What are your thoughts on Alora?
*LYCIA*Rushing inside my room, I was surprised to find Seff in his wolf form, howling in pain.He was writhing in pain, scratching at his beautiful silver fur, trying to relieve the itch that had taken over his body. I approached him cautiously, trying not to startle him where he rubbed his back against the carpet. His eyes were closed and with the pain that he seemed to be in he didn’t seem to realize that I had entered.“Seff, can you hear me?” I asked, noticing the redness on his skin from where some of his fur had been colored with blood. Oh my goodness, I hadn’t realized just how bad this allergic reaction could have been.“Ma-” he started to say but another whine made him stop and roll over on his back rubbing his back against the fur carpet.It seemed like the allergic reaction had cause d him to be itchy all over but if he continued to do this then he would surely chafe off more of his fur and bring out blood. I need to stop him before he hurt himself. The thing with that her
*LYCIA*Seff still hadn’t woken up from the tiredness and infusion of magic in his body. Just checking on him enough to know that he was still breathing I slipped out of the room quickly, nervous and afraid to face him.His teary eyed wolf face, whimpering and whining from the pain while still striving to somehow maintain the facade of a strong Alpha was constantly flashing before my eyes making me feel guilty.I knew I had been hurting him emotionally already by rejecting him but to also become the cause of his physical ailment didn’t feel good at all.No, I am sure it was Alora’s fault.Walking into the kitchen I found my mom pacing back and forth, her arms crossed tightly across her chest and looking at the time I realized that she was late for work. Did something happen?“What's wrong, Mom?” I asked, feeling a knot form in my stomach at her unusual behavior.“I'm just frustrated,” she said, letting out a deep sigh. “Your dad's been working so hard day and night since the last tw
*SEFF*As I lay there in my bed, I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was being watched. I had felt this way before, a few months ago.Was she here?I wanted to open my eyes to look at her but I couldn’t pull apart my lids as darkness continued to shroud me.“What is it about me that attracted her? Why was she only after me?” I thought to myself. “Is it something in my essence? Or am I just fated to be unlucky?"Realizing that Lycia must be in the same room as well, I felt panic start to kick in. Was she safe? I couldn’t let that evil spirit hurt her.When I was a kid I had always been fascinated by dark magic, but I had never wanted to be a part of it. I knew I was a taboo that I shouldn’t ever get into it. I had stopped researching about it soon when my brother had scolded me and although I didn’t sought out these kinds of experiences they seemed to seek me out. It was as if I was a magnet for all things vile.Pushing out these thoughts out of my mind I tried once again to open m
*LYCIA*Why the fuck did I do that?The sight of Seff’s fallen face just wouldn’t get out of my head. The way his sparkly hopeful blues dimmed and turned darker than the midnight sky, how the shadow of his hair covered the hurt inside them when he avoided my eyes to stop me from seeing it.What must he be thinking right now?But when I saw that Esme had seen him I panicked. She knew me better than anyone else and even a small action of mine towards Seff would disclose the fact that Seff was someone closer than just a stranger who got lost in our coven.“...cia …Ly…cia …Lycia!”A hand shook me making me look at two faces peering down at me weirdly.“What?” I asked, shaking myself out of the trance I was in as I sat up straighter to look at them properly from where I was seated on a bean bag in Travis’s room.“Nothing much Travis was asking if you’d like a beer?” Esme answered looking at me suspiciously while Travis gave me a smile.Alcohol definitely sounded like something I would nee
*LYCIA*I had changed.When and how it happened had been beyond me but the culprit was that stupid lycan who called me his mate.Walking back taking the shorter route back home I couldn’t deny that after what had happened I really just wanted to see his face.The cool night air caressed my skin and worked as a salve on the burning spot that I had scratched red to erase the feeling of a pair of lips that wasn’t his. The area burned and my hands still itched but somehow my heart felt contended knowing that I had done the right thing.Even though I had been a big player before I could wait out a little more before touching someone sexually while a person who claimed me to be their mate was around me.‘So you care about his feelings?’ the voice in my head that had taunted me before asked once again forcing me to think. I didn’t like it. These questions were defying my basic personality and beliefs.Why would I care for Seff’s feelings? I was just being a decent person and giving him some
*SEFF*I had changed.I knew exactly when and how it happened and I didn’t mind it until today.Lycia was my mate and I knew she didn’t know about who I was but never before had I been treated the way she did.I was the prince of a Lycan kingdom, everything was served to me on a golden platter and in measure to this small coven my kingdom was ten times bigger. Being one of the head of such a big kingdom had taught me the difference between how a commoner, a lower royalty and a person in my position was treated.If there was something I needed, it would be present before me before I even had to utter a word about it. If there was any inconvenience to me so much as lint on my bed and it got reported to the authorities then the worker would be fired at once and just in case my brother was to hear about it then the person would be risking their life.Such was the life of comfort and power I lived.I am not trying to boast or be arrogant about it and neither did I agree many a times with t
*LYCIA*It was cold.The shivers made me restless and I tried to snuggle closer to Seff, to take in his warmth I wormed around the bed but I couldn't find him anywhere.Where was he when I needed him?Patting the bed for him I find him on neither of my sides making me huff and flutter open my eyes to see that the reason my room was this cold was because of the open window.Did I leave it open last night?I didn’t remember but groggily waking up I looked around the room to see that it was completely empty. The events of yesterday came crashing in my head and realizing that Seff should have been on the Sofa like he had said I got off my bed as if taking a closer look would change the fact that such a big body wasn’t anywhere in my sight.Was he in the bathroom?Rushing towards the door I opened it without any hesitation or care for his privacy to see that it had been just as empty as my room.Where was he?Did he go on a morning run on his own?Walking towards the window I look outside
*LYCIA*I felt like dying.Something just wasn’t right. According to the letter, the distance between mates was supposed to cause them pain because of the incomplete bond but it seemed as if Seff was sure that he would be the only one suffering from this then why is my chest constricting so painfully?Did the separation cause these adverse side effects of the bond?“Lycia, don’t be dramatic! No matter how you act, I am not going to agree to let you keep another pet,” Mom said glaring at me as she used her magic to serve us dinner.I wanted to say that I wasn’t trying to fuss about it but I barely felt like I had any energy to pick up my head off the dining table or turn it to the other side to avoid seeing her glaring green eyes.Approaching footsteps made my mother shift her eyes from me to my dad who took his seat next to me and in front of her. “It’s been a whole day, are you sure she isn’t actually sick? She always used to get a fever after throwing a fit demanding a pet.”Feeling