The atmosphere is kind of mild. Since some wads of dollars had just been made, things would be different starting from today.Darius sighs aloud after checking his watch and he sees it's morning already. 'Damn frustrating,' he couldn't sleep all night.All he have to do that moment is just to shut his eyes and hope for the best to happen. Glaring around, he sighs aloud, 'i don't feel like working today,' he retorted due to how fatigued he felt.He stretched him and expend a little of his strength to stand from his bed. Immediately he stands up, he had to stretch himself again. Holding his head, he feels a slight headache with it. 'Why do I feel this tired?' his mind had to scream that question out. He couldn't fathom the reason behind it.Sluggishly highlighting from his room, he have the door banged right behind him. "Son… you are up," Matilda expelled those words from her lips with smiles on her face. With the look on her face, it's like she is very happy."Yes… mother," he repl
~Jim POVWalking right in the street with an headset planted on my head gives my appearance a stunning look.'I am late today. I hope the boss won't notice that.' That's it I had to hope for the best.Darius is not just boss, he is mean and at the same time lenient with everyone. Still walking on the road, I am kind of farmished. I spotted where they sell snacks. I just need a junk to hold myself together. So, I aimed for the place with smiles on my face. Getting right in front of the seller with a fierce face. "Good morning… I want this," I ordered.The seller quickly packed the snacks and have it handed to me. "Don't worry about its fee," the seller said."I am feeling generous today, take this," I insisted and immediately have the money carved into his palms.Leaving her, I know he is quite terrified with my appearance. I love that anyways. While walking, I begin to eat what has been bought. I am really hungry. Having it fill my mouth and in no time, I get to the office.Every
Jim POV Resting my head on the bed, I couldn't get off the thoughts in my head. 'Won't I have to escape this vicinity? But if I do, won't they still find me?" That thought, I have it buried within me.I don't know what to do even in that bed of mine. Confused me have my head hanged within my sleeves with numerous thoughts dangling in my heart.I close my eyes while my thoughts wander off. 'Should I call Darius?" I asked myself again.I closed my eyes within my head and have my heart think things through. I need to make an urgent decision, but, now, it seems I am clouded.I am just buried on what decision to make at the moment. At a moment I have to stand from where I laid. I need to think… really think things through.Banging my leg throughout the room, I just have to think. 'Okay, I think I know what to do,' now, I have come to a conclusion after rubbing my heart on different thoughts.'I will call Darius immediately,' picking up my phone I dialled his number right away.Waiting
Darius POV'What could be wrong? What actually happened?' That question is the only thing I could ask myself. I couldn't figure out the reason behind his sudden attack.'Does having a package to delivered link to ….' he hasn't completed that thought when another thought had stormed his mind. Laying my hand in my head, I just couldn't picture things really well. Thank goodness I brought him to my domain, 'i guess its time I call my mole.'That thought have it's strong pull on my mind. I know calling a mole would be perfect, but I can't call her using my phone. I think the enemy is everywhere now.Now, I hate the fact that I lost my memories. That sense hold a lot of my pain in my heart. Closing my eyes like an infant, i kinda pause my thought for minute which is a bit tough.'Darius… you know what to do.' That voice came immediately I paused my thought.I know it's my wolf and I am kinda happy to hear his voice. 'Wait! I know what to do? What kind of wolf is this?' my mind continued
SHARED TRAUMA.RONNTwilight has never looked so inauspicious as it does now. The camp is quiet, the most quiet I’ve heard in years as I head for the one hut behind the plateau. It’s all very absurd. That we would slink back in the face of those cursed wolves. We have the advantage. And it ought to be used. I skirt the slope of the tableland carefully, and when I circle to the other side, I find Gylen in front of the hut. He sits cross-legged on the grass next to Laen, Allos and Farden, a small fire between them, with meat roasting on a spit. I consider my options. Sure they won’t buy my idea, at least if I don’t sell it properly. My second option, and the most agreeable, is to attack them. Take them out before they react, and then take the wolves. They could sniff me out on time, but the wind is in my favor; it’s blowing north, against me. I flex my fingers as I tense for action. Before I move though, Allos asks, ‘What is Ronn doing here?’. I pause. I’d certainly underestimated
TWILIGHT.CYRANIt’s very disorienting, not to mention unusual and bad manners, the way they all stare at me. Argell and Caivan both have askant looks, Jenna, beside me, peers like she’s seen me for the first time (or maybe she is, she had her eyes only for Saelyna when Veesa had introduced us), Veesa has worn that calculative frown, and Saelyna…Well, she’s staring as well. I just wish they’d all stop. Haron sits up; he’s the only one who’s not been gaping, even though he’s opposite me; and he leans forward. ‘I suspect you haven’t had these…visions for a very long time. Otherwise, Saelyna here would have noticed’, he says gently, holding me with feeble eyes. ‘Uh…’ I’m not comfortable talking about stuff like this, not here, not now. I have just come out of a trance, I’m sure what I had said was horrible, maybe, but right now I just want to get out of this dark place. ‘And you see us…losing. Again’, Caivan says. I don’t reply him. I’m still figuring out his deal. ‘Just another th
ATTACK ON ELDAD. RONNIt all happens in blinks; it moves like lightening, a flash of white fur and fangs, and its jaws clap down on Pedran’s shoulder. I hear a sickening crunch, followed by his scream. Someone yells a curse, Edril leaps at the wolf, two others leap into the circle, their eyes glowing like sapphires in the dark as they attack Allos and Farden.I don’t wait before letting my wolf out. Transformation hurts sometimes, but not when its swift, not when adrenaline takes over, when all I feel is the primal urge to attack. I flip the curtain in the back of my mind, letting go of all control.It's harder to rein the change this time, given it’s the full moon. The sight around me lowers inch by inch as my calf stretches, my night view grows brighter, and it becomes hard to think. When my fangs rip out of their gums completely, I act on impulse, and I don’t think at all. CAIVANThis was not what I had envisioned when I was on the road back from Qarax. Sure, there was bound to
LACERATIONSSAELYNAI don’t trust myself to speak. I’m too jittery at the moment (actually I’ve been so for a very long while now, since the “meeting” had been called). It's Halden all over again. It’s like a sickness, this fear, this haunting memory that follows me everywhere I go, that emerges like a pest at the first jolt. It hadn’t been there before, not until that night with the mages. Not until I was almost certain death was near. We reach the hospice and I lock the door with shaky hands as Cyran drops Caivan on a bed. I blink thrice to adjust my view in the darkness but Cyran is already ahead of me; he finds a jar of fireflies and shakes them awake. ‘Where’s Haron?’ he asks, casting quick glances around the empty hall. I hadn’t noticed the old man slip away when we got to the hall. Neither had I noticed the pair of eyes peeking out at me from under the bed to my left. Blue eyes.‘Fuck!’ I curse aloud, and hold up my hands, ready to draw on the iden, ready to fire at will whe
“What am I going to do?” she silently mumbled to herself as she frantically tried to come up with a plan to avoid facing her own wrath. All of a sudden, she felt a firm grasp upon her arm, pulling her back behind the safety of a pillar near a nearby window, away from prying eyes. She felt relieved and surprised – until she realized who exactly had grabbed her and whom she recognized.. Her heart sank slightly. Of course. Why wouldn’t it? It was Rachel. She had heard rumors that there was a consummated marriage between Darius and Rachel after her mating ritual to Darius. Apparently she’d had no intention of marrying either of them, much less Darius, but Rachel had always loved Darius anyway. Now, it seemed like they were having problems reconciling their differences over Darius. That didn’t matter anymore though, she supposed. Rachel hadn’t shown herself to be happy or supportive during Darius’ mating ritual, which was why she’d refused to speak to him when she’d returned
For the longest time, she hadn’t even thought about whether or not her feelings were reciprocated. To hear such heartfelt reassurances was definitely overwhelming…but what was she supposed to tell him? That she wasn’t interested in anyone right now, even though he was the one person she most desired to spend time with? How could she possibly confess something like that without sounding like she was lying to him? And yet…how could she convince him otherwise? Couldn’t he tell she was just playing along? Hadn’t she been doing the exact same thing? Before she could respond, a knock came to her door, effectively cutting short their discussion. Both of them turned to find a servant standing outside her chamber door. “Excuse me Your Highness, but your chambers are ready,” the servant informed her politely. “Please follow me.” Darius glanced in her direction briefly before nodding his consent. Once the servant had withdrawn, he released Riley’s hand and made his way inside his room w
Darius’s expression hardened once again, and he motioned towards the door. “Go to your chambers,” he instructed, his voice distant. “We’ll talk more later. But for now, I suggest you start by apologizing to the guard at the door for your behavior.” Feeling a mixture of relief and apprehension, Riley nodded and stood up, her legs feeling weak beneath her. She made her way towards the door, aware of the lingering gazes from the pack members around her. Whispers filled the air as she passed by, and she couldn’t help but feel the weight of their judgment. As Riley approached the guard at the door, she noticed the hesitance in his eyes. He seemed wary, as if unsure of how to react to her presence. She mustered up a small smile and spoke softly, trying to convey her sincerity. “I’m sorry for my actions,” she said, her voice filled with remorse. “I didn’t mean to cause any trouble.” The guard’s gaze softened slightly, but there was still a hint of caution. “Just don’t let it happen
Finding Clyde.Jason:Clarissa’s resilience was the strongest I had ever come across, to apologize for an offense she had it committed, to hold back her anger and pain as though she too did not need to be taken care of. She was in so much by the conversation concerning Clyde’s pack, It worse obvious that we were digging up old wounds that had clearly not healed. Maybe that was why she was distant from me, and ask why she channeled her pain into trying to build a family for the lost ones like her. She inspired me so much, and I felt her pains so much that I wanted to pull her into my arms and ease all the pain away with my warm embrace, but I knew I could not do that, so I just watched.Apart from the stories they told, I was also very concerned about the whereabouts of Clyde. There’s no how he would have survived the dungeon for that long alone, without food, water. We had brought back all the war prisoners with us and we were slowly planning to begin a plan for a bigger and better p
Darius blushed furiously, averting his gaze. “Uh, yeah. Well, um,” he stumbled and cleared his throat nervously. “You see, I just…uh,” he struggled to find words as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “What I mean to say is…um…” he muttered, glancing back up at her. His pale cheeks flushed even deeper red as his eyes met hers. “Well, um, I’m just…hmm…I guess I like talking to you.” His face grew impossibly more crimson as he spoke, his blush becoming nearly unbearable as he attempted to justify himself. Riley giggled, enjoying the way he floundered. “Well, Dai, how come you never spend time with me?” I asked. “ I’m busy” he abruptly replied her. “Besides, why do you care anyway?” Riley’s eyes narrowed as she gazed sternly at him. “I know what kind of life you lead,” she told him bluntly. “We’re not really friends, are we? You never ask for my advice or my help. In fact, your attitude towards me has always been completely hostile.” A frown m
She was no stranger to the hurt she felt after each rejection. Her heart ached as she realized that Darius didn’t feel the same. She smiled as she gazed at Darius’s beautiful blue eyes, a smile so tender that Darius felt his heart tighten. ‘No, it isn’t you.’ She thought with a bitter laugh. ‘How could he possibly return my love if he cannot bear the burden of keeping secrets?’ She glanced away. ‘Perhaps I should just leave him and live out the rest of my life alone.’ Her voice cracked slightly, as though her resolve was crumbling. As tears brimmed in her eyes, she fought the urge to cry out, ‘I’ve lost everything! Why should he care? What does he see in me? A sudden, sharp pain erupted in her chest, as if a dagger had pierced it. She gasped sharply as she doubled over in agony, clutching her injured heart. It felt as though someone had stabbed her repeatedly, rendering her unable to breathe or move. Pain shot through her entire torso, threatening to ri
“Darius, I have received some distressing news,” the elder began, his voice laced with concern. “Your father’s sudden withdrawal has put our community in a precarious position. We have made commitments to Rachel’s family, and we cannot afford to break them.” Darius’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “What do you mean, commitments? I thought my marriage to Rachel was already arranged.” The elder sighed, his gaze fixed on Darius. “Yes, it was. But your father’s decision has created a complicated situation. We need to salvage the agreements and ensure the stability of our community. There is an alternative plan we have devised.” Darius leaned forward, his curiosity piqued. “What is this alternative plan?” The elder’s voice dropped to a hushed tone. “We can arrange a consummated marriage for you with Rachel, in secret. This way, we fulfill our obligations to her family while maintaining the appearance of your marriage with Riley, as was originally planned.”
She needed someone who would guide her. Someone who would help her. Her head snapped upright suddenly as a loud, deafening sound filled the air. The noise pierced her ears, making her wince. The sound continued to grow louder and louder, shaking her whole being, until it became impossible for her to hear anything else except for the terrible shrieking noise that was echoing around her and reverberating inside of her skull. Suddenly it stopped, leaving a painful emptiness in its wake, as she lay on her side, panting heavily. She opened her eyes wide and stared blankly into space, her hands covering her ears. Tears trickled down her cheeks as she struggled to breathe. She looked up, searching blindly for the source of the sounds; the sudden silence made her panic and she screamed for help. She waited for several minutes, trying to make sense of the events surrounding her, trying to grasp what was happening. Suddenly she realised that a door had creaked open somewh
She pressed a soft kiss against his lips. “Me too.” She whispered. He turned his body so they were lying on their sides facing each other, mirroring each other’s position. He gazed down at her with pure adoration in his deep brown eyes. “I love you,” he whispered. She raised herself up on her elbow, reaching out and stroking his stubbly chin with her finger. “I love you, too.” Their gaze locked into each other, feeling the same overwhelming emotion. They both leaned forward until their lips were only millimetres apart. Rachel’ eyes widened as he began to lean towards her, pressing their bodies together. Their lips met in slow motion as their tongues mingled together in an intense, sensual embrace. As their lips parted they remained connected as they savoured the moment, breathing heavily. He moved his arms underneath her bottom and picked her up, carrying her over to the bed and laying her down gently. She s