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311. Discommunication
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Fated To The Evil Viking 312. Women supporting women
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
Fated To The Evil Viking 313. A dream or not
I freeze with shock. My eyes widen, seriously probing into Lily's own and silently asking if what, or who I just heard spoke wasn't imagined. Am I dreaming? Could all these, including the conversation I just had with Lily, be a dream?She smiles gently as she nods her head, silently assuring me it's not my imagination and I'm not in dreamland. I swallow down the lump that seems to be clogging my throat as I slowly turn around. A sob escapes from my mouth the moment I see her standing with her hands on her hips like she's ready to take on any challenge. She still looks the same, if not younger. Her salt and pepper hair is neatly coiffed as usual with no strand out of place. "Martha! Oh, my god! Is it really you!? You're not dead! It is indeed you!" I exclaim in disbelief as I rush towards her."No, wait!" She hastily says, raising her hand to stop me from coming towards her any further.Wait!? But why? Different assumptions start running through my mind right then as she stops me,W
Fated To The Evil Viking 314. Oh, fuck!
"Uhh... I– I... I wasn't... I mean..." I stammer on and on in embarrassment as the whole class roars in laughter. "Oh, never mind about the explanation. Take..." He says, stretching the marker in my direction. "Since you already understand what I'm teaching then please solve this and explain how you did it to the class."I sigh. Yeah, it's my fault. I admit that at some point I stopped listening and got lost in my thoughts. I blame myself for making the whole class laugh at me. I look at the problem written on the board and restrict myself from smiling because I know I can solve it. Thanks to Eric for sending me those books to study with while I was at Council Yard.I go to the front, collect the marker, and proceed to solve the problem in no time then I explain how I did it to the class as he told me to do. When I finish, I turn to see him looking at me with surprise. It's obvious he was sure I wouldn't be able to solve it since that was his first time teaching the topic. I guess h
Fated To The Evil Viking 315. Done with the bull shit
Thor's POV "Hey, you? I brought you something to eat. Lunchtime is almost over and you haven't had anything yet... Wait, you got me to arrange a private place for you so you could talk to a guy!?..."My blood runs cold when I hear a man's accusatory voice coming from the phone instead of my mate's. What is going on? Who is this person? Who is he talking to? Was Ash's phone stolen? Or did this person find her phone somewhere? The phone has been switched off since why was it suddenly switched on now? I continued to wonder and decided not to speak but to listen to them talk instead. "God, Lucas! I told you I don't want lunch! I told you I had something important I needed to attend to on my phone and you promised you wouldn't disturb me!" What the hell! That was Ash's voice! Lucas! Who the hell is Lucas!? And why did he speak to her as if he just caught her cheating on him? She's my mate! My fiancee! Who the hell is he to her!?The call suddenly disconnects before I can ask her what
Fated To The Evil Viking 316. To Hill-backside
"Now what's biting you?" I ask Eric. We're in the car on our way back from our newly set-up head office where we just had our first monthly review meeting. He's been driving the car in silence for the past twenty minutes which is unlike him and which makes me wonder what I did to piss him off to the point of ignoring me. He has never ignored me no matter what happened between us"You fired one director, seven managers, and five supervisors all in one day!"I roll my eyes at him."They were incompetent! Their last month's financial statement...""Their last month's financial statement was great! How can you call them incompetent when you know they're the best of the best in their various fields? You fired them for the most ridiculous reasons ever. You fired a project supervisor because he didn't add full stop at the end of a sentence. You fired the human resources manager because of a typographical error of spelling 'receive' as 'recieve'!"I shrug"That's incompetence. So you're ign
Fated To The Evil Viking 317. Flame
Ash's POVI freeze 'Oh, Fuck! Oh, shit! Asshole! See what you made me do!?' I panic and scream in my head as I look from the phone Thor's voice is coming from to the big dummy looking at me as if I owe him some kind of loyalty. I don't know if I should first disconnect the call or shut the dummy spewing rubbish up. "God, Lucas! I told you I don't want lunch!" I find myself saying as I scramble to get my phone as if the damage has not been done. "I told you I had something important I needed to attend to on my phone and you promised you wouldn't disturb me!" After I disconnect the call I turn my angry gaze to him but he doesn't seem to notice my countenance. Fucking idiot! He doesn't know the damage he just caused since I'm sure Thor heard him speak."I don't understand. If your so-called boyfriend is so great, why did you need to hide before talking to him? Is he perhaps a– criminal?..." He asks, smiling stupidly.A criminal!? I find that word insulting and it pushes me further tow
Fated To The Evil Viking 318. So in trouble
Martha hurries in. She looks around my room in confusion as if she's expecting to see someone."What's the hullabaloo about? You and who is it?"I stand from the bed to meet her where she's standing by the door."Martha! My wolf is here! Finally!" I lift her in a bear hug and happily spin her around. "My wolf is here! I'm so happy!"Martha whoops. Beaming with joy as I set her down."That's great news. Finally child! Finally, we can go home!"Her words surprised me. "You will go home with me!?" I ask in disbelief. I didn't know how to ask her before since I thought she would prefer to stay behind with Lily who is her real family."A girl can never have too many mothers. Who will take care of my grandbabies when you all go about your official duties? Nannies?" She said so seriously I couldn't help but burst into happy tears.I engulf her in another bear hug. "I love you so much, Mom. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.""I love you too child. I love you too.""God, Sif! My heart nearly
Fated To The Evil Viking 1. Day and Night
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
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