Zelena.
I've been neglecting everyone, caught up in my own selfish disaster zone. Gunner’s hands moved down to my stomach, just as the pup gave a mighty kick.
“You’ve been a little busy, my love” he said softly and nuzzled his nose into my neck. He moved his lips over my neck and the top of my shoulder. Butterflies came to life in my stomach and a gentle heat came to life in my nether region. I love how he can make me feel so hot with nothing more than a kiss. I tilted my head back to give him more access and he gladly to advantage of it, hungrily moving his lips over my skin. The heat in my groin intensified and a low growl bubbled through my parted lips.
“Little wolf, if you keep that up, I may just have to take you back to bed” Gunner cooed seductively,
“I’m not opposed to that” I moaned back,
“Mm, you’re a minx. But I have a better idea” he chuckled and lifted me into his a
Zelena. Smith and I headed back to the main house, with Tobias close behind. We sat down on the porch swing as Tobias perched himself on the railing opposite us. We sat quietly for a minute or two, with Smith rocking us gently. I studied the side of his face as he looked out over the village. His dark red hair sat in a mess of shaggy curls on top of his head. Some tendrils were long enough to reach his eyes, while others hung down past his neck. Smith’s chin was hard and straight, chiselled and defined. His nose was straight and turned up at little at the end. But it only added to his rugged good looks. When Smith smiles, with his broad mouth and perfectly white teeth, it’s hard not to smile along with him. He has always had this happy-go-lucky way about him. I kind of envy that part of him. “Tobias, can we have a few minutes alone please?” I asked and looked up at him, “No” he grunted back. “What do you mean no?” I challenged annoyed, “I mean
Zelena. “Goddess bless you” Lunaya cried. “I’m so sorry to interrupt” Roe’s voice came from the door. Lunaya let me go and we both stepped back from each other, each of us wiping the fresh tears from our face. I turned to smile at Roe, who was looking back at me with love and pride shining from her eyes. “Dinner is on, ladies” she said and looked at each of us, “And Smith” she said smiling at him. “Thank you, we’re coming” I said back. I went to walk for the door when Lunaya took my hand again. “Zelena, when you have some time, there are some things that we really need to talk about” Lunaya said urgently. I was actually a little shocked by the alarm in her voice. “Okay, sure. Tomorrow?” I said slowly, “Yes tomorrow, I'll come by after breakfast” she said with a shallow exhale. Alyse took her hand and looked up at her proudly. I don’t like this, I think this may be something big. Great. Now I feel nauseous. “Come
Whiskey.It was a small little town, spread out over a vast amount of land. However, the constant traffic and movement made it feel closed in and busy. People were actively moving around the streets, going in and out of buildings. All of them, just going about their day as if it was any other normal day. Little did they know there was danger hiding among them. I tried to blend in as much as I could, played myself off like a curious tourist. Though I think I stuck out like a sore thumb. I feel awkward around civilians. Their deluded sense freedom, and their complete obliviousness to the horrors of the world around them, it infuriates me. I don't want to be here any longer than I need to be. The longer I stay, the more risk there is of being noticed. And attention is not something I need. What I do need is a boat.I made my way towards the water's edge. The buildings became more spread out and isolated the closer to the water I got. That worked to my advantage. Down by t
Whiskey. I closed my eyes and drifted off, only to relive the same dream that has taunted me all my life. --- She was back. Just like always. She stood before my small and beaten body, looking down at me. She looks just like me, or like I did a I child. Her mouth was moving as per usual. She was talking to me, but she didn’t make a sound. I strained my hearing trying to hear her words, but there was nothing. I stood up slowly, and as I rose, I grew. I went from being a small broken child to the strong woman I am today. The me in front of me changed as well. She grew as I did. I watched her body change, get taller and more womanly. I watched her face grow, chubby cheeks morphed to a slim face with big eyes. But when she stopped aging, she looked back at me and smiled. She moved her hands down and placed them over her swollen stomach. She was pregnant. I looked down at my own stomach, and I was pregnant. This had never happened before. How could I be pregnant.
Whiskey. As I laid on the ground, trying to regather my mind, I could hear shouting and more gunfire. I tried to lift my head, but each time I moved, my body screamed back in pain. Pain was something I am used to. I was able to shift myself so that I was sitting up, leaning against a large piece of concrete. I grabbed at the spot on my head that hit the ground. My warm blood was seeping down my face and getting into my eyes. I wiped it away and tried to peer through the blurriness and the pain. I followed the sounds of the shouting and was able to make out a few shapes. People shapes, but their attention wasn’t on me. I wiped away the fresh stream of blood and looked to where they were focussing. It was Saxton, or Saxton’s wolf. He had his jaws buried into the neck and shoulder of one of the hunters, he was shaking his head furiously as the man screamed in pain. The other men were lining up their guns and aiming at Saxton. A feeling of fear filled my entire being. In a split
Whiskey. I headed back to the top deck and peered out into the darkness. The air coming off the water was cold, I liked it. The icy freshness seeped into my skin, chilling my bones. My skin prickled with goosebumps and a shiver ran down my back. I love that feeling. It tickles at my dark frozen heart. I knew I was getting close, I could sense it. Perhaps an hour out now, maybe less. And just in time. Dark storm clouds were rolling across the sky, coming from the direction of the land. Hopefully, I can dock before they hit. The waves were bashing against the sides of the fishing boat, throwing it all around the place. The metal screamed under the pressure of the water. The land was right there, I could see it through the pouring rain, I just couldn’t manoeuvre the stupid boat through the storm to reach the shore. Fuck it. I collected my bag, shoving my clothes and shoes back inside it. I then put it, and the document case, into watertight plastic bag. With some extra
Whiskey. Saxton leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. The crowd moved back, creating a large circle in the middle of the hall. Dante removed his shirt and danced around the middle of the space, showing off to the crowd. I am really going to enjoy this. I do wonder what Saxton is trying to prove by having me fight his father. Perhaps it's just some kind of unresolved childhood vendetta thing. Lord knows I have enough of those. “Last chance to back out little girl” Dante teased, “No. I'm good” I said with a smile. This seemed to anger Dante more. He stretched out his arms and jumped up and down on the spot, warming his body. I stood facing him with my hands behind my back, waiting for him to advance first, which I know he will. He is going into this too cocky, he already thinks he has won. He'll be sloppy, and he will concentrate more on showing off for his comrades than he will on his movements. I can use that against him. Unsurprisingly, I
Zelena. Numb. That’s what I was now. Numb. Numb to the pain, numb to the fear, numb to the emptiness. I had nothing left. No emotions, no feelings, just deep dark nothing. The happiness that my memories were meant to evoke, was non-existent. The sadness that I thought his departure would cause me, was nowhere to be found. I had nothing. My lifeless body laid motionless on the bed. I don’t know what day it is, nor do I care. I don’t know how long it’s been since he left, nor do I know where he is. I just know that he isn’t here. And without him with me, there was nothing for me here. Hours turned to days and days turned to weeks. But in my mind, it was one long and unbroken patch of darkness. I was conscious to faces that appeared in the room around me. I could hear the low whispers of pleading and encouragement that accompanied them. But I had nothing. No motivation and no desire to be present. I didn’t want to be here without him. I wanted to close my eyes and leave this pl