Weeks later
MORGAN
My stay here didn't get any easier. Shewolves hated me and glared at me everywhere I went, Orlando couldn't stand the sight of me because he was convinced by his dear old daddy that I was trying to make him forget his mother and - you'll love this- I wasn't allowed outside the freaking castle. Like at all!
The only outside I knew was the indoor garden. I've been stuck inside this place for so long I think I'm losing my sanity. Talk about prisoner in my own home. The only good thing about this place was I made up with Jules.
I stared at the window, lost in thought. I wonder how my parents were doing. I hadn't spoken to them in weeks, not because I didn't want to buy because Demetre wanted to make my stay here as agonizing as he could without laying a hand on me.
The blackouts- as I now called them- became more frequent with the man covered in shadows. I was definitely losing my sanity at this point or maybe I was already on the way there. It didn't change how I felt about him though, I Know what you're going to say but thays the truth.
I was growing insanely attached to the man who's face I never saw. Sometimes I'd zone out at dinner and Demetre would growl menacingly at me. I didn't know what his deal was.
The door opened and closed, and I knew who it was without looking. I didn't know what he was playing at. How could someone who hated me so much waltz into my room every morning just to stare and leave.
"We'll be leaving for the vampire kingdom in ten days, for the royal summit. I expect you to learn all you can about the supernatural factions by then." Demetre said and walked out. I turned into my pillow and groaned.
How the hell was I supposed to learn about creature I didn't even know existed until three weeks ago? Why did I have to attend again? Oh yeah, future Luna queen or some shit.
I stayed in bed for a while before dragging my ass to the bathroom. I did my routine, and went downstairs for breakfast. I took the liberty of making my own meals for breakfast and lunch because you'd never know if some she wolf slipped something in your food. I'd literally die to trade places with any of them but alas, I was bound to the dog king for all eternity and then some.
After breakfast I made my way to the library, might as well know what im up against.
DEMETRE
It's been three weeks. Three weeks since she barged into my life uninvited, three weeks since she turned my orderly world onto nothing but chaos and three weeks since Zephyr went quiet. All I remembered was her in the kitchen, a warm feeling when I saw her then blind rage and after that nothing. Greyson said he found us both unconscious on the kitchen floor and I still had no explanation.
Zephyr was a talkative wolf and the fact that he hadn't so much as annoyed me for this long was something I needed to fix fast. I hated her, for re-entering my life and trying to take my mate's place. I would send her away if I could buy my father had put his foot down.
I didn't need this. I didn't need her, maybe I could leave her in the woods for some rogue vampires to take care of. But that would mean another problem entirely.
MORGAN
Supernatural history was really something, definitely a page turner. Some things didn't add up though, like the fact that no one knew what she- the creator of all supernatural beings- looked like except her descendants which were all dead. They had all died in a mysterious fire but everyone knew there was something more because witches that powerful wouldn't be killed so easily. Something didn't sit right with me, I knew as much as they did that there was something that had happened that killed them.
The thought of being alone with him slowly crept up to me. To say I was scared was an understatement. He could snap my neck or dump me on the side of the road somewhere. Forgive me but it's hard to trust someone who tried to kill you.
Along with the anxiety came tiredness. I had been reading for hours and I needed a break. I closed the book and walked to the couch for a quick nap.
*Dream*
I walked through the dense forest constantly looking over my shoulder. There was something about this place, something disturbing. At the end of the path there was a makeshift wall make of old branches that seemed like they would collapse under any weight at all.
I was going to turn back but a voice in my head kept urging me to go forward and like the fool I was I obeyed. After getting to the other side a narrow path stretched before me. I walked for a little while before approaching a cave.
The cave looked like something straight out of a horror movie, you know the kind where no one gets out alive. 'no turning back,' the voice said and just like that something took over my body and I entered the cave. It was damp and had a peculiar scent to it, but that was nothing compared to the feeling of utter terror coursing through me.
I discovered that this was a double cave but I could not turn back because my body was not my own. In the smaller cave my heart literally pound so heart I thought it would burst. There were dozens of desiccated corpses laying on alters with symbols drawn on them.
"You're destined for great things," a voice said behind me, it should have been impossible because that was the voice in my head. "Face me Morgan," she said and my body obeyed her. Our eyes met and just like the last time I was awestruck. "Who are you?" I asked and the lady chuckled, "the better question here is who are you?"
I was baffled to say the least, how was this possible? "who's bodies are those and why aren't they properly buried?" I asked her and she smiled mockingly. "Those aren't dead bodies my dear, think of it rather as an eternal sleep until such a time when they're services are needed once more," I sighed, "who are they miss?" again she chuckled and then her face turned cold and expressionless.
"The Generals."