A FarewellShe stood long by their cabin's door, finding the courage to open it and go inside without breaking down into tears.There are a lot of reasons why she would break down and cry. But she understood she had no time for it.Hell, I cannot even afford the time to cry now. A voice in her head said.She has to go somewhere far. She has to. For if she stayed longer, and even if Colin's family wanted to take her in into their estate, she will not stand every single day of it.Not when Colin broke her heart, and she had to stay in the same place as him. That is not something she can manage.It hurts a lot. But she mustered up her courage and strength to leave the estate. Which she did, unnoticed.She did feel bad for not saying her farewell to Tatiana, Conrad, and Bonnie. It is not because she doesn't want to. It's that she cannot face them in a such state she is in.She looked like a mess. She is too hurt to face anyone without bursting into tears. And so she did what she thought w
A New LifeElinor had been wandering the streets for three straight days. She is observing the ways of people, their routines, and how everything works.Apparently, she wound up in a city that seemed to never sleep. It is bustling no matter if it is daytime or nighttime. She can see people everywhere, minding their own life.She sat down on a bench beside an old lady who had red lips considering her age, and her hair with an odd color. It's yellow.After how many days of observing, Elinor found out how everything revolved around a piece of paper that is secured in a pocket.Everybody seems to have it, money. That's how she'll live and maintain her life here.But there is a problem though. Elinor does not know how she can exchange the emeralds that Boonie gave her. She had not seen one person who bought a thing with a stone. It's always papers they hand to the seller.And so, Elinor sat down, asking this sophisticated-looking old lady, hoping she is the right person to ask."Excuse me,
TwinsThe night was bustling and she could hear the faint sounds of cars passing through and the traffic below the apartment. However, it does not bother her. Strangely, she finds the stifled sound relaxing.Her room is on the third floor, and the walls are made of concrete, filtering the sound of the busy street down.She watched from her bed the city lights through a floor-to-ceiling window in her room.Two months had passed, and she finds herself doing better. She had thought about Ashmore from time to time, about Bonnie, about Colin every night when she goes to bed. And she'll sleep with a heavy heart, with tears threatening to flow down her cheeks.Everything will get better soon, was the only hope she is clinging to. No matter how difficult she finds life in this new world, she chose to believe that there will come a time when everything she finds hard at the moment will come easily to her. That she will get accustomed to the ways of humans.She fell asleep again after blankly s
A BirthIt was already midnight, and Elinor is pacing like a ghost, caressing her swelling belly. She should be asleep by now, but instead, she was in her room, walking back and forth, figuring out what it is this time she wants, or to be exact, her twin cravings.As days went by, her strong cravings got severe. However there were nights that she sleep like a baby before Ten, that is, if her cravings is just in the kitchen, easily accessed.Just last night, she had a weird craving for rotten pomegranates. And in a city such as this, it turns out it would be very hard to find one. So she almost couldn't sleep last night, in fact, she barely even sleep.Elinor rubbed her tired eyes. Yawning, she looked at her seven-month-old baby bump.She paced once again, her eyes staring at the city lights in her bedroom window. She swears that in a minute, she is about to lose her sanity over not figuring out what she craved again.Ugh! This is very frustrating. She thought, clicking her tongue.Th
Looming ShadowA pair of dark eyes watched the lit window of a building, careful not to be noticed by the one who was living there as he was advised by someone to not get caught."Watch them, but do not show yourself.""Alright, I will. But now what?" he asked, quite unsure about the next step. Now that he figured out where she lived, what will he do next? "Now what?" said the man, his brows twitching. His hands that rubbed his beard stopped, eyes flicking at him. "That is all I do? Watch them?" The man reclined on his seat, he picked up a bottle of whiskey and played with it. "For now, yes. That is all you do. Remember, do not get caught.""But why? I think it is the best if she knew--""I said, do not get caught! As long as she is doing fine, do not show yourself. Watch them for me," the man said, snapping at him for asking questions.He could only scratch his head and nodded at the same time. This man in front of him is a new man.But he was such a fool for this woman. All the p
The InevitableThe room was still. There were no sounds except for the continuous tapping of fingernails on a hardwood desk. Black nails impatiently tapping, the woman crossed her legs. Sighing from time to time, the black veins on her neck move as it pumps. Her once-closed eyelids opened, revealing black eyes. She pats her long lashes, blankly staring at a crystal in front of her.The crystal shows a woman whom they have been searching for so long.No, scratch that. They were not 'searching' for the woman. They were 'hunting' her.And at last! Elinor's face appears on the crystal after years of scouring the entire forest, searching for her whereabouts.The woman interlocked her fingers, she leaned over the table, taking a closer look at the crystal when something caught her attention."A child... not one. But two. Oh! The Were-witch had brought children into this world? Great!" she exclaimed, sarcasm very evident in her voice.Her dark-as-the-night eyes watched Elinor go on about he
Her ReturnElinor shifted back to her human form as she arrived at Colin's estate. With nothing else to cover her feet, it is now filled with mud and twigs after running miles from the city to Ashmore.Still out of breath, Elinor knocked straight at the manor's huge door. It opened right away, revealing Colin's sister, Yves, her eyes were wide with recognition when she saw her there as if Elinor was a mere apparition. "Thank you, Yves. Is Colin around?" she asked right away, catching her breath. Her chest heaved up and down.Elinor's discomfort was obvious to Yves as she asked her, "Yes, he's in his study. But can I give you something first? Are you hurt or something?"Shaking her head, she refused to answer Yves as her feet is already advancing toward Colin's study."There is a very urgent matter I need to tell Colin," she said before leaving Yves and heading straight to Colin.Three years. She had not seen him in three years, and she was not planning to see him again but her situat
Torn AlphaFor the past three years that he was envisioning Elinor and making up conversations in his head, rehearsing what he would say to her in his head in case she returned to him, Colin still finds himself unable to speak now that she is standing across him for real.A stillness in the air surrounds them as they stand in front of his study.Should he ask for her to come inside? Probably not.He was suddenly reminded of the last time she was here. Regret soon swallowed him whole. In fact, it has been inside him since that day he rejected her as his mate despite every fiber in his being is against it.He knew it broke her heart. It was the catalyst that led her to distance herself and blend into the world of the mortals. Which is actually how he and his mother want her to be-- far away from them.But god, he missed her so much it hurts. Every single strand of her red wavy hair makes him cry. The freckles on her nose due to her exposure to sunlight are a new feature on her face that