“Well, can you?” I ask again when he still continues to look at me, saying nothing.He sighs, shaking his head regretfully.“I can not...” He says but I still continue to stand before him instead of turning and continuing on my way. I don't know what I'm waiting for. What else did I expect him to say other than what he and the Seer had already said times without number? Just as I'm about to turn away, he says,"I know you want explanations... 'If she's not angry about Delilah then why would she leave?' right? 'How can she be happy to stay away from you for two whole months when you wouldn't even allow the maids to change the bedsheets just so you can preserve her essence...''Even if she's angry with you, she should have at least called to let you know she's okay?...'He continues to say the questions I badly want answers for while looking at me as if he wants confirmation. I shrug"What are you now? A Seer?" I say before turning around to start and walking down the stairs.He lau
I am surprised by the amount of people I see on the bleachers from afar. They're Elders and Executives of the pack."What are they all doing here?" I look at Eric as I ask"It was my decision. I want them to know no one is above the law. Not even the members of the Alpha's inner cabinet. "Oh"Left to me, I would have avoided the spectacle but what is done is done. Not that I can send them away now."Do they know the details of what happened?""No. Just that the Gamma chief chose to duel with the Alpha as punishment for something he did." He chuckles. "From their countenance, I can tell they don't think it's much of a punishment until they see the punishment you're capable of inflicting with your fists. Just remember not to kill him by mistake." As we get nearer to the field they all stand in respect the moment they see us approach. "Alpha," They say and bow in unison.I see the surprise on most of their faces which I'm sure is a result of the new look I'm wearing. As Ivar and the
Ash's POVI open my eyes to darkness. Darkness so thick that I can't see anything around me. Not even down my nose. There's also emptiness and silence. I feel weak and hollow kind of. Like everything inside me has been gouged and scooped out. The silence is eerie, heavy, and oppressive. Pressing in on me. Threatening to choke life out of me.And why does it feel as if I'm suspended in the air? Where am I? 'I?...' Who am I? I frown in concentration as I think hard, and search deep within me for an answer... 'Who am I? Who am I? Who am I?'But nothing. Nothing comes to mind. Just the darkness, silence, and emptiness that is within and around me. I manage to raise my hand as high as my weak body would allow it, from where it's resting beside me to my right hip. From there, I slowly move it up to my belly. Then slowly it creeps till it stops at my...I'm naked!Realization finally sets in when my hand makes contact with my bare breast. My hand travels back, moving faster this time t
I listen with rapt attention to the woman who introduced herself as the witch who would help my mate and me in our life mission. She wouldn't say which mission though. She said there was no point in telling me since I'll soon regain my memory."Like I said before, It was just two days ago that I woke your soul and returned your wolf to your body. In another week, your body would have been working perfectly but you woke up too early. Right now some parts of your body are still dead. Your eyes and legs for example. Your brain is where your memories are stored and it's still...""Will I be able to recover fully?" I gently interrupted her. I want to know about that, not about the parts of my body that are dead."The hardest part of this ritual is returning your soul to your body and we've done that successfully. You will be able to recover fully if you listen to me and do everything that I'll be asking you to do. Everything that was supposed to be done automatically while you were dead
"Oh! Goddess! You're sitting!" Lily exclaims.The bathtub or whatever I'm lying in was made in such a way that I can lie flat on my back with my face and ears elevated above the water. Right now I'm not lying flat like I was before. I'm sitting up inside the tub."Look at that! I am indeed sitting!" I also exclaim with excitement. "I'm recovering fast!""Yeah, you are. I think I should give you more shocking and exciting news. Don't you think?""Yes, yes, you should. Any more where that came from?" I ask and we both laugh "Should I still lie flat on my back or continue to sit?" I ask her"Lie flat. Let your body continue to soak in the herbs. For today, at least.""Yes, I agree." I grin as I slowly lay back in the water.I hear as she sigh contentedly then."Everything is almost back on track. Now where did I stop?... Yeah, where you were shocked when you heard what was not even my real age. You know, I'm certainly older than two thousand, nine hundred and eighty years old. I'll have
'Balance between good and evil.' I continue to wonder to myself even after I'm left alone in the room Lily assigned me.Why maintain the balance between good and evil when you have the power to eradicate evil from the world? Why allow evil people to grow and prosper on earth when you can have them destroyed? The ways of the gods are very strange if you ask me.***It took two days of soaking in Lily's special bath for me to be able to stand without aid and I had started to move around by nightfall of that same day. After that, she started the ritual for my eyes. This was painful as hell but I bear it. According to Lily, I have parents and a mate who I was about to get married to. I have to get well quickly so I can return home to them.I regained my eyesight and memory on the same day. It was the morning of the day I was originally scheduled to wake up. It happened unexpectedly, one after the other. Instead of darkness, I opened my eyes to see a bright blue sky filled with birds and
I hear a knock on the door. Instead of answering and telling the person to come in, I turn my back on it. Who else would be knocking if not Lily? This is her house, she sure doesn't need my permission to enter any room in her house.I heard the door creak open after a while that she had been knocking."Sif?" She calls softly."Yeah..." I answer without turning to face her. My voice sounds hoarse and I quickly clear it before asking her,"What do you want me to do? Is it time for another ritual? You can go, I'll be with you soon.""It's not time for another ritual. I came to call you for breakfast... Hearing your voice right now– are you still crying?""No, I'm not crying. And I'm not hungry now. I can always eat later."She sighs out loud."Please stop crying." She pleads, ignoring the lie I just told. "It's been two hours! How can you cry for that long!? You're making me feel bad about myself."I immediately turned to face her on hearing what she said. No, that's not right. How can
I hate daytime. The rise of the sun which usually brings some level of joy to others has only brought sadness to me. My suffering would usually begin with back-breaking chores as the sun rises and would go on and on while getting physically abused in the process, till late in the evening when most pack members finally retire to bed. What makes it worse is that my body is not strong enough to withstand the magnitude of pain they inflict on me, and I don't heal as fast as a normal werewolf should. I feel the impact of every blow and kick they rained on me more than I would have felt if I had gotten my wolf. I'm not a normal werewolf you see. I'm a very late bloomer. Normally, the shifting age for werewolves is fifteen years. Sixteen for late bloomers. When I didn't shift at even seventeen years, I became the omega freak who is the butt of every joke. The stress reliever for every frustrated and the punching bag for every aggressive pack member, most especially those that called themse