CHAPTER 2

Livia's POV

“Well, if you're that curious to know, I guess it's time we let you know how you became our miracle baby” dad teased, tickling me as I let out a little chuckle.

“The morning I gave birth to you”… mom began, “you were so beautiful, having glistering brown eyes that seemed to hold the strongest emotions anytime I looked into them, your dark hair was as shiny as olive and I couldn't get my eyes off you.”

“I laid you down for a nap so I could also have a little rest of my own. But when I realized you've slept for too long, I decided to wake you up as I carried you up wanting to see those beautiful eyes of yours again”. Mom smiled and curtsied for me to come to her.

“So I had dark hair, I muttered to myself while Dad placed me on the floor to go meet mom”.

“My eyes aren't brown!” I said, casting a questioning gaze to my mom.

“Calm yourself down, we will soon get to the part where everything changed” mom curtsied with her hands for me to come closer as she picked me up, continuing her story.

“I carried you up but I could no longer feel your pulse as I pressed my ears close to your chest, with urgency in my voice I called out to the doctors requesting their presence, my voice sounded across the hospital as the doctor came in immediately wasting no time, your dad also followed behind” She paused.

“He examined you and told us you were already dead and there was nothing we could do to revive you”.

“Wait… I DIED??? But I'm still here” with shock evident in my voice, I looked up at my mom as she patted my back.

“Yes you did but you were soon revived after your dad and I took you to the Ephesus. He placed you inside and we waited outside praying endlessly to the moon goddess”.

“What's an Ephesus?” I asked cutting mom's story.

“It's a sacred place Goddess Artemis blessed, and it's also rumored that she always appears there when the moon is at the center of the sky, now no more interruptions!” she warned while she turned my head to look at her face.

“Yes mom!” I said, nodding my head.

“Before dawn, we could hear your cries as your dad rushed inside to bring you but I was shocked when I saw your transformation. If I hadn't recognized those looks in your eyes, the one you had when I first looked at you, I would have mistaken you for someone else's child. Looking into your emerald eyes, I could see vibrant life in them, I could feel nature and the warm feeling of spring, that's why we call you our Livia.”

I recalled all these as a teardrop escaped my eyes and rolled down my cheeks, how I missed my parents so much, now all I have to live for is revenge, and revenge I must have.

I hurried out to join the rest of the trainers on the training field, and as I stepped in, I could hear their whispers thanks to my super hearing and sharp senses, almost nothing get passed me unnoticed.

“Here comes little miss perfect” I heard one of the girls say.

I don't get how uniqueness is interpreted as weird by these little dumbheads. Well I'm not here for them I mutter to myself approaching the sandbag, today's a good day and I won't let them spoil it for me.

We, the females are only given one day in a week to train, as a ladies job is not only to look after the house. Commander Ryan educated us about the importance of training as ladies to be able to defend ourselves if there's an attack and chose a day each week for females to train.

I've been looking forward to this day all week and nothing would spoil it for me, I focused on the sandbag in front of me as I punched it with all my might, but the little I could do was to get it to wiggle.

I only started training with the sandbags about 2 weeks ago, But my strength couldn't even get it to move.

I've been working on my dodging and defense before Commander Ryan could even think of the idea of getting women to train, and that was my specialty.

I figured if I couldn't have the strength to fight back, it's better I work on my defense as it could go a long way. I'm good at dodging because of my sharp senses and I'm currently building up my defense.

Everyone went about their training in groups of twos, three's and even five’s but I have no one to associate with, this sandbag’s my new companion.

I kept on punching it while I made it my gist partner telling it of how quickly I wanted to get stronger to avenge my pack.

After revenge, what next? This thought quickly crossed my mind, making me stop to reminisce.

After revenge… what next? I asked myself.

Well, I haven't even gotten close to having my revenge to even think of life after that, maybe I'll find my mate and we'll live happily ever after.

I thought this in my mind as I smiled sheepishly to myself.

The sun's burning bright up and my body's already soaked with sweat, just then did the gong sounded, this signals the end of the training session and also lunch hour.

We all rushed out of the training ground to the cafeteria to receive our lunch. When I got there, a long queue had already lined up, and I quickly joined the line to avoid being chanced by another person.

I waited patiently in line and when it got to my turn, I collected my food and left to look for a quiet place to sit. I found the perfect spot at the extreme end of the hall facing the wall, and I set out to go sit there.

“Great, now to avoid any form of eye contact,” I said to myself.

“Hey, white hair!” someone called out my supposed nickname. turning back, I saw Ava and Mia approaching me. I just can't go a day without these little demons looking for ways to oppress me.

Ava is Commander Ryan’s pup, a very arrogant and self obsessed little bitch, Mia's her cohort. They like the stars and moon, hardly ever to be seen without each other.

“What do you want?” I said when they got within a range to hear me.

“We just wanna play or are you so perfect to the point that you can't associate with us?” Ava smirked, turning to Mia.