As Alpha, he was raised to believe every good deed any of his people should do reflected on him and the bad ones were as though he himself had done it, so as they continued to walk while fiona stopped to ask questions occasionally Alex was filled with shame and guilt on Athena's behalf. So the man she had ordered to be tortured and murdered was someone's family. Not that anyone that thought he was a loner cared for by no one. But now that he was side by side with his daughter seeing her pain, it was different. The man Athena had ordered to be killed if only to make an example of him, now he cant be so sure that this girl wasn'teven the one to climb to window and aim an arrow specially carved for Athena. She had orphaned this girl, and wasn't bothered about it. Heck she had even probably forgotten. Was that why her mother's spirit haunted her? Or what if, it was her mother's spirit that tormented her and pushed her to do the things she does, who's to say the incident he witnessed was
The entire assembly of cowards went quite, an outsider was voicing out crucial problems they were too scared to admit."You really don't know when to stop do you?" Damien started to walk towards him. Were you no a guest here I would have severed your head before the echoes of your words died down. One more foot out of turn and your existence will cease to be a problem.""Damien, calm yourself." Athena surprised everyone with her calm demeanor. "As you have mentioned, Alex is guest here, we and we do not sever the heads of our guest no matter how tempting it maybe, rather we hear them out and listen to the reason behind false accusations." She turned her head to Alex as she said the last words."During my search for the traitor amongst us I realised that perhaps the person's anger might have been justified.""Are you on the side of treason?" Damien was determined to get Alex out of the way."I am of the side of justice and truth.""So who is unjust and a liar then? You dare call the A
"What?" "You heard me." Alex shook off the clean cloth the physician had placed in his arm. Werewolves recover with speed but when they are hurt with fire it takes more time. That was why one of the worse threat given to a werewolf would be a threat of being burnt. Like Atheba's mother had been. "You can leave." He repeated. "I know I didn't have much of a choice when she sent me here, but I'm a doctor I can't leave you like this." "Leave." "But-but your hand. The burn. The Alpha." "My hand my choice don't you think?" He smiled warmly at the confused man. The man had left after that and now that he was sure she cared, he had a plan. No doubt Athena didn't expect his hand in the same condition when he had burst into the meeting. Funny how Damien thought he could fight him. If he used his strength a single blow would take him to his knees. It wasn't that he was feeling kind or forgiving, it wasn't time yet, and more than that he wanted Athena to b
I just checked underneath my shoe and I don't see any organ of yours beneath it.The good doctor will vouch for that but who will vouch for you?You are the one suffering the pain, not I. When your body starts to weaken as the good doctor fears it will, don't say I didn't warn youHe noticed she didn't make anymore comments regarding the name calling. So she was fine with it so long the evidence was destroyed. Interesting.I have a suggestion, let the who caused the pain be the one to take it away.Have you trampled upon so many hearts you can no longer differentiate which mine is? (Not in the literal sense)I am no physician. What could I possibly hope to do.I was wondering how you were standing without your heart to pump blood, the clarification was welcome.Just come and offer moral support, the hallways are usually empty around 6:30 that is in a few minutes time, that's when most of the servants go to the pub, only ones available are the ones fucking their brains out.Moral suppor
"Of course." she said dryly."Tell me Athena, were you a bully or bullied?" He pretended not to notice the bitterness dripping from her reply when he mentioned Ciara. While he entertained her jealously rehearsing fiona, Ciara was his best friend he wouldn't want to ever choose between Athena and she even though he and Ciara knew that undoubtedly he would choose Athena, he prayed she did put him in a position like that, he feared it was highly likely."Have you ever wondered if there could be a third category."She twirled the ring around her fingers as she spoke."Enlighten me." She didn't reply him immediately, the way she focused on the ring it seemed her mind had wandered off some far away place, unlike he did, she didn't smile however, her expression was focused as she scrunched her brows together. The sight was so endearing to him he almost didn't give her a jolt back to reality."Where art thou.""Memory lane." She dropped her hands to her side before sitting on the bed, as she
"I'm not a danger to you.""You can't even get up on your own so yes I know, its not easy to use reason after decades of using impulse." She slid off him and he listened to the sound of his body crying. And imaginary sound but nonetheless.He resisted the urge to tell her that, not just when he wasn't speaking of when he was impaired alone, he is never a danger to her. Instead, his mouth opened of its own volition and a sudden question came out. "How are old are you?" She looked suspiciously at him and before she could say anything, he faked a groan."Is it your hand?""Oh nevermind, its nothing." He made sure to make it sound like he was in pain."Why did you ask me here if you planned on lying to me."Her words hit him deeper than she knew. "You're right, I was hoping you could distract me from this excruciating torture.""The torture you continue to go through because of your stubbornness." Well look where it got him, he was not mad at it. At all.She sighed as if she was frust
"Everything was fascinating. From the way the men laughed and threw arrows, dueled and roared around bonfires, into the dark skies, stars scattered across like pieces of glitters on a taffeta material. It was all fascinating to me. I was a young girl who had never really stepped her feet outside, not to talk more of being around so much people," "I started paying attention to my surroundings and I noticed that I could only see bare-chested, tall men who moved around with glistening loins. I couldn't hide any longer because I had already been spotted. Heck, I didn't even remember to run and hide. So I was pulled into the crowd of men, all bubbling thick with testosterone; so much vigor and strength. I was asked why I came out at this time that children and women were forbidden to be outside. Too young and having no idea what to say, I kept quiet. Well, Reynold Griffith whom you so much respect took an interest in me and asked that the men leave me be. He took me to his tent, sa
Alexander did nothing related to resting. Instead, he tossed in his bed with roughened sheets and overturned quilts as he thought about the woman who constantly set fire to his soul. Having her in his arms was one thing, but her sharing a portion of what she experienced in the past was divine. Slowly, he was starting to melt through her ice. Sheet by sheet, till he finally melted it all. It was going to take quite a while but he was ready for this task, daunting as it was. After several minutes of laying in bed restless, Alex stood to his feet and walked to the large bay window situated on the westernmost part of the room. The curtains were drawn, all thanks to Athena who had an aversion for brightly lit rooms. She had shut the curtains as soon as she came in and it was left to him to go open it himself. His hand still hurt. The doctor had done him dirty and somehow, it had made things go smoothly between him and his enchantress. He smiled when he remembered how