"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
Lucien smiles at me, praising me wordlessly for how I look. What did I even look for him? In his eyes, I was just a woman. But I was so wrong.The way the world stops spinning just for me, the lights are focused on him while he makes me the centre of his universe with that gaze. I couldn't force myself to stop, but as we reach the rooftop, a loud bang in the air brings me out of my thoughts. My eyes widen."L-Lucien..." the sky was painted with warm hues of orange and red with fire. The fireworks that explode makes me think of an art, even if it was momentary in the sky. Tears start pooling in my eyes."The world doesn't need to know, but you are my queen anywhere, anytime. I love you, Laura." My tears were given a reason. Crashing into his body, I see up and see the fireworks drowning down in the atmosphere but it still looked so beautiful. The pack members must be confused upon the appearance of such a huge firework in the air.This was a confession.A confession from a monster tha
Gorius was worried for a reason. When we get to the arena, we see the man fighting off the greasy Banshees. They are like infinite in number and we, especially me with my vision can hardly make out where he is!To be honest, I was worried for Lucien at the moment. "I can't see him!" The girl beside me shouts. "We can't even kill them! How long is he going to keep up with them!?" The other woman shouts in vain. Indeed, I've heard that from many people now. Banshees are the worst taboo when killed.Like the souls of humans who seek revenge, Banshees are even worse at this game. They hint down the very souls of the werewolves who kill them, and if that wasn't enough, they haunt everyone else who is associated with that Werewolf. When Lucien and Jasmine narrated a few incidents to me the other night, I was flabbergasted to say the least.Banshees are truly, the worst.But none beats a Siren in terms of revenge though. They follow what we call as revenge. For sirens, it's a game. They
Things have been going pretty smoothly since then. People have started to put their trust in me. I was the one who saved their beloved king from perpetual damage and impeding bad luck, but mistakes have been made. We did not realize it, not even when the guards were collecting the bodies of the deceased banshees and none pointed out that one body.That one body whose neck was twisted and no needle across their corpse.Matters were taken lightly, and since then... Lucien and I have gotten even more closer. Unexpected. I did not expect the puppy love of his to thaw my heart like this. The love and care in his eyes makes me melt every time.Like right now too."Do you want some more?" He asks me for the beans whilst I gently shake my head. A smile on my face of course. "You may continue, love." I swear I heard the group of bad natured women beside me growl underneath their breaths. But hey, I've also discovered one thing. I love irritating and annoying people. Especially my foes. The
"Super freaky, huh?" My consequences have an identity and a name. It's Lucien. Sighing heavily, I turn around to find Lucien waving off to the guy who holds an umbrella above his head. Taking the glasses off, Lucien walks across me to open the car door."You're right, Jasmine. The driver shall be disturbed. That's why it's only me and Laura going to the site, aight?" Lucien says and I almost feel my ears bleeding. Did I hear that right? With sheer anxiety, I get inside as the driver quickly makes his way out of the seat. I watch the tall man walk around the deck of the car and occupy the driver's seat beside me.For a fun fact, I haven't ever been invited to sit in the shotgun seat. It was always me with my bike or the lounge like seating behind. I smile at Jasmine who shakes her head at something Lucien does behind my back. Eden was right there behind Jasmine, coming down the stairs. Waving at him, he gives a much enthusiastic as well as a sassy wave. I know what he means by that.
Lucien's POV Her brown hair is entangled into my bare arm. She sleeps soundly, and I shall curse myself if she was awake because of me. Gently putting her back on the bed after freeing myself from her locks, I realize we were kind of sweating. Smiling nonetheless, I see her turn in her sleep. Deciding to get a few things cleared from my thoughts, I get up to walk towards the balcony.Filling myself a glass of red wine, I sip the savory sweet flavor which eases my mind. Just a bit. I wish there was a sure way to see through the future and predict things right away. Since morning, there has been an undying thought inside me. "What if the closest person to you betrays you?" It was like my inner consciousness was fighting against the world. When that question came to my mind, the only person I thought of was Laura.She has become the epicenter of my whole existence. I didn't care about the world. Heck! I was even ready to give up on the title of the King for her! I am that bound to her
What could they sirens be thinking now?The question has been lingering in my mind for way too long now. A glass of wine in my hand and a person staring comcernlynat my back. Turning around, I find Laura wanting to speak something, but far too shy to do so."You can tell me, Laura." It has been a few hours since the sirens have poofed into thin air. Laura has been concerned for the kingdom since then.Or maybe she is just thoughtful for herself and her hidden plan with the Sirens. Blood loving, ungracious sirens."Calm and collected. How are you experienced with their disappearance." Her shoulders up and body stiff, she asks me."Well," The breeze falls on my bare back as I smile, "They never left a note. Nor can I determine who was that for." I say. There is an unexplained contour in her face as I see under the moonlight. She approaches me, like a cautious deer against the lake shore,"Then I'll be blessed if it was for you." Saying, she kisses my cheek to go to sleep. I smirk, under
Laura's POV Confessions. They're such a pain.Lying down on the bed, I realise the man across my head is nonchalantly silent. Unlike his usually self where he'd kill me with jokes. I found it rather awkward this way. The silence is threatening."So... have you found anything about the Banshee attack?""If you're asking for any leads in this stupid search, then no. Not yet. We have lost our way." I sit upright. "Lost your way?" He wasn't exactly the type to forget and forgo. Something was definitely wrong and I was going to find out through this questioning."If I may know, why did you order them to come back? The investigation might go on." His head turns towards me. As expected, he has a confused and doubtful expression towards me."I know because I've heard you talking." I mumble, my head low."You shouldn't eavesdrop on me. People will consider that dangerous." I gasp. Why did he say that to me? Our eyes remain locked for as long as I can remember. My breathing was shallow and ra