Taylor’S POV.
1
“WAIT!”
I was at my motorcycle ready to ride off when Ryan came hurtling towards me waving his arms.
“What do you want Ryan?”
I was drenched in milk and the heat wasn’t helping.
“I need to talk to you.”
“Sorry but not right now. As you can see I have things I need to do.”
I grunted under my breath.
His black hair was looking brown in the sun.
“Please. It’s about the other night I-”
I cut him off I could feel feet walking closer towards the schools entrance. Preferably 4 people. And we were within hearing distance.
The smell of rotten chocolate and mint hit me soon enough and it gave me a good idea of who it could be.
And I think he got the message to.
His face was pleading.
“Can we go some where to talk.”
He put his hands together like a prayer.
“Not in the state I’m in.”
My black bra was sure to be showing but Ryan payed no notice of it he just continued to beg and plead.
“minutes that’s all I I’m asking for.”
They were getting closer.
“No Ryan now go away I need to get home.”
“.. please!”
His voice whiny making my ears want to bleed to block out the sound.
I shock my head no.
I was starting to smell now and standing in the heat with milk lets just say makes you feel ew.
I turned on the motorcycle.
“Move or I’ll hit you.”
I said plainly.
He shook his head most likely thinking I was joking.
Sighing in boredom I revved the engine up taking of running over his foot in the process.
I need to get home and have a shower.
I took off at the same moment Albert, Rex the guy I threatened along with max? Came out the schools front door.
I know I caught all four of their eyes from the familiar smell of pure lust and instinct of chase.
But the strange thing was Albert was just staring at Ryan and Ryan Albert.
Silent communication. Most likely.
I didn’t get any more than that because I looked away turning the corner.
I travelled alone on the highway for a few minutes finally being a little at peace letting my face fall from the hard mask I was wearing until some strange movement on my left caught my eye.
I snapped my head left.
I could hear continuous twigs snapping along side my bike. The more I sped up the more it did to. That’s when I saw it Ryan’s wolf Trev.
“Leave me alone Trev!” I shouted over the bikes roar.
In his eyes I saw determination he wasn’t going to let this drop so I just drove the rest of the way home in silence hearing each foot print of his wolf hit the leafy ground as it ran.
I knew it was a lost cause trying to tell him no again and I also didn’t want to kill him yet either.
I drove up the drive way and into the garage before running inside to get a pair of sweat pants from Max’s draw.
I could’ve gone many years without seeing many of the things I saw when looking for his pants but when I opened what appeared to be a sock drawer I found a small yellow envelope at the back hidden away from the world.
.
.
.
Have you ever had those moments where you did something your not supposed to because it was wrong but you did it any way. And you either have the feeling of happiness or anger at what you do.
Cause that feeling just happened to me when I pulled out the small envelope and opened it up. Revealing photos of my younger self. With my white hair and fragile purple bruised body. My rage grew.
Why does he have these?
How did he get these? These were burned off every file in the world their should be no traces.
Someones been digging into our past Jess! My wolf growled snapping. At the back of my mind.
Yes. And he’s going to pay.’
No one. I mean no one. Goes into my past.
7
I snatched out one of the many photos of me and carried the letter down stairs throwing it into the hungry red flames in the living room. Watching as the crumpled into nothing.
I ran back up to his room and ended up finding his pants soon enough.
Walking out of his room and down the stairs to the front door I threw the pants out and waited for Ryan to emerge.
1
Walking into the kitchen and sitting down at the black marbled table thinking about why max would have those photos. I tried to calm down.
How much does he know?1
My siren was stirring. It was close to the crescent moon.
I need to make plans to find out why max had those photos and how much of the past he knew. Then I would decide whether I would kill him. No I will kill him. Not even the head assassin of our company got a photo of me. He only managed to dig up what pack I was from and I had to kill him before he figured out who I was.
because if he did he wouldn’t treat me the Same.
With fear.
A knock came from the front door. Snapping me out of my thoughts.
“Come in.”
Ryan looked around the place dazzled by its appearance. But if he had noticed the hidden things around the room like how the chandeliers crystals had been made as sharp as knives and the poisoned pin prick each door handle had that could kill you if someone activate it.
Or how the bolts on the chair arnt actually bolts but chains to hold down and trap a person.
“This place is amazing!” He whispered.
I coughed having enough of being in a milk soaked top triing to hurry things up.
“Oh, yea sorry, so how have you been?”
I raised my brow at him.
“Seriously. Small talk. I thought this was important.”
He went from amazed to serious within a few seconds.
“It’s about what you said the other night. It got me thinking. I agree with what you said. About walking off when I knew they were trying to kill you.”
“What? No, I’m Natalie not Taylor I think you have the wrong person.”
I said innocently shaking my hands in front of me like I was surrendering
How the hell did he figure it out. Maybe I did say to much at the lake.
Fuck my covers going to be blown and I won’t get my revenge.
Fuck. Fuck, fuck,fuck,fuck.
“Albert told nobody about what happened. He told people that I murdered Taylor by myself he only found out when He supposedly used his alpha tone on me trying to work out where you were and he paid people to say they saw me take you into the Forrest.
So that brought me to wonder how rummours of a group of people killing a girl here got around Or the fact that you knew one walked away before they did it. So if your not Taylor Tell me How did you know the truth behind what really happened.”
He’s still guessing good I just shrugged and opened my mouth to say something but got cut off.
“If it wasn’t for your eyes when I first saw you I swear I never would have figured it out. You gunmetal eyes held so much pain and suffering in them when you told me of the rumour and the fact that in amoungst all of that the mad humour you got that night is still there the day I broke you…..
I’m so sorry.”
Guilt was drenched with his words his face so full of pain it made me mad.
Sorry he thinks sorry can just fix everything! Well he’s got another thing coming.
There’s no point denying it now. He knows who I am and now I don’t have a choice I have to kill him sooner than I would’ve liked.
So I began speaking softly as I walked around to the kitchens draw.
“Sorry. Is that it? You think I went through 10 years of torture, rape, abuse for a simple minded FUCKING SORRY!”
I screamed towards the end flinging out the gun. And pointing it towards his face.
“My brother, my mother, my father, my innocence, my sanity, my fear and rights. You three stole them from me without a second thought not even my life was worth a second thought as you just walked away!!” I screamed this.
His face going from complete guilt to fear and shock from the gun and back to regret and acceptance.
“Your right it isn’t enough.”
He walked up to me his eyes full of determination. And bent down below me like he was going to propose.
The gun pointed at his head didn’t bother him nor did the click meaning I was ready to shoot.
“That is why I now give my life to you. You own me. You will decide when I will die and what I do. No matter what I say I can never give you back all of those things with just simple words but by giving my life to you I want to begin earning your forgiveness even though i know it’s not enough this is all I have.”
I was struck for words the gun in my hand faulted. What if he’s joking. It’s a lie! It has to be! the Ryan I knew would never do some thing like this.
“Prove it!” I ordered.
He looked up into my eyes and stood walking over to the knife block.
“As you wish.”
He pulled out the knife and placed it over his heart.
“I am yours. As Your servant I give my life to you in the name of all the goddesses and gods. I will do your bidding until death comes upon me or until you decided, my fate rests in your hands. So I give my blood to you so that the day you die I will to so that I may serve you in the after life.”
And he carves a J into the middle of his breast plate offering his heart to me not as in lovers but as in servent and master.
He did mitrex (mi-trex) Vow
The mitrex vow is a vow that cannot be Brocken. It is told as a promise to the gods and goddesses who sets it in stone with the persons blood. And if they break the vow they will slowly die over and over in an everlasting curse until the gods dem fit.
Each time is different and more painful than the last.
The blood dripping from the J began to slowly suck back in and heal leaving a smooth scar from the cut. Meaning the vow was taken.
“Why did you do that!”
I growled raising the gun to his face which held a little panic.
I laughed a sick laugh
“What you thought that by offering yourself to me you wouldn’t be killed.?”
“Tay” he pleaded
“DONT CALL ME Tay!”
The gun I held nearly snapped with how hard I was squizzing it.
“Taylor y-you don’t want to do this. Have the weight of murder on your hands. Blood on your sole.”
I smiled at him raising the gun from his chest to between his eyes.
“Oh Ryan. I’m not the same person I once was, after all you did steal my innocence.”
I let out a little of my aura. His face turning from fear to horror at the sight of how deadly I could be.
“Do you like it Ryan. Do you like the beast you uncaged ? Because I sure do.”
I could hear his panicked breaths.
His eyes where moving around the room looking behind me.
Listening in I could hear another person breathing. And light foot steps coming closer to my body.
No doubtedly max.
A hand griped my wrist that was holding the gun.
“Natalie you new to calm down.”
“How dare you. HOW DARE YOU INTERFERE!” I screamed losing more of my aura.
With my free hand I griped his wrist twisting it so hard a snap occurred near the elbow surely breaking it.
“Oh my god” Ryan whispered finally seeing his mistake in giving his life to me.
No sound came from max. As assassins we are trained to deal with Brocken bones.
“Natalie please, calm down. What are you so angry about.”
Max spoke my eyes boring holes into his.
Letting go of his wrist I walked over to the table and sat down. My aura slipping between my fingers.
I can’t let my aura come out completely because usually people go mad with fear or die and I didn’t want a quick death from either Ryan or Max.
Breathing in and out I composed my facial expression from hell knows what, to a calm blank state and smiled over to them. Although I think I made it worse because Ryan nearly fainted and Max’s fear began to show. His plain mask flaking away.
“Come sit down.”
I patted the table to seem welcoming but the marble cracked under neath my finger tips when I tapped it.
They both remained where they were.
“SIT DOWN NOW!!” I yelled setting them into motion Nearly stumbling over one another to get to a seat.
“Let’s get one thing straight. You are both going to die tonight. But not before I get answers from you.”
And I raised my hand pointing at the fearful face.