Having finally settled the thoughts within me, I collected myself. I knew that I did not have time to rest. I still had a lot of chores to do and the world did not wait for a weeping Woman.With every step I took around my room there was an echo of fractured reality. the reality that my destiny has been robbed from me. That I did not have a chance against the Queen.Coming down the staircase, I found myself finding strength at the thought of today being a different day than yesterday. Because I knew the truth and nothing was hidden from me. because I didn't walk around with so many questions. Because even though ahead of me was nothing but there's, my presence was not surrounded by it. There, standing near the entrance, my stepmother. Her dark eyes shone with an unreadable expression."Alondra," she called out, her voice holding a rare hint of warmth. "May we speak?"I knew that I did not have the patience to be pushed around right now.“ I need to finish my chores today we can talk
“Great job alondra, now when you're done with that you can go help out in the pack house kitchen.” Mistress Mary says, while smiling at me.“ thank you mistress Mary, let me know which discipline and I'll do as you’ve said.’’ it was both amazing and unbelievable how much work I could do when my mind is occupied by a lot of things. I was like a machine. finishing one chore and looking for another. I couldn't stop myself. I wanted my mind to be fully occupied. all I wanted was to see my hands doing something, carrying something, moving around. over the span of only three hours, I was already done with her the responsibility they had for today. the remaining ones had been set for the evening where a lot of the shops would close and the Citizens would retire to bed. today was one of the busiest days of The Fall. a lot of merchants and becoming in from tomorrow and preparations were done today. This wealthy merchants were invited by Alpha Weston and his father in order to run up the e
“So, have you thought about it?’’ he says, guiding me towards a quiet waterfront. right by the side of the garden.“ There was nothing for me to think about. the both of us did not start on the right foot and I don't believe that can be salvaged. and besides my stepsister is madly in love with…’’“ Your step sister doesn't mean anything to me.’’ he argues.“ That's my step sister you're talking about. I may not get along with her but I can't tolerate you speaking about her like that.’’ My tone is firm and assertive. There is nothing that I want more than escaping this conversation and disappearing into a different world where none of these chaos exists.“ I love you alondra!’’ Looking up at him I can't help but see the face of Weston. For a moment I am filled with sudden happiness that he loves me. watching his lips repeat those words and listen to snap me into reality.He is not Weston. “ What is wrong with me that you don't want me?’’ he asks all of a sudden. I'm taken aback by h
Taking a deep breath, I stepped inside, the scent of home mingling with my growing apprehension. My stepmother, a woman who had always kept her distance, greeted me with a warm smile. It felt alien, her sudden change in demeanor. Suspicion flickered within me, mingling with the weariness that had settled in my bones."Alondra, my dear," she said, her voice unusually gentle. "How was your day?"I stared at her, studying her features for any signs of deceit. But her expression remained open, her eyes filled with a tenderness I had never seen before. A shiver ran down my spine, and I couldn't help but wonder what had brought about this unexpected shift."It was... eventful," I replied cautiously, my voice betraying my unease. "I have a lot on my mind."She nodded, her smile unwavering. "I understand. Take your time. And remember, I'm here if you need someone to talk to."Her words were laced with an underlying sweetness, a concern that had never before surfaced. It left me feeling both g
Breathing heavy, fist clenched as I brought one foot in front of another, I looked back and prayed that danger had caught up to me. The moon hung high in the sky, illuminating its glow over-the-water resurface at a distance as I continued running through a dense forest, my heart pounding in my chest. I glanced down, only to realize that I was completely naked. I let out a hushed groan, tripping and falling on a piece of rock that lay on the ground and feeling blood oozing from my ankle. I realized that I was also barefoot. Panic gripped me, a cold sweat drenching my trembling body.I heard footsteps echoing in the distance and I got up on my feet again ignoring the pain in my legs as I continued telling and task entered through the forest. Each step I took was showered with more pain as sharp rocks and prickly branches tore at my skin. The forest seemed endless, a hollow place that swallowed my desperate cries for help. I was desperate and I was losing my mind. I wanted all of this to
I was going to tell him. that's it. The more upset about this the more the Queen had control over me. I stomped the on-the-ground hurriedly food after another as I headed to the pack house. my eyes were fixated at the entrance of the house and nothing was in my mind. All I wanted was to unburden my shoulders by sharing the secret to the only other person it concerned. Weston.“Alondra!’’ someone called out to me , almost excitedly. It causes me to stop in My Tracks as I look around and little meet luke. he waved at me as he jogs in my Direction. seeing him suddenly reminds me of the previous conversation I had had with Trish. Suddenly I realized that my connection with the alpha was not my only problem. Patricia and I were in horrible x. and I have the secret that could easily destroy the Union between her and Lukas. I can't help but wonder why she told me to begin with. she trusted me of course she did. but he has made it clear that how she views me is much different from what I
After I finished my day's work in the garden and in the kitchen today, I decided to go home. as per my request to mistress Mary she agreed to allocate me inside the Pack house kitchen and the garden only today. I did not want to see or talk to Patricia and Aria. I also wanted to avoid Beta Luke at all costs. After what happened and after the secret that Patricia reveals to me I still wasn't ready to deal with it. I did not know what she expected of me. but I was a horrible liar. If I wanted to successfully keep Patricia secret then it meant that I had to avoid looking at all costs. Earlier today Lydia had told me that Luke was looking for me. and I didn't know how to react. He probably wanted to talk to me about Patricia and how grateful he is that she has opened up to him. The thing is that even though Luke knows about Patricia's pregnancy he doesn't know that it doesn't belong to him. What happens when you start looking at me as a source of truth and honesty for him? I did not want
Fear cascaded down my rosy cheeks as I stared at her. I tried to understand what it was and what was wrong. Why trouble seems to follow me everywhere I go.“ I didn't do anything.’’ I let out as I cried. “Zoey is lying. she's the one who…’’Thwart! so I moved up from the sofa and towards me at an electrifying speed before she slapped my face and really. she stared down at me with an expression full of malice and lips that spelt out, “ I told you so.’’“You're not going to accuse me of your own wrong doings. you decided to be a whore and now you're going to suffer the consequences of it.’’ Zoe said as she stood at the side of her sister. she began his shoulders as Bethany placed her head on her shoulder feeling comforted. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I stared back at my stepmother hoping that she would say something. Why is it that she let them hit me? Is this what it has come to now?“ Are you not going to ask for my side of the story?” I asked my stepmother as I stared into