~I have died every day waiting for youDarling, don't be afraidI have loved you for a thousand yearsI'll love you for a thousand more~ - (Christina Perrie) A Thousand Years ------ -------- -------- --------- Stefanos: It was like a rush of fresh air when I found myself circling the wolf-no a man who couldn’t turn to a wolf anymore, like the prey he was in reality and my predator instinct had just gotten the better of me. “What are you doing?” The quivering voice of the King rang, but all he heard was a series of growls coming from within me. You’ll see. It’s time to get him real scared, in the ways of a real wolf. You dared to steal my omega from me, and you really thought you could get away with it? I challenged. I didn’t know if the King was getting my words but maybe some inner part of him still carried his alpha because when his eyes widened I realised that he indeed heard me. Behind me I heard a series of growls and moaning, suddenly
The thing that awoke Niccolo up from his slumber was the streak of sunlight pouring into his room through the gaps of the curtains. With eyes still half opened, he groaned, realizing that his nape hurt terribly from the position he had fallen asleep. He was still in his desk, a burnt out candle and multiple parchments strewn all over, most of them new. Slowly as Niccolo's eyes adjusted to the room, he stretched his arms out, until the scent wafting into the room hit him. Like an eager dog, Niccolo sniffed the air, feeling his insides soothe from the delicious smell of pancakes and eggs and mountains of bacon. It has been quite a while since he had actually craved for food. Over the last few days everything had seemed so dull to Niccolo, with their music failing them, Niccolo never really felt hungry, or he did but didn't bother to eat. Now, he felt famished, and he was eager to eat, because something told him he did not need to worry about writing terrible music anymore, for he had
~You know that I can’tShow you meGive you meI can’t show you a ruined part of myselfOnce again I put a mask on and go to see youBut I still want you~ - (BTS) Truth Untold ----- ------ -------- ------- ----- ----- ------- Stefanos: Arriving back to my tower, my humble home felt like a long lost dream. Back in Elixie I never thought I would make it back until the fresh and fruity fragrance coming straight from my garden hit me. It was nostalgic and yet it really felt like I was finally home. Wraya dropped me on the large and spacious balcony of the tower as I quietly jumped off of him. Then dropping Draco first and then safely having given Xenia to her house, not at least before attaching a sweet nice kiss on her forehead did I finally think of making myself to my own home. “You did so much for me Wraya, I’m so proud of you.” I said, stroking the dragon’s large scaly head with my fingers. The dragon hummed in appreciation to my words, thrilled that
~You’re my sun, the one and only in this worldI bloom for you, but you make me thirstyIt’s too late, too lateI can’t live without youEven if I‘m drying out, I try harder to reach you~ - (BTS) Run ---- ------ -------- -------- -------- ------------ Stefanos frowned at the sight before him. With his hands folded around his chest, Stefanos stared at his surroundings, watching as sellers and buyers continued their day to day activities, screaming the price of this vegetable and that meat. Nothing had changed. The village of Vesilios was just as it had been, like as if Stefanos had never left. While to him it felt like he had spent a whole year in Elixie, to the people of the village it was just another usual week. But a tiny little difference had actually occurred. You see, the girls that were captured as slaves along with Xenia, had returned home as well. How you ask? Quite simple actually. One, the Queen of Elixie and former princess of
~Baby, I'm preying on you tonightHunt you down, eat you aliveJust like animals, animals, like animals-malsMaybe you think that you can hideI can smell your scent from milesJust like animals, animals, like animals-mals~ -(Maroon5) Animals ---------------- ----------------- Stefanos: Just like the previous day, I found myself back in the flower meadow, but this time with Draco and Xenia. Xenia gave out a screeching shout of happiness as she ran across the field like a happy little butterfly who finally found solace among the flowers, and I couldn’t blame her. Her scent had a fruity texture within it now and I realised since the morning that it was a little off when she arrived but now it was back to being pleasant. “Wow! I can’t believe you both hid this enormous masterpiece from me. I must say how very disappointed I am.” Draco acted dramatically, his eyes shone in pure delight at the large expanse of the meadow and the peacefulness that surrou
~It feels like everyone's happy but meIt hurts more when I smile than when I cryThough I try to hold it back every day, though I try to hang in thereBut it's not working so wellRight now, what I need is your hand~ - (TXT) Run Away ----- ------ ------- ------ -------- ------- ------ Draco had never thought he would have the leisure of seeing Stefanos aboard, or even better, enter his humble tower. Leaving a stunned and flabbergasted Xenia behind, Draco left in a hurry with a dizzy Stefanos, who, due to his rut situation, wasn't really faring well. Not only was his wolf in turmoil, but his human body had lost a lot of energy as well, so when Draco and he had engaged in a fight, it was clear who was winning. Draco, of course. Making sure not to hurt him too much, Draco left the man for unconscious and soon asked, no- pleaded with Xenia to just go home for the day and that he would take Stefanos back. And to his surprise, the omega obliged, not ar
~Why you sad? I don’t know. I don’t knowSmile, say 'I love you'Look at me, even I gave up on myselfEven you can’t understand meYou say I’m unfamiliar, changed into the one you used to likeYou say I’m not myself which you knew wellNo? What do you mean no? I’m blindLove? What the heck is love? It’s all fake love~ - (BTS) Fake Love ----- ------- ------- ------- ------ -------- Stefanos: If it wasn’t the light bursting on my face from large the large window I would still find myself lying on a sweat and liquid covered bed for hours now. My limbs and hands felt like they haven’t been stretched in years and there was a profound ache coming from my lower side and my back. I wished at that moment I had some telekinetic powers so I could just bring those thick velvet curtains down because with all the mess that was my body I also hated the feeling of sunlight just poring on my face when I just woke up from the deadliest of times. With a lot of difficult
~This is the real you and this is the real meNow we've seen the end and not even resentment is leftI've woken up from the sweet dream and I close my eyesThis is the real you and this is the real me~ - (BTS) Outro: Tear ---- ----- ---- ----- ------ ---- ----- ------ Stefanos's eyes slowly drifted open as he heard the soft knocking on his door, before the knocker pulled open the door himself and in walked Draco, but he wasn't alone. From Stefanos sitting position on the bed, he watched as Draco ushered another man inside the room, perhaps in his forties, with a bushy moustache and spectacles that sat in the tip of his nose. "Stefanos de Vesilios?" The man asked, but for some reason, the said man couldn't bring himself to answer. All he did was stare. Which of course didn't sit well with the new comer, for soon Draco was covering for him. "Yes, that is him Mr Gregoire. He is the patient." "And does his illness also state that he is mute?" "Yes