The first dress was short. Naomi had tried all she could to convince me to wear the dress, but to no avail. The dress, not only short, also hung tight on my whole curves. And as much as I wanted Adam’s eyes glued to me tonight, I wasn’t going to dress like Lilian or Claire to achieve that purpose.“Maya, the dress isn’t slutty. I wouldn’t tell you to wear it if it was so. It’s just short and cute. Well, since you don’t like it, you can try this one. I believe it will suit your taste.” Naomi said, taking the short gown from my hand and dropping it inside her box. Then, she handed me a blue dress, a light with glittering diamond-like crystals adorning it. The dress like the other hung to my curves, but it flowed down to my ankle. A relief. It had a slit that tore from my thighs down; which puts a task on the male folk to imagine what's underneath the gown after the slit.“Wow, you are looking beautiful, Maya. Adam would love it!” Naomi said, screaming the last clause, hurrying to get
NaomiI opened the front door to see my brother resting idly on his car, twirling his car keys around his index finger."You girls aren’t done yet?"I heard a deep voice say and shifted my gaze to the west angle of the car to know who had spoken. Adam. What was he doing here? Oh my. My brother…that traitor. I cussed, glaring at Timothy who shrugged his shoulders. How would I give Maya a heads up now?"Hello Naomi. You are looking beautiful.” Adam said, staring at me with mild admiration. He probably hadn’t expected me to clean up so fine.I smiled, unable to help it. Compliments always felt good."Hello Adam. Thanks for the compliment. You are not looking bad yourself. Did you tell Maya that you were coming?" I stepped down the short stairs, making my way to the duo."I don’t think so." Adam replied, throwing a wink at me which Timothy saw and huffed. My brother looked the other way, tapping his feet on the floor. He was obviously impatient."Stop hitting on my sister in front of
MayaThe party was in full swing when the five of us stepped into the hall which had been selected for the send forth event. I saw a lot of people I knew, including elders, here and there, probably taking in how the party was going and making sure that things were moving as the lycan king wanted it. Adam led us to a table where his friends and his brothers were gathered drinking, talking, and watching me. I noticed that everyone was doing those three activities, especially the last one. I was the center of attention. From the looks on everyone’s faces I could decipher what they are thinking about. One, is that I was looking so beautiful to be Maya, the wolfless pariah. My step brother, Lent, had his mouth open in shock, and Lilian’s facial expression was phenomenal. I wished I could take pictures of their faces. I could also see the mixed emotions of surprise and admiration in my mother’s eyes and the shock in my father’s. The others on ground also had the same look. Naomi had re
Nervously I watched, as the Lycan King climbed the podium and commanded the attention of everyone in the hall. Naomi’s left hand grasped mine and held, offering a much needed comfort. Appreciation rang true in my eyes as I turned and looked at her.“Good evening everyone. I am glad that y'all honored the invitation to be here tonight...as you all know, we have gathered here for the sake of one of ours…”The king continued with the speech; apologizing for the misconduct of his sons; and promising a better life for me outside the pack, in the city of humans. I turned to Adam, to see his reaction, when his father mentioned that a car would be coming next tomorrow to take me to the city of humans. His face was contorted in sadness, even as he redirected his gaze to stare at me as well, as if he had known that I had been staring at him all this time. He gave me a sad smile, and I wondered what that meant. Did it mean that he had given me up; that he couldn’t help the string of fate? M
Outside was cold and empty of life. There was no one I saw loitering outside the hall, except for me and the little girl who had invited me out. Although Naomi had been skeptical about the kind of meet up the girl had proposed, she had finally agreed to let me go. After all, what could go wrong? What could a twelve year old possibly commit against me? Well, seeing the dark and hollow environment, I was beginning to doubt and question that question of mine, especially since the bad feeling deep in my gut was getting deeper and wider. I shouldn't have come out here without Naomi. What was I thinking? I should have let Adam know at least. I had allowed my quest for a stupid information about Claire to drive me. I hoped I wouldn’t regret it. The girl still led the way, and I was about to ask her if we hadn't gotten to a place where no one would hear us yet, when she stopped abruptly and turned to face me. I looked at her, expecting her theory about Claire to resurface so that
The smile on my lips got wider at Adam’s blatant display of affection, even though the stares from most of the pack members were anything but encouraging. Claire was looking at me like she wanted to take my head off my neck. I noticed though, that when our eyes met, she smirked at me. The bad feeling in my guts had intensified. I had a feeling that whatever was making her this devious had to do with the little girl that had called me outside and the distraction the latter had talked about. Oh god. Was there a way I could leave this party without being scathed? A sad smile sneaked across my lips and replaced the former happy one, as I searched diligently for Naomi. I bit my lips as I saw her. She was talking with Ben, whilst Noah watched them, his hands splayed on the butt cheeks of one of Claire’s minions. The boy is an idiot.“Maya, focus on me? What is the matter? Where is your happy smile?” I heard Adam's concerned voice whisper into my ear as his lips brushed my earlobes, sendi
Adam closed his eyes when my mouth moved over his flat belly, leaving behind a trail of fire. Wherever I touched him, my mouth, hot and moist, followed. He dragged me closer, urging me onto him. My mouth was tight and hot and driving him mad. A low, ominous growl escaped, the beast shuddering with pleasure, needing primitive satisfaction.My fingernails raked the hard column of his thighs, light, erotic, sending fire leaping, coiling in his gut. His mind blurred, merged more deeply with mine, a red haze of lust and need, love and hunger. He craved my touch, my hands, my silky mouth turning him into a living, breathing flame.He dragged me up, his hands like bands, although he made every effort to be conscious of his strength. His mouth took mine, mating, dancing, so much hunger beating in him I caught it, pressing closer, my body sliding against his, rubbing, heating."Say you want me, Maya." His mouth moved over my throat, closed over my aching breast. Every strong pull sent an answ
The knock sounded for the second time on the door, and Adam groaned, not pleased with the interruption. But if I was to be honest with myself, I had expected the interruption earlier. I hadn't believed that Adam's father would let us stay out of the party for this long, especially me, the celebrant, who the party had been organized for. Thinking of it now, it was wrong of me to have gone away from the party. It was a sign of disrespect actually. But why hadn’t I seen it that way earlier? Well, that was because you were so engrossed in letting Adam's stick inside you. My mind taunted, and I sighed, watching as Adam wore his trousers quickly, before heading to the door. At the door, he paused and turned to me, gesturing with his hand that I put on my dress. I nodded immediately, whilst cussing at myself. Wasn’t I planning to leave? Maya, get your mind out of the gutters, and back on track. I stood up gingerly, and began to snuggle myself into the dress. Adam must be tired of wait
My second opponent was the senior that had tried to bully me in the hallway a few days ago; that had tried to instigate me to fight her so that I would be disqualified from the competition. She was prancing around the field like an overzealous proud horse, getting cheers from the crowd. I thought she looked hilarious. I was going to win her. That was a given; not because I was proud, but because I had no choice. I had no choice than to make her eat her words, than to make her regret troubling me that fateful day. My quiet demeanor was mirrored by Rachel and her family. At intervals, I looked at the people in the crowd, at the Queen, at her. It was as if they knew that the senior was making noise. A noise that was uncalled for. Rachel, especially, had a bored look on her face. She knew I would win, never mind that it wouldn’t be pleasing to her. When I had won Courtney, I had seen the dread that had flirted past her face, right before she conditioned her countenance to stoicness. Sh
The battle was over before the senior knew it. With swift movements that I had never learned in any training, I started to free myself from the painful hold of the senior. It was like my hands and feet knew exactly what to do, guided by some unseen force, guided by El.I twisted and turned, using techniques that felt instinctive yet unfamiliar to me. With each move, I could feel my opponent's grip loosening. I managed to break free and turn the tables. Now, I was the one in control.I didn't hesitate. El didn’t hesitate to attack. It was like a dance, each step calculated and precise. I surprised myself with my own agility and strength. El was not just guiding my body, but also my mind, giving me the confidence to face my opponent head-on.I dodged punches and countered with moves that I didn't even know I was capable of. It was exhilarating and terrifying at the same time. But I trusted El; she wouldn’t let me down.Soon enough, I gained the upper hand. The senior was struggling to k
The fight was against ourselves. Since we were just eight contestants, we were paired against each other in a duel. But the announcer had picked out rumpled papers in a bowl to know who we would be contesting against. For my first time, I was selected to duel with the senior that had bothered to speak with me after my victory in the magic prowess session. We were both surprised to be fighting each other, but we had no choice but to advance to the field when our names were called by Professor Zokel. We had been the last in the list too. The others had fought, and now there were only three females moving to the final; three and whoever would win this duel that was about to happen. “I had never imagined to be pitted against you, Dora. But I will make it quick. You have outlasted than we all had gambled for, a feat, but it comes to stop now.” I nodded slowly, not knowing what to say. The seniors had gambled on my position in the contest? Did anyone gamble for my win? “Did anyone gambl
Standing in the middle of the clearing, surrounded by the never ending, echoing applause and cheers of the people, I felt a rush of emotions surge through me. The silence that had enveloped the arena moments ago, as I wielded my magical powers, was now replaced by this overwhelming cacophony of approval. It was surreal, almost like a dream I never dared to dream.I turned towards my family, their voices rising above the rest, shouting my name with unabashed pride. They had been there from the beginning, believing in me even when I doubted myself. Then I saw Adam. He was sitting two bleachers behind his family. And his smile stood out—bright and wide, his eyes shimmering with a mix of admiration and wonder. I couldn't help but touch the scarf he had given me, a talisman of his support and friendship.Friendship? We will see about that. I wondered if he had confided in his brothers about the change of the status quo. I didn’t think so.Bowing graciously to the audience, I savored the m
As I stood in the midst of the expansive field, chosen for the competition for its grandeur and open skies, doubt crept into my mind like tendrils of mist on a cool morning. My earlier dose of courage had evaporated.The memory of Rachel’s captivating rain dance rather haunted me. The way she effortlessly commanded the elements, enthralling every eye and heart in the audience. Could I match that? Did I have what it takes? I could. And I did. But what do I create? The judges were still talking animatedly about Rachel’s magical display. How do I get their attention?I clenched my fists, trying to dispel the doubts that threatened to paralyze me. "You are capable, Maya," I whispered to myself, my voice almost lost in the rustling of the wind through the tall grass. I needed to win this competition, not just for myself but for my family, and for my pride. A movement caught my eye, and I turned to see her – Rachel with that infuriating smirk playing on her lips. She knew she had the upper
I inhaled deeply, as I watched Laura make inquiries about the position of my name on the competition list. Today was Friday; the last day of the contest. And the contest slotted for today was the one of physical strength and magic prowess. The academic quality of the contest had been calculated between Monday and yesterday. The result was shown yesterday too. I had come out sixth. Well, I hadn't expected to come out in the top ten, because I had just started with them a few weeks ago. Luckily for me, it turned out they had checked academic potentials too; and seeing as my class works were all straight As, it had been enough for them. Rachel was first. I would have pushed it to the Queen playing at favoritism, but then Rachel was brilliant. That was one thing she got right at least, and I couldn't fault her in that. She was top of the class, and her brother wasn't far behind. Her knack for answering every question thrown at her also erased the notion that her mother must have shown
As I walked away from Adam, my mind spun with confusion and frustration. However, I hadn't gone far when his strong grip closed around my arm, pulling me back into his embrace. My heart pounded erratically, torn between the comfort of his touch and the turmoil within me."You're doing a stupid thing," I muttered, trying to pull away, but he held me firmly. His eyes searched mine, pleading for understanding.“I know you mentioned that your hatred stemmed from the wicked activities of my brothers and I. And even though I have no recollection of what you were talking about, the past twenty minutes has shown that we can be friends. We can be much more. I’m sure I’m not the only one feeling the tension between us.”I shook my head in denial. “I don’t know what you are talking about, Adam.”Adam piqued an eyebrow, and enclosed me in his arms. There was no distance between our lips. “You promised not to touch, unless I asked…” I grasped for the last straw left, sighing in relief when his ha
Staying close to Adam on the tree, I couldn't help but breathe in his scent. It was intoxicating, making my head swim. I fought against the urge to press my lips to his neck; the desire was strong, but I knew I had to maintain control. I also knew that we couldn't just be friends; not with this much tension between us. I sensed Adam's heart racing, even though he tried to hide it, to still it. His feelings for me were undeniable. He was feeling the same way I was feeling.Then, he made it worse, by swerving to look at me. His words which had been on the tip of his tongue—for he had turned to speak to me—got lost entirely. He just stared at me, stared at my lips intensely. And when he moved tentatively to close the distance between our lips, I gave no indication that I wanted out. Well, because I wanted in… But then the Queen came into the clearing, catching my attention. So, instead of sinking into the goodness that was Adam, I drew myself away from the romantic suspense, and point
"Congratulations Dora. You really did well tonight." I shook a hand.“Congratulations Dora. I hope you win.” I shook another hand.“Congratulations Pretty Dora.” I maintained the bland smile on my lips, and shook another hand.“Congratulations Dora. Don’t let them push you down! You hear?” I nodded at the more than hundredth person that had met and shook hands with me. My hands were getting sore and sweaty now.Couldn’t they settle for waves? I wondered, gesturing at Diana with my eye, that she extricated me from the seat where I had been asked to stay in, to shake hands with those who were pleased with my success. There were so many unfamiliar faces I had to shelve into a part of my memory for remembrance. No member of the Queen's family had come to congratulate me, however, not even Raul. I wasn't sure how to feel about his choice. I had thought he would have a better understanding. Seemed he was one that kept grudges. He should keep up with that. I might blow his head off should h