I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times... In life after life, in age after age, forever.
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Lady Vita awakens when she hears clanging by the academe gates. Looking at the clock by her bedside table, she sees that it was just past midnight. Who could have been at the door right now? Usually, when things like this happen, she would just pull her eye mask and continue sleeping. Yet, something in her pushed her to stand up and open the wolf. Dare she say, it was her wolf that pushed her to stand up and open the door.
 
The best lightning rod for your protection is your own spine.✾ “No,” I mumble, clutching the spikes. “No!” I didn’t even have it in me to look away, my eyes were glued on what was happening right in front of me. The fight hadn’t started long, and yet, I feel like weeks had passed. I knew I was glued to the floor; I knew that I wasn’t doing anything but staring, and yet I feel like I was there. Like I was there just a few feet away from him. Like I was in a front seat watching this morbid fight continue. When Mariana and Tarryn were introduced to the crowd, I was a
Every man is trying to live up to his father's expectations or make up for their father's mistakes.✾“As to be expected from the banished prince!”“He was his father’s favorite mercenary,”“I always assumed he was dead, why did he only pop out now?”“And under the master’s management?”“Does his father know?”I didn’t even get a chance to react when blood splattered all around the pit hitting everyone close to the v
And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places.✾ When I reach the turn I had to take, a hand reaches out and pushes me by the shoulder against the wall. I hit it with a gasp, the air leaving my chest in a messed-up heave. My head hits the wall, a small cracking sound echoing against the hall. Black spots fill the sides of my eyes and I blink them away, trying my hardest to focus on the person in front of me. I feel something drip at the back of my head. I didn’t need to look back to know that it’s blood. My blood. The part of my head that hit the wall was throbbing and giving me a headache. Blinking, I focus on the hand that was on my shoulder. It was squeezing me roughly, makin
The ability to speak exactly is intimately related to the ability to know exactly.✾ “Who are you even talking about?” Mariana squints at me then, not longer than a few seconds. And when she notices that her glare will bring her nothing but more questioning glances from me. She stops, averting her gaze. She rubs her shoulders together, sighing. Glancing at Tarryn, she tilts her head towards the hall away from where we were standing. Tarryn nods at her, then takes a step towards the hall. I push myself against the wall, standing in front of them. I spread my arms, blocking their path. “All
Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much.✾ I had to squint my eyes just so that I could adjust to the darkness that was engulfing the cell. The only sound that was echoing was the sound of my feet as it hit the floor. There was also that metallic smell, the all too familiar stench of blood. I lift my arm, covering my nose using the back of my elbow. I couldn’t even pick up the scent of Yohan from the overwhelming stench of other bodily fluids. I look around, yet it didn’t make much difference. Despite my advanced senses, I still couldn’t quite decipher what was all around me.
The man who can keep a secret may be wise, but he is not half as wise as the man with no secrets to keep.✾ Yohan was quiet for a short while, probably taking in what I had just said. It might have been male bravado. His pride as both a man and a werewolf talking. I understood that Alphas just had a way of always sorting things out, of always making sure they were taking the lead. That they were supposed to be the ones in charge. However, it had been long past those years where everything could be resolved by ego and pride. And he might have forgotten, I have Alpha blood too. Even though it’s not as
In nature there are neither rewards nor punishments; there are consequences.✾When I was finished talking, Yohan was looking down, staring at his hands.It irked me, that he made me finish talking about my great adventure, but not once did he compliment my achievement more. I understand that it’s not out of the ordinary, what I did. However, there was some stupid part of me that wanted to get some recognition from him. A small part of me that was desperately clinging to that small praise he gave me when he was surprised that I managed to tie a big guy up with only using my own strength. And there was another part of me, that one that was a bit more mature than the one that wanted recognition. That part was screaming inside my brain that I should just relax, keep quiet, and calm down.
There's never been a more important woman than the one who stands up, not just for herself, but for everyone else.✾Yohan leans beside me against the wall.It had been hours, and like I had assumed there were some guards doing rounds. Despite what Gloc had said before I got here, that most of them were not chained and permitted to leave, I knew that there would still be some security. Especially in cases such as that of Yohan’s. The people here aren’t dumb witted, they are aware that for prisoners like him they should always be wary. Even though Yohan isn’t bounded by chains or tied up, they’re still smart enough to not be lenient with him. Escaping would be hard, that I already know.My wolf was with me this time
Here's to alcohol, the rose-colored glasses of life.✾The place behind the counter looked very much like it really belongs to Verdant.There were various shelves full of jars that had different colored liquids inside. Some had roots, leaves, as well as some things that I didn’t bother identifying. For some reason, my wolf had told me it was better that I didn’t know. There were barrels on either side of the counter, their spigot dripping a sticky brown liquid whose stench made me crinkle my nose. Furrowing my brows, I tried leaning over the counter, checking if there was something that I could at least give Auster, maybe even some water.
There are two questions a man must ask himself: The first is 'Where am I going?' and the second is 'Who will go with me?'✾The second thing I noticed when we reached Verdant was that everyone had a huge smile on their face.Unlike Azure, almost all the villagers had various colored clothing. Although it is quite apparent that most had pipes with them. Even from a distance, I could hear their laughter, as well as notice how there were some random villagers dancing and running about. It had been a long since I’ve seen an actual place in Cinco where there were wolves laughing and having fun.It smelled like fresh dew and the mist was still pretty thick. Much like the old man who was steering our gondola towards one of the docks, they also had glossy eyes. I’m guessing it probably was because of the
And live like it's heaven on earth.✾The first thing I noticed once we reached Verdant was that it was inexplicably green.Verdant was a district that was abundantly covered by mist. The trees and mountains seemed to be covered by moss and various plants and leaves. And everywhere I went, the only thing I could smell was fresh dew. The kind of thing one might smell at the start of the morning as dawn breaks. Once we have reached the vicinity of Verdant, the sound of one of the largest waterfalls I have ever seen echoed throughout the thick forest.The trees surrounding the whole district seemed as tall as the sky and seemed to disappear within the clouds. I had no choice but to look up. I couldn’t even help but awe loudly.“Woah,” I mut
A boy needs a father to show him how to be in the world. He needs to be given swagger, taught how to read a map so that he can recognize the roads that lead to life and the paths that lead to death, how to know what love requires, and where to find steel in the heart when life makes demands on us that are greater than we think we can endure.✾I closed my mouth and listened.Yohan was quiet right next to me and it was thanks to him that I haven’t jumped Eleanor yet. My mate had just gone through something horrible and almost died back in the underground fighting ring and she wants to put him in the spotlight again? Gritting my teeth, I continued looking down on my lap, my hands clenched.“Amara, I don’t like this idea any more than you do,” Eleanor says. Without meaning to, I scoff. I hear her sighing, and I find myself lifting my head a bit to look at her. She was staring daggers at the map, her jaw clenched.
It is a long-cherished tradition among a certain type of military thinker that huge casualties are the main thing.✾It had been a few days since I had breakfast with Eleanor.Like how I imagined it would be it was a bit awkward. Especially with how every few seconds, she would stare at me and tears would leak out of her eyes. I teased her about it, hoping that she would stop, and her pride would get the best of her. However, when I did tease her, not only did it make her more emotional, but it also made her talk about how we used to be in the past.When I had teased her about her tears, she took me seriously. I had assumed that she would just scoff at me or ignore my teasing, but it seemed like the past few months actually changed her. Instead of just rolling her eyes at me, she took it way too seriously. S
No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.✾The first time I ate something that Eleanor had cooked, I instantly regretted it.She was a Sem native, they were great in things like mining and exploring forests but that was it. They were horrible cooks. As much as possible, one would be safer with a Sem native as a guard instead of having them as one of the kitchen staff. Even though they were given a recipe book, or a list of instructions, seeing as they were from Sem, they would end up with a burnt and wasted food. Those from Sem were known for being so full of pride that they rather eat what they had burnt instead of asking for help.Eleanor was one of them. The good thing was that at least she was willing to accept that there were things that she needed to correct. See
Human nature is like water. It takes the shape of its container.✾It was Yohan.Clutching my heart, I narrow my eyes at him, “I didn’t even sense that you were.”“Sorry,” He yawned, stretching his arms up in the air. “Force of habit.”“Habit?”Eleanor coughed behind me. When I turned around though, I realized it wasn’t exactly a cough. From the way her eyes were glittering as she looked at Yohan, I knew it was something different entirely. Her look has been meaningful as if I wasn’t curious enough already. Eleanor was great at lying, which I learned the hard way. With how she was acting, it was like she knew something and desperately wa
Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike.✾“I don’t know if I showed it enough,” Eleanor pulled her knees to her chest, leaning her cheek right by her knees. She wasn’t looking at me, her eyes following the flow of the river. The wind had turned chillier than it had been moments ago. I didn’t know if the goosebumps running up my arm were due to the cold or because we were talking now. “But I’ve always thought of you as my sister.”I wanted to tell her that I know that. That’s why her betrayal hurt so much. But I don’t. I’m not even sure it was a question that she wanted an answer to. It was just a statement she wanted to start with.Eleanor started fiddling with her thumbs, “I know that the things I&rsquo
The truth is, unless you let go, unless you forgive yourself, unless you forgive the situation, unless you realize that the situation is over, you cannot move forward.✾The cool wind kiss my cheeks and I hug myself, shivering lightly.The nights had gone colder, which meant it really had been long since I’ve gone out of the gates. We were nearing the mountains, nearing the snow-covered lands that I’ve once read in my books. Breathing out through my mouth, I see white smoke right in front of me, as my warm breath mix and mingles with the cool night air.My eye falls on all the campers here. They had been battling the cold far longer than I did. How had they managed to survive? The tents didn’t offer any type of blankets. Had they adapted?