Lowell stopped in his tracks and with a gentle touch he placed something on top of my body.I observed him with a curious eye, and noticed the regret and sorrow that seemed to fill his gaze. He shook his head ever so slightly before rising from the chair he was sitting in, not uttering a single word as he moved towards the door and left the room. I felt an uncomfortable silence settle around me; what was it about our conversation that had made him feel this way? It had been a seemingly innocuous exchange, but clearly something had stirred deep emotions in him.I looked down and saw that he had placed a blanket over my body, so I quickly pulled it around me, feeling my body trembling as if his touch were still caressing me. It made me feel protected and secure in the moment, yet at the same time I was intensely aware of what had just happened. The shock of his conduct left me immobilized; unable to move. I felt succumbed to the aftermath despite my best efforts to forget what occurred.
“How dare you?!”In a moment, I had pictured myself tumbling across the room, struggling to take in breaths through my agonizing ache. It all happened so quickly that it was hard for me to process everything. A rush of emotions surged through me as I tried to comprehend the situation that had just unfolded before me. My mind raced with questions and thoughts as I laid there on the ground, trying to make sense of what just happened.I gasped audibly, struggling to lift my head but the pulsing pain in my temples would not allow it; instead, my vision kept blurring in and out of focus. The ringing in my ears was intense, making me cringe as I tried to sit up. My clothes were drenched with sweat and another liquid I couldn’t depict, sticking to me like a second skin as I attempted to get upright. Despite the immense effort, the throbbing ache persisted and forced me back down onto the ground.“Do you have any idea how hard it is to gather food in this time?!”I felt a hand clamping down o
I have made a mistake and regret it in hindsight. It was a moment of weakness that I cannot take back, however I know now that it was wrong and something I wish to course correct for. This regret has been weighing heavily on my conscience, like an invisible burden with no end or solution in sight. No matter how much time passes, the guilt of my misdeed still lingers in my mind as a reminder of what happened. So, why did I embrace him? This is the query that has been resounding in my mind since last night and still has not left me. I have been lying awake for hours now, my thoughts drifting back to that moment of contact. It had been a fraction of a second but it felt much longer - echoing in my head all night long.I hadn't expected to feel the urge that swept over me; he had done so much harm to my country and our people. His father had caused so much pain and suffering, and that was something I was sure I would never be able to forget. And yet here I am, hugged the enemy who's a p
An arm reached out and grabbed me around the wrist before I could even react.I was completely taken aback, confused and taken off guard. When I looked up, I saw that it was Lowell who had prevented me from striking the door shut. He had narrowed his eyes and his lips were set in a tight line as he glared at me with hatred. His gaze was so fierce that it felt like he could cut through my heart with just one single look. It made me feel like I'd been caught red-handed, yet I hadn't done anything wrong.“L-lowell-”“I literally put myself in danger and risked my life just to get you here, and this is the thanks I get? You want to end your own life in return?! After all of the sacrifice and effort I had put into taking you away from Adolf, do you really think that this is the best way? Have all my efforts been for nothing? Is there something else going on that's stopping you from finding a reason to live?!”I wanted to reassure him that it was an empty threat and that I had no intention
With a sharp swoosh, I raise my claws high in the air before bringing it down swiftly on an unsuspecting tree.The sight of wood shards flying around me and the sound of blades clashing against each other never fails to fill me with a sense of power and strength. I strike again and again, aiming to make short work of my task at hand. With every hit I make progress, until finally each tree has been cleaved into two nearly equal parts.I didn't stop with the first tree, and kept on jumping higher and higher to reach other trees. My arms almost moved in an automatic fashion as I continued to saw and cut without ceasing. Eventually, I felt my temper flare, and punched the tree with a force I never knew was possible. Instantly, the powerful impact sent it smashing through the landscape, until it finally shattered into fragments of wood all over the ground. The feeling of satisfaction was so immense that it almost felt liberating.I kneel on the ground, my lungs heaving from exertion as my
“What do you mean?”Gigantor gave me a warm smile that seemed to say so much, his gaze then lifting up towards the ceiling as if his mind was racing with different thoughts. I felt like he was speaking to me with just that one look and it made my heart swell.I groaned loudly, feeling my frustrations build as he left me with that cliffhanger. I ran my fingers along the bridge of my nose and gave him a look that said 'you know what you're doing'. I had been on the edge of my seat until this point, eager to find out what would happen next in this story. But now, here he was, leaving me dangling without any resolution. He knew exactly how to keep a listener enthralled and leave them wanting more.And it seems like Gigantor spotted the expression on my face because he quickly raised his hands in surrender.“Back in my days I had the privilege of training werewolves like you. I am unsure of which family tree your ancestors may have belonged to, but it is a safe assumption that Wolfrith's g
I slowly peeled my eyes open, the morning sunlight streaming into the bedroom and bathing me in its warm rays. I felt energized and full of life, ready to take on the day's challenges. I felt a newfound sense of purpose, as though there was something out there waiting for me to discover.I was just about to shift my body when I felt an unfamiliar weight on me. When I opened my eyes, I noticed that someone else had joined me in the room! My gaze quickly lowered towards my body, and there it was: a hand placed firmly above the waistline of my attire. Instinctively, my heart began to race as I tried to recall who could have entered without alerting me. Had someone snuck in while I was asleep?Who’s hand is this?!I shivered as I felt a soft breath brush against my skin, surreal and astonishing. For a few moments all I could do was blink in amazement, wondering if it was only a figment of my imagination. But no, it was really there; the warmth of another body so close to mine that its pre
Anxiety flooded through me as Lowell moved closer, his intent clear. My heart raced in my chest and I felt like I couldn't breathe. His lips were mere inches away from mine, and I realized that he was going to kiss me. This moment seemed to stretch on forever, the anticipation of his actions sending shivers down my spine.I was completely at a loss for what to do. I initially wanted to push him away and give him a hard slap across the face, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I knew that he would be absolutely livid if I did so and it wasn't something that I felt comfortable doing anyway. All these conflicting emotions swirling around prevented me from making any decisive action.I could feel a lump rising up in my throat and before I knew it, all the noise around us had suddenly faded away. Time seemed to stand still when he leaned closer and closer towards me. I closed my eyes, feeling the anticipation of his lips just a mere inch away from mine, but then at the last moment, I loo