It was suffocating. Even when I tried to breathe normally, I couldn't help this lingering feeling of devastation inside me. To elucidate my sentiments at this point seemed to be difficult for me. It was supposed to be this way. I should've known the consequences. However, I was younger than Augustus, I was supposed to be the mature and wise one judging I was the female. It was shameless of me to even think about a mated male. One with a child.I again tried to take a deep breath as I watched the duo conversing silently with their eyes and emotions. Augustus had an ingenious look mauled over his features. Whereas, the younger male looked to and fro between his father and me now and then. It was so intriguing how much identical he looked to his father. Unrealistic in a way that I had barely seen any child looked as bewildered as this young male. The only difference I could point out was the innocence in his sparkling eyes unlike his father, the small pout of confusion on his soft pink l
Losing someone dear to your heart always brought enormous pain and life-long drive, a sole remembrance of devastation, plastered with hundreds of sleepless nights and restless days. I've been through it, not only when I lose my parents but also when I watched my brother dying and the worse, my moon blessed killed him. I could feel his pain surprisingly. The look he had on his face was once on mine, tears that were souvenirs of our sufferings. I wanted to reassure him, to hold his fragile body in my arms, and alleviate him that everything was going to be fine, but I knew none of this mattered, knowing neither his mother was ever going to come back nor my brother. They were gone, for different reasons, in different ways.Still, I placed my hand on his back, and before I knew it, I was rubbing his back soothingly. Despite my consolations, I felt his body tensing and he hung his head low when I noticed his fingers interlaced with each other with tear drops falling over his lap.My heart
The stars shined brighter than ever, the frigid touch of wind that once was meant to calm my soul, now made me warmer than ever and the moon, how could I not admire it, for once, I thanked the moon goddess to letting a person like Augustus come in my life. It was not a purposeful meeting of ours, but something that moon must have prepared for me, to mend the mistake of making a cruel and heartless creature like Xerxes to be my mate.And then there was this feeling, something so blissful and in-between serenity, and peace, that now finally my life was becoming a little better. The thought that I was going to flee from here too was somewhat becoming a blur, the feeling I was coming to suddenly like.Augustus stroked his thumb over the back of my hand, delicate enough to let me feel his sentiments and tight enough to not let me pull my hand away, not that I was going to but I liked this. Not to forget the smile that was still there on my lips, something so strange to me.I could barely r
"Pancakes or toast?"My sleepless eyes moved toward her and I mumbled with a small smile."Anything would be fine."She nodded and turned her back towards me as she mixed the batter of pancakes. I was never a picky eater. Though there were times when I threw some tantrums here and there for not eating the time I had to spend caged in Xerxes's pack, I came to realise the worth of the food. Of course, I would if it meant eating once in three days, not full but only two slices of bread with a glass of water.Xerxes was a cruel male, his antics, his ways, his words, everything about him was horrendous. Sometimes, I wonder if he ever felt any remorse or guilt for anything he did to me. It was torturous for me, but never he batted a lash on my condition. Instead of pain, my bloodied body caused him immense pleasure, my sufferings caused him joy. What deeds I had done to get him as my moon blessed, only God could know that."Katty!"I wanted to laugh, ironic how my brother used to call me th
Dread and shame washed over me and I couldn’t help but look towards the door now and then. My eyes flickered to and fro between the man sitting at his desk, as he frowned once in a while looking at my reports and leaving a deep sigh, and the door as I anticipated Augustus’s visit.James had already informed me that Augustus would be here anytime and I didn’t want to face him, not after knowing he knew half of my past. I took a deep breath to calm myself as I fidgeted with my fingers.“I can smell your anxiousness, you know, right?” I jumped as James closed the file with my reports and adjusted his glasses. I shook my head.“I’m not anxious, it’s just…I don’t know how to face him,” I mumbled rather quietly. I heard him sigh as he leaned back and crossed his arms across his chest.“Well, I would’ve given you some advice but looks like time beats me to it.” I frowned at his words and actions as he pushed the chair back and stood up to walk towards the door.“Where are you go-“ Words h
“Aconite is more poisonous for hibernated wolves than a normal one. I need to get more of her blood sample for further clarifications.”“About the cure? Isn’t there anything of that sort?” My voice shattered at the end. When I finally got my freedom, my life was giving up on me. James hummed, flipping through pages of the book. His eyes glued on particular words, assessing, he mouthed the words silently as he nodded understanding the meaning before looking to my left.“Aconite is a poison. There is no specific antidote for Aconite poisoning. In primitive medical sciences, dehydrated borax is mentioned for the management of aconite poisoning. I have some stored in the hospital, but it is not a permanent solution.” James explained and my fists clenched and my head lowered. Augustus tensed beside me. “There have to be something, some plant, herb, anything at all. Every poison has its cure.” Augustus tried to reason. A sigh of defeat left my throat. Of course, I was born pathetic, and I
Lightning cut through the grey clouds, and raindrops fall to the ground, making the sweet aroma of Earth invade my nostrils. My lids felt heavy like I was drowning deeper and deeper into the slumber of darkness. His fragile touch brushed the hairs off my face in a gentle caress that melted me in his touch. Leaning back against the seat, I took a deep breath, my head tilting towards the window as I blinked looking out. “How are you feeling?” His rich honey-laced voice reached my ears, soothing the raging of my emotions. Everything felt surreal, out of this world. My emotions, his touch, his presence, the rain, and the clouds, that does nothing but made my emotions heightened. “I’m fine,” my voice barely reached my ears but Augustus nodded regardlessly. His eyes trailed on the front, as he drove us to his house. After leaving the hospital, he suggested I should rest until James find something to cure Aconite Poisoning. The clouds gathered around just as we stepped out of the hospita
Love was a dangerous emotion, it always was, even when I despised it most, I was slowly coming to admire the word again. Xerxes’s sick love had morphed into an obsession, and I was suddenly having flashbacks of my past. I was holding onto a piece of me I desperately wanted to let go of. My efforts to start over and leave my past behind were all in vain. He scared me. Terrorised me. Ironic how the mate I thought I was in love with was the sole reason that made me feel the hatred that much. My body felt overly exhausted, my limbs aching, the back of my spine screaming with agony as I adjusted myself in the seat. His warm hand clasped against my thigh as his touch assured me.“Sleep. We’ll be there shortly.” His whispered words stirred a wave of calmness in me. And I shockingly closed my heavy lids. The weather outside looked delicate, reminding me of the days I missed the most. Spring was my favourite time of the year. The sun's rays were warmer, and the air was soft. Golden hues chirp