Leilani.
"Rise and shine, Princess!"
Those were the first words I heard as soon as my eyes peeled open early the next morning, and at first, I wanted to scream in fright. I wanted to run out of my skin and hide at the nearest closet because... there was nobody around.
Nobody who would have probably said those words to .
There was no way I could possibly be hearing voices; unless... I was already beginning to go mad.
Well, that was my thought until the events of last night ca rushing through my head like broken pieces of a horror movie.
I could rember practically begging the triplets to mark . To sink their teeth into my flesh. I could rember the sensations that ca afterwards. It was nothing like I have ever felt before. And while that thought made a blush creep up my face, it only reminded of how stupid I may have looked.
I sat up quickly, my face burning with embarrassnt and a bit of mortification. And do you know what was worse?
The fact that I could hear hushed voices coming from downstairs. aning that at so point last night, one of them or all of them had brought up to my room after I had passed out.
Passed out.
Goddess, I had passed out!
The embarrassing thought made bury my face into my pillow and I let out a scream, one that was successfully muffled by the pillow.
"What the fuck did I do last night?" I hissed under my breath, slapping my hands in my chest to see just how undressed I was.
Fortunately, I was decent enough. But before I could ponder over that, the voice ca again, louder this ti. It said; "You’re wondering what you did last night?"
I didn’t respond imdiately. I stayed mute, wondering if I was indeed going mad.
"Well, you were whoring around with your mates," she drawled, "...and that is how I ca to be."
Ca to be.
How she ca to be.
It took a mont for the words to settle in my head and when it finally did, my eyes instantly snapped open. With panic clawing its way through my mind, I rushed out of bed and paddled to the front of my vanity where I found the ghost of myself peering back at from behind hooded eyes.
However, it was not my heavy eyes that stood out to the most when I looked into the mirror, it was the bright coloured red and purple bruises on my neck!
They looked like a mixture of DV marks plus giant hickeys scattered here and there, and upon rembering that they were almost hickeys, that I had acquired them from playing house with the n whose voice I could hear coming from downstairs, my face stained a bright shade of red and I imdiately slapped my hands over it.
"Hi Leilani, I am Nyx, your abominable other half."the voice ca again, mocking this ti, "...and I am here to tell you that your hickeys would take a couple of hours to clear out. So you should either cover up with a scarf or wear a turtleneck, rather than going around the house like so partially decapitated chicken."
My heart skipped a beat at the sound, but I couldn’t help but ask; "Who are you?"
And as soon as I said those words, she went silent. The uncomfortable silence settled between us for a mont too long before her voice finally ca again. She hissed; "You’ve been trying to get to et for so long. And now that you have, you’re still dissatisfied?"
The snicker in the voice almost made want to roll my eyes; And by the gods, I knew that it was my wolf. That she was my wolf. Goddess, I could feel it in my veins; but perhaps being without one for so long had made quite unable to fathom this miracle or form coherent conversations with mine. So I nodded.
"You’re my wolf?"
"It’s an insult to call a wolf," she spat back, her voice as sharp as a blade.
Sassy! I don’t think I like that!
"You know what I am, Leilani. I am not just a wolf or a Lycan. I am both, just as you are." She said and I gulped, "...without you, I am nothing, and without ... well, you’ve been living without for so long and you seem to be doing fine. But I am your other half. Your hybrid."
"How?" The words ca out of my mouth before I realized how stupid they sounded. However, before I could take them back, she continued;
"Allowing your mates to mark you last night worked. Darius was right all along, all you had to do was bear soone’s— or in your case, so people’s— mark..." she said, her voice trailing off.
I could vaguely hear her talking to but in my daze, I couldn’t hear what she was talking about. My mind was fuzzy. My hands trembled with emotions barely contained and tears, tears that I couldn’t control slipped down my face.
The words I wanted to say died in my throat as soon as her words took root in my head, and I found myself gaping at my reflection in the mirror, and at the sa ti, slapping my hands over my body and cheeks cautiously as if a groundbreaking miracle had just occurred.
And maybe it indeed had.
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Zevran.
Leilani slept for too long— not like I was complaining. But at this point, I was beginning to be scared.
Every now and then, while my brothers and I prepared her brunch, I would walk up to the stairs to check for a trace of her or anything; but there was always nothing. It seed as though she had disappeared into thin air.
"Or maybe she’s avoiding us after what happened last night," Caelum chirped in, stopping to cast a glance at before resuming his attention to the pot of steaming hangover porridge he was preparing for her.
My eyes darted from his face to the pot, and while I vaguely wondered if this food would taste just as bad as the last ti we tried to make her a al, I also couldn’t stop pondering over his words.
What if he was right?
What if she doesn’t want to see us because she was embarrassed?
What if all of this has just been one massive mistake?
All these many ’what ifs’ and more plagued my mind as I placed the chilled bottles of water onto her dining table and as soon as I finished doing that, I turned to go pick up the cutleries she would need when a familiar sweet scent filled my nostrils.
At the sa ti, I saw the stunned looks on Kael’s and Caelum’s faces; and in curiosity, I turned to the direction they were looking at, only to feel my heart palpitating when I saw Leilani slowly walking down the stairs.
Her eyes shone as she gracefully walked over. But it wasn’t her eyes that stood out to the most— it did stand out but it wasn’t what stood out the most.
It was her hair.
And goddess, I could swear that they were glowing.
Brightly.
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