Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)
Alessandro and I were on our way to the office now. We were in separate cars of course because Alessandro plans to go back home after work and I do not think I would be going back home either way. I did not tell Alessandro this, but after that dream last night, I had decided that maybe it is time that I start training so that I could learn to defend myself better. I cannot carry on depending on Alessandro to always come by in time to save me when I am in distress.
I have all of these powers, that people are literally dying for, and I do not use them. That is the epitome of wasting my talents. So, after work today, I thought I could drop by Alveric’s place and see if he would be willing to teach me a thing or two. I meant he did tell me that I would be allowed to stop by so that he can train me himself. He said that there are few things that he is aware of which enables him to train me and that is why my parents sent me t
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)It was at the end of my workday now and Alessandro and I were just packing away our things to take our leave for the day. Today work was rather slow because Alessandro mostly had a lot of catching up to do with clients, he missed meetings with due to poor job done by Ms. Stephanie, so now I am left to clean up her mistakes.I did not mind though. Every time I would come through with something, Alessandro would always be left with a great impression by myself. It was rather motivating to continue doing a great job because he would express more than just his appreciation for a job well done.I was quite in a hurry to get out of the office because I made plans to see Alveric today. I did not want to mention the fact that I would be going out tonight to meet with another man, because then Alessandro
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I had just gotten to Alveric’s place. I could lie and tell myself that I was okay, but I was not. I felt nervous and scared about the idea of training and becoming stronger. I barely knew much about my own identity. I am scared that if I learned more about using my powers, I would discover things about myself that I would wish to never know. Meanwhile, I do want to know about my background. Like where I came from, why I have all of these powers, how is it possible for me this powerful and why everyone is after me. Yes, I may be powerful but now I question every relationship that I make with someone because I could never tell whether it is genuine or if it only exists because of a personal gain.Even with Alessandro. I am always on edge and at moments when I find myself trying to open up to him, I shu
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)Alveric started by telling me the true story about Adelina, his husband and me. I stared at him intently as he passionately explained my life story to me. It is crazy to think that I once felt like an outcast when in reality so many people want me to be theirs – sure, for the wrong reasons, but it is only because I hone all of these skills and abilities that they are envious of and would do just about anything to have for themselves.“Now that I have told you about Adelina. I must explain to you about how you came to be.”“Are you going to tell me about the birds and the bees? Because I would hate to break it to you…I figured that one on my own years ago.” I cut him off.He chuckled lightly and shook his head.“No. While every other supernatural being may have biological parents, I hate to be the one to break it to you, but you do not have biological parents. You
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)I took a deep breath and sighed out loud as I leaned back on the couch on the couch and allowed myself to digest the information I had just received. That is a lot to digest in just a short space of time, but I told myself that I am stronger than I originally thought. I did not want to show weakness at all. Now that I know I am just looked at and judged, I felt like I needed to overachieve now, and I needed to step up my game. Now that I know all of this information, I kind of regret asking those questions now. I wish I stayed ignorant about it all but for some reason I felt like it would have been near impossible to train if I did not know much about myself. In the beginning I thought I was just a mere hybrid, being that I was made up of both werewolf parts and vampire parts. Which is essentially parts that play a role in life and death. If you were to think about it, a werewolf is one with nature as they are associated with the moo
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)For some reason, my vampiric side immediately arose. I grabbed ahold of Alveric and flashed us both outside.He looked at me with a stunned look on his face which soon faded to a questioning look.“What is wrong? Why did you do that?”“Edith? Edith Whittaker?”His eyes widened in surprise, and he gasped.“Do you know her? Have you already met her?” he asked me in a hush tone.I shook my head and made eye contact with him.“Is she not the second witch that had been prophesized to kill me?” I inquired further.He nodded his head.“She is working with Dimitri. Their plan was to work separately where he would capture me, while she captured my parents, and they would work
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)Alveric and I stood outside as we waited for his friend to appear. I was a bit nervous for this entire ordeal to go down because I just had an inkling that things were about to get even worse. There is no chance in delaying war as it will occur inevitably, but right now, I would do just about anything to keep it from happening or at least avoid it.“What did you mean by you could not get rid of Edith? She served her purpose, resurrecting my parents. There is no need for her to be here anymore, is there?” I pushed.Alveric kept his eyes to the floor as he grew increasingly quiet. Well that is not suspicious at all.I thought sarcastically.“To get Edith to help me pull Laila and Orin out of limbo, did not come without a price. Please be mindful that in order to successfully get them, we had to play with death as well as trick it in order to get out of limbo with our souls in tack. To get t
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)His eyes met mine and he immediately approached me. I could tell his fangs were growing longer with each step he took. When he got closer to me, he bent a little to get to my level before he place his lips near to my ear. It felt odd to have someone this close to my ear and not feel any air escaping from their lungs, but I guess it would make sense that he does not breathe because he is a vampire- his is not alive.“Mine.” He whispered before he sunk his fangs into my neck.I wanted to protest, but the more I fought the urge, the more I felt like my dark side was coming to the surface.“Oh honey, I belong to no one, however, you belong to me. I own you now.” I heard a smooth sultry voice, only to realize it was my own.She is out. My vampire side. My alter ego. My other personality.Suddenly, I found myself grabbing Ambrosius by the neck and flipping us around so that I could
Isla Kalashnikov (P.O.V.)“Okay, so back to our regular program please. Ambrosius, I need you to get rid of Edith.” Alveric ordered and this immediately got Ambrosius’ attention.“Why? What did she do? Are you finally getting the hint that she is very annoying? The girl talks so much and to think she would be around for eternity. That is just not okay.” Ambrosius stated and I felt a pang of jealousy in me as I thought about the possibility that Ambrosius and Edith may have been spending time together. Even if that meant her annoying him, in my messed up head that would only prove to me that they have spent so much time together that he eventually grew weary of her present – enough to not want to be around her anymore.That sort of conclusion does not happen after only being around someone for