~MAYA POV
I feel the sunlight on my face, I don’t understand how but I am sure I closed the curtains last night before I went to bed. As I heard fast loud footsteps sounding near me, I felt a mesmerizing warmth slowly spreading throughout my body. I turn away from the sunlight, my eyes still closed I yawn back to sleep but was cut short by a tap on my body. I groaned sleepily turning to the other side. As I felt another tap on my body, I slowly opened my eyes, and a soft smile came to my face as I saw Victoria standing by the bedside."Good morning," I mumbled; my voice barely above a whisper because of just waking up."Breakfast time Maya, get up or you’ll be late."I groan turning away from her "Do I have to wake up now?""Yes, you do now get up." She says pulling the pillow away."Oh lord." I groan while sitting up. "Did you have to do that?""Go." She instructs pointing at the door.I roll my eyes and stood up from the bed, as I walk to the bathroom door, I turn to look at her "Just to be clear……""Bathroom." She cut me off throwing a towel at me."Fine," I mumbled heading into the bathroom.Starting with a quick shower, and then going to brush my teeth and fix my hair. I stared at my reflection. Tall. Slim. Blond-haired and maybe beautiful. I don’t know if I’m beautiful or not, I grew up hearing different criticism about my face probably because I have a scar on my cheekbone. I got that scar when I was ten, and since then it became a part of me as well as the dark memories behind it.The hot water from the shower loosen my strained muscle, and I hurriedly wash my hair and body. After I was done taking a shower, I wrap the towel around my wet body, I hear Victoria calling my name again but I decided to ignore her. I know she’s nervous mostly scared about me leaving, and I know why and understand that she’s scared for me, I have never stayed anywhere that’s not home, well I shouldn’t say home but I grew up here. I live in a small yet comfortable cottage with Victoria; Victoria is like a mother to me, she is everything I have and everything I need. Victoria is a werewolf, but she’s the good one. The one thing I learned is that, just, the way there are bad and good humans there are also bad werewolves; ominous. Victoria is the only one I can testify as a good werewolf, the rest are all evil.The last five years were very tough especially because I haven’t left the house, I was very scared of leaving the house, and after an attack by some pack of werewolves, Victoria advised me to never leave the house again. That incident was very disquieting, it made me have nightmares. I still don’t understand why they chose to attack me, there were many people in the market but they chose to attack just me. I would have said they sensed my blood but they aren’t Vampires and even if they sensed me they won’t kill me because sensing me means that I’m their mate and no werewolf will try to kill his mate, right?I once tried talking Victoria into letting me leave the house but that didn’t go well, she was very mad at me, and for a moment I felt it wasn’t about the attack but something else because it’s so unusual for her to get mad. Victoria always says it’s risky to leave the cottage since the outside is filled with vampires, shifters, and most importantly werewolves. But that wasn’t a good enough reason as the cottage was several miles away from them.After creaming up my body, I quickly wore blue jeans with a knitted cardigan. I brought out a pair of white sneakers which is my favorite; Victoria bought them for me on thanksgiving, I just love them, and to me, they are good luck because on that very day I started wearing them, Victoria agreed on letting me out of the cottage, that was after many years of disagreement.I put the shoes on and I quickly took my heart pendant and put it; the one thing I have from my mom. This pendant means everything to me, I wondered what mom stored in the heart, I would have opened it long ago but Victoria has no idea where the key was. I always asked Victoria about my parents but she never said anything worthwhile, all she says is that the less I know the better but I don’t think of it that way, I think the more I know the better.Glancing at my reflection before I head out of the room, I weakly smiled at my scar, I always wondered if it will fade away but I guess it’s a part of me now. I don’t usually care about my appearance but seriously I don’t like having a scar on my face. It makes me feel like an outcast even more than being a human does.As I head out of the room, I hear Victoria shouts my name. She always does that, I sometimes wonder if her throat doesn’t hurt her, she’s always shouting, it’s either, Maya does this, Maya gets up, Maya the breakfast is ready. For an old lady, shouting isn’t gonna help her. As I hear Victoria shout my name for the third time in a roll, I instantly cut her off "You don’t have to shout, I’m already here," I say standing across the room.She stares at me with a smile on her face "You look great.""Thanks, it’s the old cardigan you sewed for me last Christmas.""I know and I can’t believe you wore it.""Why, I like it.""Yeah, but you didn’t like it that time. You told me that you’re too old for a cardigan." She says laughing a little bit."In my defense, I was eighteen back then and I thought that eighteen year old don’t wear cardigans." I chuckle softly as I remembered how I started an unnecessary argument last Christmas, but it’s not my fault as I can’t tell what ladies wear these days, I have been in this house for years without going out for once so yes, I can be a bit unpredictable."Do you really have to go?" She asks placing two plates on the table. She then turns to face me pouting like a baby."Says the lady that woke me up from bed because I was getting late." I chuckle as I sat down. "I will be fine, Victoria.""I hope so," She sighs "But you need to be careful, you know you’re different from them.""Different makes me special, and unique," I say confidently"It does but not in that house.""I can handle them, just trust me." I weakly smiled as I recalled what she told me about those ominous werewolves."If anyone finds out....""Come back." I complete the sentence, rising an eyebrow to ensure I was right."Yes, just come back.""No one will find out, I will be fine and besides I won’t be alone" I assuredVictoria would never let me go to a werewolf land alone, and I couldn’t possibly get into the palace without any help and lucky for me, I got both. I got a way to get into the palace and found a way to convince Victoria. Right now, all I want is to find out the truth, I don’t care if I get caught, but all I know is that I’m not coming back without finding out everything. I have to know what happened that night, who it was.After breakfast, well, after numerous you don’t have to go, it’s not late to back out from Victoria, she escorted me to the door."I don’t think I can let you leave." She says"There is no going back on your words, you said…..""I know." She cuts me off "I know I said that but I just didn’t expect it to be soo soon." She sighs"You don’t have to worry, I will be fine," I say pulling her into a hug.I may or may not be fine, I don’t care. I just know that I’m not coming back without my answers and in the end, everything will be alright."Take care," I say pulling her out of my grip.I know Victoria is scared for me, but this is my decision, I have to do this. I’ve been living my life scared of what will happen, scared of what they will say, and most importantly scared of those evil eyes I saw ten years from now. But not anymore.Living in a house of werewolves won’t be easy but It can’t be that hard either. For Victoria, I’ll take on a vow that no matter what happens, I won’t let them get to her.My mother once told me that "Those who give up are weaker than those who fight back but lose, because one day those ominous memories will hurt more than the pain they got from of it and when it does, it will raise a vengeance.”And this is the only saying of hers that I can remember. I now understand what she meant by that, after spending five years knowing that my enemies are out there freely, it hurts me more than the memories did.It’s time I venge on the wolves.This is my first time being here and I feel like I have been here before; as much as I hate to admit it, it feels so homey. Everyone and everything seems to be routined, perfect if I would like to exaggerate. This is seriously over my expectations, I thought that the land of werewolves will be different; it will look brutal, and bloody but here I see and feel nothing but peace and harmony. Victoria always tells me that the land was ominous but now that I’m here I don’t think of it that way. Maybe it’s because I just got here, maybe it’s because she never wanted to let me leave and maybe it’s because the werewolves are hiding behind their hypocrisy, after all, no human is here with them. Yet."So, what do you think?" Jane asks Jane is Victoria’s sister’s daughter, she is my age and she is my gateway to the werewolf land. I can’t explain how happy I was when I met her, although Victoria thought it was a big mistake introducing Jane to me probably because Jane supported my stupid decisi
I woke up on a bouncy comfortable bed, I was covered with a silky comforter, and my eyes started to slowly open till slightly hazy, once my eyes cleared; they started to adjust to the brightness of the room. "What happened?" I mumbled to myself as I touched my forehead, it was burning, and I’m will be having the worst kind of headache. I squeezed my eye shut gently messaging my temples. Bad day, worse headache. What did you expect, Maya?As I turned around, I had a clear view of my environment; it was different, diverse, and most importantly, it was strange; strangely beautiful.Am I in a stranger’s room?Oh no, this is bad, this is way too bad.I jumped out of bed almost as if I was bitten to get off it. My eyes glistened with fear when I realized that I wasn’t at home and I’m not talking about the home where Victoria and I stay, but I’m talking about the home where the humans are. I am in a stranger’s house on the werewolf land.Holy shit! I think I’m gonna puck……no, I’m gonna die
"We have to go." She rushed to me "Why? Where are we going? And where is mommy?" I asked suddenly feeling the urge to see my mom"Let’s go now!" She ordered grabbing my arm and rushing out of the room "But we can’t leave without mommy," I said trying to pull out of her grip but she is incredibly stronger than me. "Where are you taking me, I don’t want to go with you, I don’t. Let go of me, let me go." I cried but it went to deaf ears. She didn’t listen to me nor even cared to look at me, she just dragged me with her. "Let me go, let me go." I whined still trying my best to get off her grip.As we reached the door, fast footsteps sounded behind us. It sounded like many people were running in our direction. She quickly opens the door and pushes me out."I will take care of them, if I don’t come out soon, run just run." She said; her rasping voice echoing into my ear "Bu-""Run, Maya’allin, run."My eyes went wide as I gulped the lump in my throat. Her voice was scaring me, I had many
A sharp scent of dust welcomed me as I walked into the storeroom. Oh, man! This place is so fucking dusty. I waved my hand dismissively, coughing out to the dust that just couldn’t quite dance through my nozzle. I stepped into the room and started to look around, every corner of the room seemed to be screaming in desperate need of cleaning. Let's just get this over with. I walked to the front shelf, scanning the top shelves for the item I needed. There it was! I guess so. I took out a box that looks like an old jewelry box or something like that, I blow the dust off before I opened it. Just as I thought, it contained jewelry and a weird stuff that looks like jewelry. I took out a chain that was wrapped around something that looks like an eyeball. "What the hell is this?" I muttered to myself gazing at it with a questioning brow. I dropped it back into the box and continued to look through it. Necklace, earrings, bangles, ankles- seriously, isn’t there anything worthwhile here? I rol
I kept to where I stood, unaware of what to do. I know for sure that if he walks toward me and questions me, I will ramble like an idiot and probably won’t be able to defend myself. My mind kept telling me one thing; run Maya run. But I know that if I run, I won’t make it anywhere, and worse, his doubts will be cleared and then everything will be over, I will be hanged to death and my revenge will never be fulfilled. "Are you a werewolf?" He asked again dropping the weights on the ground. I nodded in agreement gulping the lump in my throat. "Are you sure?" He asked I nodded instantly stepping backward. I seriously did not expect to be caught on my first day. I haven’t found anything about that bloody wolf and I’m not ready to go leave. I have to do something, but what?A smile tugged around the corner of his lips as his eyes rank every inch of my body. It was like he was checking me out. I’m sure he is wondering if I’m good enough to be feasted on or not."What kind of hybrid are y
I have been avoiding Willow throughout yesterday, after that threat, I’m not sure if I want to be anywhere near her. I’m not afraid of her but I’m afraid of those eyes of hers. It reminded too of him- the monster werewolf. The way her eyes flickered at me was scary and I can’t seem to forget about it. Now there are two sets of eyes hunting me, how can this get any worse- oh wait, it will totally be worse if today turns out to be a disaster. Which will hopefully not be since I have planned my day. Last night, when I went back to the store room to look for the map of the house, but instead I found something even greater than the house map. I found the map of the whole town, and I can’t wait to use it. I figured with the map of the town, I can go door-to-door looking for the werewolf, and not only that, I can use the map to plot a path through the streets to avoid any encounters with the werewolf. I want to get to him before he gets to me. Putting the map in my backpack, I zipped it clo
"Where did you get this from?" She asked but before I could answer she looked at me and that profound expression she had on her face made me nervous"I know something about her." She said. "Really, you do?" I asked excitedly. I can’t express how much happy I am to finally meet someone that knows something about my mom. It makes me feel like I’m a step closer to finding the monster werewolf. "What do you know about her?" I asked "I know so many things about her. She was someone very important in this land.""Really?""Yes dear, but I can’t tell you much about her right now." She said "Why not?""It’s not safe here." She responded "It’s not safe?" I questioned gazing at the environment. There wasn’t anything dangerous about it. "Why isn’t it safe?""You won’t understand. We can’t be caught talking about her. If we are, we will bare losses and endure the consequences." The woman said sounding profound. I will be lying if I say that she isn’t scaring me. "Why? Did something bad hap
I felt the scream trying to rip its way up my throat as panic took over. What have I gotten myself into?They began walking round and round around me roaring. My lungs constricted and my body went cold. That this moment I know I am going to die. No one is coming to save me. One of the werewolves began walking towards me he roared loudly to my face and by just looking at these incredibly sharp teeth of his, I knew he was ready to eat me. His hand danced around my body and before I knew it he ripped off the jacket I was wearing. I let out a whimper as I squeezed my eyes shut hoping to stop crying. I wanted to beg him to stop, I wanted to run away but I am too scared to do that. I screamed at the pain of the scratches on my arm. Maybe he wanted to rip my sleeve off and might have taken out my skin as well. My eyes were still closed, and I heard a motorcycle sound coming in our direction. A sudden wind nipped at my face and I realized the werewolf wasn’t standing next to me. Maybe his go