Poking my head out of the small space, I look around. It is all clear.
At a point in time, my wolf would have been amused at how paranoid I am being right now, but the weight of everything is holding her down and it’s my duty to shield.
She has already being through enough.
I pull myself out of the room and quietly close the door.
This is paranoid me is stepping out of my room.I try to make my steps quick as I look around for the library. The last thing I want is for Sebastian to see me.
I open the door to the library-
Goddess, it’s gigantic.How am I going to find it in here
And some people say they want to get married to a guy who has this- a big library.I walk to the werewolf section and look around. There must be something about a double mark in one of these books.
I just have to find the right now.“Looking for something?” I jump out of my skin when I see Sebastian standing in a row of books.
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PAST The woman glares at the man on the other side of the bars. To her it feels like he is in bars, not them. Samuel holds her hands as she tries to hit them again. She turns to him and he shakes his heads weakly, “Please don’t. You’ll hurt yourself.” The sound of two blades clashing turns her attention back to the man, Zephyr. “You know that is laced with both silver and iron. You are going to hurt yourself, cupcake.” She drags herself over to Samuel and places his head on her laps as he winces.“And who made them, who put us in here!” Zephyr ignores her, not that much, “I sure hope your children won’t inherit your trait of asking too much question.” Irish doesn’t have the strength to glare again, the iron is slowly draining her to her last strength.Just being in the room filled with iron drains her. “You won’t be able to touch them.” Zephyr shrugs, “I don’t intend to. The spell you made is very
[PRESENT]Looking left and right, I push them in to a staff’s bedroom.Gwen frowns at me as I close the door behind her.“Hey, watch it. What are we doing in here,” She looks around, “Don’t tell me that you’re going to kill us and hide our bodies.”Estella remains silent as she looks around, her dark red hair swaying around her neck.“This place is the only place I can grantee that we won’t be eavesdropped on.”“This place is the only place… what kind of english is that?”I roll my eyes, “Thank you for noting that, Einstein. Why did you bring her here, it isn’t safe.”“As long as I am here. It is,” Gwen shrugsAs we argue, Estella slowly sits on the bed and sighs, “This place is really beautiful. It’s a bummer that demons live in it.”I blink, “What?”Gwen turns to her,
Estella hesitates to walk away. She looks at me then back at the gate.“Are you sure that I can go?”“Don’t worry, you won’t get fried,” Gwen rolls her eyes and pushes Estella outside, “See… nothing. Now go before someone sees you. I think I’ve made two much false alarms for one day.”Estella turns to me, “I’m sorry that I couldn’t help you but, I’ll be back. I promise.”“I know, just go home safely.”“I always do.”Gwen’s eyes moves around, “Run away before I I make you. They can be here any minute.”She grabs my arm and pulls me away from the closed gate while I turn to stare at Estella one last time as she walks away.“I don’t think she will come here again. I don’t want her to.”“She will,” Gwen says as she rushes in to her room and closes the door, &
I look down at the chains, “When are you going to let me go, dear old king and queen. You do know that silver doesn’t hurt me any more.”I raise my wrists and the chains rattles from beneath the bed. “Gosh, the person who did this, sure knows how to construct.”“I told you not to run away, Minerva,” Grace lectures,”You wouldn’t have gotten yourself in to this.”“Couldn’t you have thought of any other way to catch me, maybe I don’t know… sit on me rather than to electrocute me.”“You are not in the position to speak,” Sebastian says through his gritted teeth and I scoff.“Every word that both of you push out of your mouths want to make me roll my eyes.”I poke out my tongues as I undo the silly chains, watching the so called queen step back in shock.“How did yo-”“It’s a silly toy, Grace. I
“You called for me?” I look up at the male who has his eyes on me, well, he is the one who looked up at me but it just seems this way now.Yeah, I look up at him.“Your sister called,” He stretches out a tablet to me. I take it and look down at it in confusion.“I didn’t know that there’s technology over there.”“There isn’t. that’s a magical device, it is connected to the enchanted mirror Cyprus has over there.”I slide my fingers on the screen, “That guy has a lot of names.”He stands beside me as she talks, “He is royalty. He is meant to have more than a lot of names.”“Okay… why are you being so nice to me.”He leans forward but I step back in time.“Why are you being so calm.”“I am always calm.”His eyes evaluates me for a second, “Don’t tell her
“Pass me the salt.”“Huh?”I look up to see a glaring Gwen.“Pass the salt.”I look around in confusion, “There’s no salt here, Gwen. We are in your bedroom.”She shrugs, “I know. It was the only way to get your attention. What is happening in that brain of yours anyway?”I shake my head, hoping my thoughts will run away as I drag my fingers down my face.“Nothing, I just have a lot of things to do.”“What things to do?”“Huh?” I look back at her, “Sorry that came out wrong. I mean that I need to rest. Yeah, that’s what I need.”She stares at me like I have suddenly gotten two heads. Have I?“I think the mark is affecting you mentally.”“I think that it’s affecting me in every possible way.”I fall back on the bed with a sigh and she towers over me
“Wake up.”I continue to hear a voice in my sleep and I groan, turning away.I carry the pillow and press my ear in to it when I hear the voice again, loudly this time.“Get up, Minerva.”It persists for a while before I get annoyed.I throw off my pillow with a sleepy huff.“Gosh, Gwen. Leave me alone. I am so going to k-”When I open my eyes to see no one, I pause, “Where are you hiding?”The scent is the air doesn’t smell like hers. She hasn’t been here for a while and all I can smell is me.Goddess, is this room haunted?No, way. I have been here for a while. It can’t be.I would know if it’s haunted, right?Yeah, yeah, I would.With caution, I walk towards the door with my pyjamas and open it as fast as I can.When I arrive at Gwen’s bedroom after she opens the door, stopping my persistent knocking.I sm
“You! Why would you drag me away. I was seconds away from finding out who she was talking to.” Gwen stares at me blankly and flicks her wrist in my direction.“You were actually seconds away from scaring yourself for eternity. She was clearly talking to my idiotic brother.” She closes the door behind her with her foot. “Did you even hear anything that Grace said?” She looks thoughtful as she pushes me softly to the bed.I don’t even know why I let her do that. “Yeah, she said that… yes, my love?” “You didn’t even hear a thing!” She pushes me back to the bed as I am about to stand up to her height. “Keep your hair on and let me tell you what she said. I just ate and frankly, I am not ready to lose my food.” Ignoring that statement, I say, “I think that she is planning against your brother, against the throne.” She rolls her eyes, placing her hands on her waist as she narrows her eyes at me.“I kn
The female sits in front of me with her hands clasps before her and I smile, she smiles back at me too.“How may I help the writer of my book today?”She places a lazy eye on my parents who sits far off in a corner in the room and Sebastian who sits beside me with expectation.“I want you to help me clarify something for us.” Her eyes flicks back to me and I tilt my head in confusion, placing a hand on my baby bump.“What’s that? What do you need to clarify and to who… oh, to the readers. Wait, how did I know that?”She nods at my confusion speech. “Yes, to the readers.”The way she plays with her hands puts me on edge. I have never seen Angel Writes play with her hands.“I want to be called writer now, and I believe that the readers may be out for my soul. I don’t want to die, I am still a minor.” She says and I nod at her, even though I am c
*Four Months Later* Sebastian’s glare can be felt by the little crowd of butterflies that I force to lay still. I am sure of it. I cut their wings and I place them in the ground, in front of Sebastian and I laugh when he wrinkles his nose again. “You really don’t like butterflies.” I carefully lay on the ground, smiling up at the odd expression on his face. “Don’t try to press my kid in.” His glare is then directed at me and I quickly stand to my feet as I roll my eyes. “Stop worrying. I’m fine and I’m a hundred percent sure that this baby won’t pop out today.” I wave my tummy in his direction. “I still have five more months to go.” I walk to the basket beside him and pull out the quiet baby who blinks at me. “Who you should be worrying about is little Isabella.” He shakes his head vigorously at me as I drop the little child in his arms. The little baby seems odd in his arms and he holds her like he is scared he’s gonna squash
“Do you really have to go?”“Yes and hopefully, we can find a way to help Estella out. Besides we have spent too much time from home.” My sister answers when it’s time for her to leave.Finn stands behind her, waiting for us to be done talking.“When will you come to visit.”“I should be asking you instead. I am going to give birth in a few months. It is as close as I say.”I nod at her words. “I know and I will try to portal your way when the time comes.”“Makes me wonder why we can’t just portal out of here.” She increases her voice as she emphasizes and turns to Finn with a glare before she turns back to me.I laugh when he raises an eyebrow at this.“Who knows what could happen if you step in there. I have never heard of a pregnant fey step into a portal. I am not going to take that risk.”“I believe that I have hear
Gwen is being put with the top medical team, even the top witches and feys; anyone that can help but nothing works. Nothing slows the poison from spreading. Nothing at all.Finn, my sister and I try all we can but still nothing. We all know what’s going to happen and there’s no way to escape it. Gwen’s time is ticking like a clock and she knows it, so she calls in every person that she has ever known. Everyone that she cares about and she says her goodbyes.I can’t risk to stare at her parents as they weep at their daughter’s bedside. I can barely find the courage to walk into her room and say my goodbyes because this is all my fault.Estella is half dead, stuck in my spell. Greyson is dead and now, Gwen and their unborn child is going to die too.There is no way to save the child. Yes, there is a temporary solution but if we do that, the child will die in a few days time. It is not matured enough to withstand it.&ldq
*Minerva’s Point Of View*I think my chin is broken and maybe my scrap will rip off too. I can fell the throbbing in both my face and my head as she holds my hair tightly and uses it to drag me into the warehouse.Blood drips out of my mouth as I cough, also trying to stop her from pulling off my head. I continue to struggle even as she throws me into a room and leaves me, not completely. It is only for a few seconds but when she does leave me, my body recoils forward and I pour out the blood that is in my mouth with a cough.When I am done, the only thing I can do is wipe my lips with my sleeves and I end up hissing in pain as I feel how broken my chin is.“I never knew that my chin could get broken,” I laugh and wince at the same time as I try to stand on my feet. “Thank you for clearing whatever doubts I had.”Suddenly, a hard force hits my stomach and I end up tumbling a few feet away from her till I hit the wall a
“Are you sure about this?”Greyson raises up his neck from the position and Sebastian drags him down.“Stay hidden and quiet. We know that you are worried but you will risk her life at this rate. Hers and your child.”Finn’s words tries to calm Greyson down and it brings a big win the the other side watching them.“Okay, you can come out now.”Davina’s eyes skims through the forest as she places her hands on her hips and her back to the abandoned warehouse.“I am tired of playing. Did you bring my doppelganger as the ransom I asked for?”Greyson doesn’t try to stand up again, no one does. They are hiding behind a bush with a very clear view on the female fey as she speaks.“You didn’t bring guards right? I hate to have told you guys something and you didn’t obey it. You know what the cost is right? Gwen’s head on a platter and then I take
Minerva doesn’t wake up again, for up to four months. The days fly like slow wind, the people lessens and as everyone grows in months, Sebastian’s hope fades away completely.The baby in Minerva’s womb doesn’t grow. She is pregnant, yes but the spell stops the growth of any kind, even her own growth. So she will be there… here till they find a ‘non-existing solution’ to the impossible unbreakable spell. This doesn’t stop them from looking though. It only stops him for looking.He spends hours and days in what now turns out to be her room, just laying by her side and she sees him too, she stares as he cries at her side everyday.No one has ever seen the wolf king cry.He is a man of wild actions, he can’t just bend on his knees close to a bed and cry? But he does, everyday.No one have ever seen the wolf king cry.No one except her. It warms her heart to know that he cares for her t
[Author’s Point Of View] *Two Weeks Later* Minerva’s condition has neither increased or decreased in any way and it sickens Sebastian but he holds on to the hope of her standing up to glare at him or even throw an insult at him. He just wants her to be as she was but as he continues to stare at her bed everyday, the hope dims, leaving only a string for him to hold on to and also the words of a weird female. “I still wonder what you come here to do everyday. You know that she doesn’t want you here right?” Greyson closes the door behind him. “She barely stares at you when you come around. I’m sure that she doesn’t listen to you too.” Sebastian doesn’t react to his words. Greyson does this every time he sees Sebastian here, coming in to say something to provoke him but Sebastian knows that if he gets provoked, there is a huge bet of Greyson’s death and Minerva will never forgive him if that happens. Never suddenly seems like an understatement.
“Did you do the test I ask for?”The doctor tries to catch up to his long strides. “Yes, it wasn’t an easy task but due to our advanced technology we were able to make it work.”Sebastian grabs the document from her hands and take a glance through it.“It’s your child, my king.”His steps doesn’t falter as he hands it over to her. “How is she?”“Stable. Her neck has been patched up and her vitals are good but…”“But what?” He insists.“She doesn’t seem to be speaking or reacting to anything we do. Sometimes her eyes follows us everywhere and sometimes she just stares at the wall… motionless.”“Thank you for your time.” Sebastian grunts. He open the door to his room and walks in, closing the door in her face.She stands there for some seconds as she holds the documents to her chest and sque