feeling of melancholy was not new to me; it's been my friend for the past six years and liked to pay monthly visits. My mom said there was nothing wrong with me, except
"Why Tulio? He's bigger and more muscular than Marcus!" Marcus didn't get much sleep, and he had been drinking. I got worried. I was also disgusted by the thought of seeing Tulio again. "This is just a friendly game," dad replied, "People love to see some action between high ranking warriors in the army. They travel for days to attend. And it brings in a lot of income for the Consul." Selma shook me in excitement. "He wi
The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant and the sound of periodic beeps of monitors. I heard light footsteps followed by the voices of two arguing men. "It beats me too, Toni. I don't have an answer for you."A familiar voice that I didn't hear in ages spoke, "But you said it was a simple procedure."Anton was my real dad's name. I could feel the bed sink near my feet as he sat down.
Allena started the letter with a "Dear Marcus" which was struck off and replaced with his full name. "To Marcus Claudius Pulcher, My name is Allena Haerviu, daughter of Cornovii tribe Chieftain, Melvin Haerviu. Your grandfather and my father came up with this terrible idea that we should get married. My parents won't let me reject you, so here are the reasons why you should turn me down: #1 I love Neill #2 I am not a virgin #3 I cuss like a sailor and will cuss you every day until your ears bleed #4 I will cheat on you I am sure you don't want such a woman. No one should ever want me for a wife, except for my Neill (This last bit of four words was written as an afterthought, during proofreading I guess). People say that you are rich, hot, handsome, and whatnot. I'm sure you can get someone within a snap of fingers, someone you deserve I hope. If you want help in finding a sweet woman, my friend Cara is perfect, and I love her. WARNING: If you us
Marcus's POV I saw her again. I saw her every time I was wounded. At first, I thought I was hallucinating because of the pain, or those pain-killing herbs that I slap on the skin and drink to heal faster. But I saw the same woman every single time. Her hair dark as the night, her eyes black unfathomable pools. Those eyes have hurt and sadness written all over. I get a rush of super intense raging emotions through me when I see her depressed like that. She had a different name each time, wore a different kind of attire. My imagination was definitely not that wild to create those
The sun was high up in the sky by the time I woke up. I looked at Marcus's empty bed. He probably got up several hours before me. The servants made his bed already. I felt well-rested and the sight of warm sunlight filling every corner of the room was a welcome change from the usual early morning rains and gloominess.Last day at the fortress!My family must have covered a good distance by now. I decided to wear a pleated tartan skirt that Selma packed for me, with a tea green blouse that Iona presented me with. The smell of the bathroom after Marcus s
"How can that be? Billy took them?""Liam Cooper checked them out."Marcus and the Druid had some heated exchange of words about the Druid not telling Marcus about Liam earlier."We were focussed on finding Alyssa's home address back then, not who Liam Cooper was or why he exists, remember?"We went to find someone named Jake, the doctor."You folks are driving me insane. That guy looked exactly like him but spoke perfect English," Jake said, pointing to Marcus."Please ask him about Allena's condition," Marcus prompted him.I was so confused about who this other Allena was if Alyssa was in the alternate world as Allena. How many worlds have these people infested?The Druid translated Jake's words for Marcus, "Looks like she underwent the last surgery and was out of danger. As expected, he is going crazy as to why both Allena and Alyssa are still unconscious. He is also suspicious about who we really are. Alyssa said you were h
Marcus's feet staggered, and I caught him from falling to the ground.She loaded the next one to aim at Marcus again."No! Stop!!"He seemed to be awake but not able to get off the ground. What the hell did she shoot him with? Poison?I ran to stop her but was too late. She took a shot at him again."Stop, don't kill him." My voice cracked when I tried to beg.She grabbed another dart and was loading once more. I reached close enough to attack her, but she pulled out a strange weapon from underneath her tunic and moved toward me threateningly, speaking in a foreign language.But what was she going to shoot me with? She loaded nothing in there. It was too tiny to be a weapon. Was she fooling me?I disregarded her warning and pulled my knife out from my boot while grabbing her hair with my other hand.I heard a click sound and saw her nervous expression before she pressed it again. She was too slow, and I had already
I followed Marcus to the hallway where all the guests were accommodated, including my family. He lightly tapped on a door and stepped in.The windows facing the courtyard were all shut and I couldn't hear a thing. I exited the house through the garden entrance to see if the room had windows facing the river like ours. I scaled up to the second floor and stayed behind the window curtains."It just occurred to me now. No wonder she couldn't visit Chicago." I heard Marcus's voice."If the stones work only one way, how were we able to return then?""I think by one way, it means the place where they can be activated from. We can activate my stone only from here. And hers only from Chicago. We used the portal you created from here to return. If the portal had closed, I think we would have been stuck in Chicago."Chicago, portal, stones... what was he talking about? Maybe they were speaking in a mixed language because most of it sounded like gibb
After the wedding feast, Marcus was beginning to look distracted and stressed again. His eyes wandered around, searching for someone. Who else would he be looking for?"Are you looking for Laelia?"I couldn't hide the anger out of my voice.He made me feel so special that I forgot all about her existence until now."Laelia is not here," he said"Was she not invited? Or did she not want to come?"If I had to attend my boyfriend's wedding, I would probably be a crying mess.He looked at me with amusement."Why do you care?""I don't care. I will take it as an insult though if you stare at her while I am in your arms."He stroked my cheek, setting it on fire, "How can I stare at anyone else?"I was at a loss for words. I should be feeling ashamed of myself. I made such overconfident claims, even said to Marcus many times, that I loved Neill. Here I was, dying to hear such cheesy words from him.Ev
Alternate World TwoAllena's POV"I think he suffers from a personality disorder," I told my mother."That won't stop this wedding. Stop making stories up and look down so that she can do your hair well.""It's true! I know no one would believe me if I told them. He has three different personalities, all different from one another.""And what are these?" Selma asked.She thinks I was already so into him already that his hot and cold behavior was bothering me."The first one is the arrogant jerk who is madly in love with Laelia and doesn't give two shits about me."It was my mother's turn to look amused."Does this girlfriend really exist? Or did you make this story up as well? Where is she? I expected her to dress up better than you and taunt you already. That's the kind of impression you gave me about this imaginary woman.""He must have sent her away somewhere when he got possessed by that second personality of
Alternate World TwoMarcus's POVI struggled to focus on what was important. Things were a mess in Chicago, and I was clueless as to what exactly was going on.Thankfully, the Druid from here was very cooperative. He looked almost a decade younger than the other Druid. I was wary about giving him all the details at once and freaking him out. He was already quite panicked that I knew his time traveler secret.But once I talked to him long enough explaining my situation, and when I told him that an older version of him existed, he was all up for helping and meeting his older self. He wanted to know what he had done differently so far in the parallel universe, and all the adventures he went on.The older Druid definitely went back further in time or lived longer in the past to have aged so much more. This younger Druid was particularly excited about portals to the alternate world, which I had no idea even existed. If they did, it w
I wanted to feel anger or indifference. I just wanted to cry my heart out while in his arms."Please don't leave me," he said.I was so determined to leave until this moment. But now I was wondering if I should leave it for Allena to decide. She knows what has been going on so far, and unlike me, she may already know what she wants. I did not have the heart to say no to him. I also did not have much time left with him.After a long and tight hug, he released me from his arms. I saw him look vulnerable for the first time."I am still learning to love, and I will probably never learn to live without you. Please, stay."His words made me cry more. They also had me realize that I could not leave him in the lurch. What if I forgive him today and Allena tells him to fuck off tomorrow?"I have to tell you something, something very important.""Oh yeah? Me too.""Um... What I have to say is not easy to explain. When I show you so
Something inside me had snapped. His words delivered such painful blows that feelings of hopelessness engulfed me; hopelessness about now and forever.I pushed my way out of the kitchen, with a dozen servants watching the drama. Selma followed me to the room, but I didn't want to talk to anyone for as long as possible. I closed the door and locked it, pretending to not see her.What just happened? How I wished this was one nightmare while under sedation.I locked myself in for the next two days, not caring about Marcus or breaking the curse. Nothing mattered anymore.I knew I shouldn't feel so devastated. We didn't share the soulmate bond. I wouldn't even be here two days from now. It was like getting mad at my Marcus for something Damen did like when he lied to Nyneve. The sorceress said 'about' three weeks. I hoped each day that it was the last day.I guess I already blew up my chance to find the portal and do something meaningful. Ma
They say it's very hard to love something that doesn't need you. But it was harder to stop loving the ruthless version of Marcus, even if he didn't want me.He avoided me at all costs for the rest of the afternoon. He said I had to stay in my room until my ankle healed completely. It would save me from all the back-breaking work for sure, but how was I ever going to get another chance to sneak out of the fortress then?I considered telling him about it, asking him to take me to the cave himself. That was the easiest and safest way. I walked to the training grounds, wondering if he was over there."Where do you think you are going?" Logan stopped me."I am looking for the Legatus.""And why would he want to meet you?""He would very much want to, and that's why I am looking for him.""Get back to wherever you are supposed to be. You don't own this place, so stop walking around as if you do."Huh!"I will go back, just tel