Surely, this had to be a lighting trick. Something her mind conjured to make her think she looked like the spoiled princess so she'd relieve herself of the heartache while thinking that she could be Laura. None of this made sense.Panicked, Lily swept her paw across her vanity, surprised when she upended the table with a shocking amount of strength that she had never possessed.Okay, she needed to sit down for a bit and think. Yes, that was probably just it. Her mind was putting her in the werewolf Princess shoes so that she could dream up a life with Nicholas. That'll never happen.She closed her eyes, counting to five before reopening them. She could see her eyes grow darker and she gave another shout when her back cracked and she was forced to bend over from the pain. Her mouth ached, her head ached, her whole body was on fire and it kept getting worse. Her spine was bending and contorting itself. If this was what it felt like to transform, she didn't want any part of it. She sh
The sound of silence, the still noise of the isolation cave, that same stillness that comes before the storm is what woke Lily up, scared. She sat up to get a sense of my bearings, noting the dark lighting in the room. The lamp lights were dim but they kept flickering slowly. She would have to get someone to change the oil. She groaned aloud and fell back into the hard bedding. Her night had been a roller coaster of wild emotions. She knew she was made of tough skin and that it took a lot to bring her down but still, she had never been hit this hard. She shouldn't care but she couldn't take her mind of Nicholas. The perfect picture couple they were sure to have made yesterday made her sick to her stomach with jealousy. She couldn't stand it. It was as though she was looking at a warped portrait. Her heart felt shrunken and sunk. Try as she may to focus her thoughts on other things of importance, they keep drifting back to Prince Nicholas. It's why she had to isolated herself, why
Lily was so angry. Her chest heaved up and down, her cheeks flushed. The feeling she had gotten from the transformation didn't abate even after days past and she had felt the joy wane as she had come down from the high that she had surprisingly enjoyed. And now, staring at the high priestess made all of her anger and confusion rise up again. She could feel another transformation coming on and tamped it down, telling herself to calm down and take everything in stride. "I want to know where I came from."The high priestess stared at Lily. She didn't look shocked or surprised, in fact, it felt like she had been waiting for the day that Lily would finally ask. "You know who I am. What I am." It wasn't a question. Lily stated the obvious truth and watched to see any expression mar her face. The high priestess remained as stoic as ever, staring at Lily with something akin to annoyance."Why would you keep that from me?""I didn't know. I guessed, but I wasn't sure." The high priestess ma
Lily stared at the creature still floating in the air for some seconds because she was damn well frozen in shock. She used the few seconds to process the fact that she had transformed into something that she knew was clearly not of kayaan blood, it was wild, untrained and unrestrained. It scared her."Lily," the being breathed again in a whimsical voice that made the hair on Lily's neck stand. It was both soothing and commanding.Lily stumbled back again as the being moved forward a little. She stared at it in utter disbelief and fear, both emotions quite foreign to her who was known to be fearless. "What are you?" She questioned and the being just smiled. It possessed the most beautiful face Lily had ever lain eyes on. High cheekbones, a dimpled chin and cheeks, a small but straight nose and cherry red lips. The only thing Lily could not make out was the colour of its deep eyes. It was constantly flickering and was as entrancing as it was when looking through a kaleidoscope."I am
Laura was laying stiff on her bed in an almost lifeless manner. It was what she wanted to be at the moment, lifeless because at this moment, life had little meaning to her. Laying up on her back on her bed, she felt the salty tears run from her eyes and trail silently all the way inside her disheveled hair. It was never supposed to be that way, she thought back to what Nicolas had done, bringing his vampire men to rape the werewolf women. All that was supposed to transpire that day was the ritual and then, the women would've gone home to their families but no, Nicolas had soiled the day and had forever tarnished the memories in the heart of her people.She laughed out into the dark, choking on her tears and coughing heavily. The tears ran faster down her cheeks and her lungs fought for oxygen. During the paroxysmal process of coughing and crying, she'd rolled off the bed and was now on the ground. The end of her coughing fit was the beginning of her break down because she wrapped h
Dear Father,How do you do? I hope things in the vampire kingdom are going well? Things in the werewolf kingdom has been going well. I have exciting news to tell you about the hybrids. I have been working on this for a while now and it's with great pleasure I tell you I have made a lot of progress in creating the hybrids.I have been working on this for a while now and during the heat period the vampires were able to mate with the werewolves. The werewolf kingdom will like to receive you. I have a whole lot to tell you.Laura and king Francis send their love. Visit us soon and do write back. We all hope to have you here with us soon.Love, Nicholas.Prince Nicholas smiled after going over the letter. It was great news to tell his father about his progress and he was sure the old vampire will be blown away when he told him about the hybrids and his progress in creating them. He loved his new role as the werewolf king. The power it came it. It was even more powerful that even being
King Eric searched through the drawers of his son's study. His son had told him all that he knew and how he was able to carry out the mating but he wanted to have the books in his hands and so he was here searching the study. He needed to get the book to have a detailed understanding. Even though the prince had told his father the book had missing chapters, the selfish king still wanted it in his hands. After his arrival, he had made his son tell him about all he knew about the werewolves. The prince had told his father all he knew but what the new werewolf king didn't know was that he father was planning on a war. Angry, King Eric flipped the small cabinet next to the king's seat. He had been searching for the book for over an hour and there was no sign he was going to find it. He huffed and moved to the door. He opened the door and called the two guards who were in the look out. Both guards came in and started to search for the book right away. They explored the large study, maki
Lily rose early in the morning and rushed to the forest. For the past few days she had been waking early and coming to this spot, hoping that the quiet and calm would bring about another transformation for her. She hadn't transformed since that night after speaking rashly with the high priestess without a clear head and it made her feel incomplete. Like she was lacking something vital that made her her. And she feared that she won't ever be able to transform. It might be because she had stared in horror the first time. Or maybe it was how she cursed out when the pains came, but the second time hadn't been as terrible as the first and she needed it back. That pain was better than the hurt in her heart. She sat beneath the tree that she had met the spirit days ago and looked around, wondering if anyone would know that something drastic happened on this very ground in one trudged up here. There was nothing special about this place and yet, she felt like she had truly changed and been