“You really look beautiful today,” Sebastian bites my ear as his hands tightens around my waist, “My gorgeous Minerva brought to me in a gift wrap. Now that is exciting.”
“What did you do to her, Sebastian,” Grace demands from where she sits as her eyes access me.
On the other hand, Sebastian presses his jaw on my head and I don’t make as much as a sound as I stare at Grace.“Darling, I did nothing. We only completed the mate bond and then she started behaving this way. I think she is shy-”
“I think you broke her,” Grace faces him head on and I look away, “She is definitely not timid or shy. You broke her, Sebastian. You went against your promise.”
He rolls his eyes but I don’t know how I know that.
He releases me so that he can walk up to her. She steps back, intimidated by his dominant self.“I actually never made
The very first thing I thought about is to call Gwen over to my room and all she can do is to stare at me with wide eyes and an open mouth.It becomes funny when she stares blankly as I apply my killer purple lip gloss and put on my leather jacket.“I don’t… I actually don’t understand.”“What don’t you understand, little one.”I watch her frown from the mirror. Probably at my endeavour.“How you suddenly changed from crazy to timid and timid to more crazy,” She points out, “All this happened over night and it is freaking me out.”“Could you do something for me?” I ask and she sits up with her hands folded as she waits for what I will say next, “Pretend like you didn’t see me.”“Er- how am I supposed to do that when you have two pointed ears, the smell of a fey and a very much appearance change all together.”“
I started writing a diary. Mainly because I feel the urge to and also because I would like my children… if I get any to read it and laugh at their ma.Hmm, they would probably be too scared to laugh at me.Today… well, tonight, I am going to do the unthinkable. I’ll find a way to contact my sister and also escape this hellhole-Finally, I am getting out of here.Today will be good to record in my books.“Okay, my drawing just needs a few more ink. Yes, he looks more like the devil now,” I stroke the paper containing my dodo, softly.“My beautiful creature.”In this mission of mine- that is likely going to happen now- in the night- I didn’t tell a word to Gwendolyn, not a sound. I haven’t seen her since my change.I pack my hair up tightly and stuff my diary in to my bag, I stole from here.Inside are are few clothes and jewellery.A part of me wants to shrink the
It becomes very difficult to find my way back to Estella’s house. It’s been months since I- since the old me came here; since I ever stepped foot out of the castle, the haunted castle.I wonder around before I catch the sight of the little cottage seated oddly besides other much more developed houses.The only new thing that I can remember that wasn’t there before is Estella seated comfortably on the stairs.When she sees me coming closer, she stands on her feet and crosses her arms on her chest.“How did you know that I was coming?” She shrugs and my fingers flex on the string on my bag.“I had some in-tell from a powerful source,” She turns her back to me and walks in to the house with a beckon to me and so, I follow.“What are you talking about?”“I had a hunch that you were c
She sits in front of me, looking as guilty and remorseful as ever, and all I can do is imagine her been in bars. Imagine her taking Estella’s and I position here.“Can’t you tell your brother that I want the cell room again. This one looks a bit too empty for my liking.”Estella stares at me with awkwardness. “It is empty, Minerva. It is more than empty, if I may say.”“Well, I don’t want to hear what you might or may not have to say,” My eyes remain on Gwen, “What I want to know is why the bastard’s sister ratted me out.”“I did it to protect you and everyone else.”“No, you did it to protect you, yourself and you. That counts as everyone right?”I look away as certain emotions fill her face rather very quickly.“Princess, I know that you really don’t want this. Why don’t you open the door for us. We will get out of your
Estella panics while Grace remains in shock as she watches Sebastian’s heart in my palm, my now bloody hands.I squeeze it hard and she gasps, rushing forward.Laughing, I push Sebastian’s body away and the excitement rushes through my veins in ways I can’t understand.Grace reaches out to Sebastian’s body laying down on the floor and tears flow down from her eyes.Well, I roll my eyes.“Don’t be sad. He is currently in hell. Where he belongs,” I giggle and turn to Estella with a smile.“What did you do, Minerva?” She repeats. Well, she is panicking. “What did you do!”Her eyes follow my hand as I bring it to my mouth and take a bite out of the heart, drinking the blood in the process.“I always wanted to eat his heart out and I added a bonus, besides, I did make a promise to drink his blood,” I lick my teeth and take another bite.She pants, har
The next thing I do is celebrate.“I knew it, I knew it! The psycho was a supernatural after all and a fey for crying out loud.”I get no response except for an arched eyebrow from the newest fey in town.“You don’t look too surprised, Minerva,” She smirks, “You were expecting the unexpected all along.” Okay, she responds in words too.“So you and the king had everyone fooled all this while,” Estella voices out, she then leans in to me and whispers, “Is this one of your glamour stuff too? I had a lot of time to waste at that time but we need to leave here now.”Estella looks around in haste and grabs my arm but I pull her back.“This is not a glamour, Estella. If it is then it isn’t mine,” I mutter and look up at the new found fey and the annoying butt of a king.“You planned all this just to do what… get back at me for not a
I stand beside the open window, staring at the busy city.“It’s funny how I got out of prison and got in to another in a few hours.”“Technically, it wasn’t different prison.”“Yes,” I nod, “But I wasn’t talking to you, Gwendolyn.”I barely turn my face in her direction to sense her looking away.“This is not the time for petty games, Minerva. We have to write all the wrongs that female’s madness brought.”I finally turn to good ole Sebastian, the male that I want to batch into a batch, just like that female.“I think that she is still bringing about other crisis as long as she is alive but we can end it quickly by killing her sorry excuse of a butt,” I suggest, picking up my glass of wine to take a sip from it.Apparently, Sebastian thought it was best to have a meeting about everything that has happened since little miss deceiving fe
“I think that Greyson and I had a fight,” I bite on my lip as Estella closes the door behind her.“What kind of fight?” She asks.“The kind that couples have but we are not a couple,” I say and suddenly realize something, “I think he may have taken us as a couple.”“Is it a good or bad thing, because you have a mate who is the king and he can decide to kill him if he finds out.”“Sebastian is old news. We are talking about Greyson here. The one I tried to lure-”“Don’t tell me that you tried to seduce him,” She laughs.“It was the only way to get his mind off things and it almost worked,” I shake my head and she narrows her eyes at me.“So you did seduce him?”“Seduce who?”The door opens and Sebastian stands with his hand on the knob and an intense glare in his eyes.“I really need t
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