I was wrong.The jets had pilots and they managed to escape while missiles were locked and loaded at them but...a few guards of Lucien have captured the two pilots who ejected from the top of the Ranger Jets before perpetual damage could occur.I run down the hallways with the guards assigned for me as they yell at me to stop. I wonder why can't they shift into werewolves and stop me in a second. Why do they lack that kind of intelligence?I can't deal with this anymore. The moment I saw those two pilots being dragged with chains around them like dogs, I felt my very core begin to shake. He will kill them. Mercilessly even."Lucien! Lucien, stop!" I see Lucien hastily walking towards those men who shiver upon the burning stature of the male walking towards them. Human or not, Lucien possessed that beastly aura around him which could make everyone cower like slaves in front of him. I run towards the male in a meek attempt at stopping him from harming anymore people of mine, but Gorius
I don't know where to begin. His lust filled eyes stared at me while I was a mess with the specks of liquor that falls on my pajamas. The disgusting smell of his breath intoxicated with alcohol makes my head turn away on its own, until he forces me back to look into his devious eyes."Why do you do this? You have a choice.""I don't have a choice." He seethes unnecessarily in anger at me. Pushing his hand away, making some of the overflowing liquid from his hand fall back on my dress, I move several feet away from him in the confined space of the balcony. As if the things aren't smaller enough, he corners me straight into the wall and I couldn't find myself out from this situation."I don't have a choice. Because I am genetically modified to be a killing machine." He says, baffling me out of my mind."What?" I don't believe him and ask him with vigor, making an irritated face because if his drunkenness is making him blabber unbelievable things, then I'd slap him and satisfy myself whi
If smelling the air for emotions was a thing, then I was definitely experiencing jealousy around me. Expelling air out of my lungs, my body turns away to give space to the first one of the triad for the second round. Gorius shouts the same directions for archery.Three sets later, I hail with my personal score of 7, 8, 8. Not bad for a beginner.Jasmine comes to hug my hand as I pat her back affectionately and say everything that she needed to hear from me. All the praises and goodies for the ear. The man behind us approaches to where we were gathered. Women move away when he scrutinized their exposed attires and attractive make up. He sighs, but I can clearly see him distracted while he walks so slowly towards us.My hands crossed, the swarm of women surround the King and at the epicenter of this hurricane was us three. I felt uncomfortable, clearly."Nice aim. Won't you shoot one straight through my heart, sweetie?" His guts...To flirt with me in front of the public made me forget
My eyes widen gradually. A Phoenix, he said. His hand caressing my back gives me goosebumps all over. I didn't know how my body reacts to his physical touch when my mind was absent from the scenario. I gulp a huge amount of my saliva and stare into his eyes.Maybe I hold answers unknown to people. That Phoenix... might be my mother. Yes.I was told, or rather self discovered the fact that I was a cursed offspring between the love of an ordinary man and an extraordinary Phoenix species. I didn't know much about their love story, but it prevailed just until I turned nine and then everything went downhill.Love is a bond between two people that is expected to last forever. But my parents believed that even a spark of a moment is love. And that spark existed only for a decade before they separated ways and left me with an untold secret. That I had a recessive Phoenix blood flowing inside me.Alas.But what was the wish the 'Phoenix' asked to this witch? I was mightily curious. "I don't
Throwing on a very royal dress in the most haphazard way, I run down the hallways with the gown all crumpled in my fists. I reach the court hall. It was filled with maidens of all caste and creed and mostly werewolves. At the top for he throne was King Lucien who orders us to close up the doors.I look behind myself and see the women who were late were being taken away and not allowed inside the hall. Was it that he was waiting for me and closed the door immediately after? Seems so.Coming back to the scenario, the sirens who look hideous as ever in their original forms, they take over the space in front of the King while giving some space in between so he is seen. I keep staring at Lucien. Why doesn't he ever wake me up? Freeing myself of his magnetic presence, I start paying attention to the men who are in front of me, about to speak. "As we all are aware," Wow, they have a really good throw in their voice, "We Sirens are here at your palace for the annual fest that needs security
My mouth falls ajar. She is going to let me be a Phoenix? I wasn't aware of that. I only knew I had the blood in me and was forbidden to let anyone on this earth know about it but... "Don't question yourself, Laura. With me by your side, you've got nothing to worry about." My old lady says. Giving her a little hug, she tells me to go back to the castle while pretending the Sirens took me to a location that I've known for trade. For the moment, I could only think about the Trade bureau of the city. I look at the blue civic part ways while we go up the hill. The tear drop from my eye slowly cascades along my cheek and chin, dripping on my hand. It's only then I realise the mental pressure that was put onto me since then.When I come back to the Palace which was around the time of lunch, I meet Jasmine first. "Shall we give a quick revision on how to eat like a badass princess?" The eleven year old grins while we make a run towards the table for lunch. But we stop instantly on our tr
My shocked form turns around slowly. Why was I even giving a bloody reaction? Midway, I change to a neutral facade and look at Gorius who stands in his infamous stance. Hands behind his back."What are you doing here... Luna? And your highness." He bows and shows respect to Eden. Wait... who is Eden actually?"I am just here for a walk, Gorius. Nothing to worry about." I say to him."I'd decide that for myself. To find it worrisome or not." He talks rudely to me. I find it rather odd, that he talks so politely to Eden and so bad to his Luna. Sensing Eden move forth towards Gorius, I step in a hear to their conversation."You still haven't said anything to my brother, I believe.""Not a word, your highness." What? I was moist confused.Gorius walks away without further awaiting. Eden gives me a smile that I read to be mischievous. He might be hiding something from everyone. "Don't say this to anyone yet, please." He says and I walk towards him, cutting the distance and improving secre
"Whoa..." I'm not a person to be surprised easily. But my mother right here managed to tell me who is the boss of every game. She is. As a Phoenix. I gulp and take a few steps ahead to her. She fixated her gaze on me and suddenly starts flapping her wings softly. It was enough to raise the dust above, I cover my nose and mouth while still looking at her through the dust."Wow, mother. I'd look like that with wings?" I ask her with silliness. She chuckles and comes back down to the ground. Her wings are almost so tall on her that they drag behind her feet. She lifts one of them, slowly and gently so the speed doesn't scare me like before."Feel it. That's what a healthy wing looks like." Mom says. I smile and ask her the next question."Will I be ready by next week, mother? I don't plan on staying there for long." I let her know. She smiles, softly like a mama bird. The irony. "You'll be ready by a week." Her eyes blink slowly, conveying her love for me. Hugging her with the wings s