When Alpha Created Omega

The lies decorating The Pretender

Iven Pov.
Present time _ winter
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It's was painfully clear both our hearts are being broken right now. For two very different reasons. He thinks I'm falling apart because to him this commitment is already over.

I slap his cheek with little force, just enough to leave a feint red mark. Maring the right side of his face. Anger would be a mercy compared to the sadness. That's making me tremble. I turn my back on him trying to focus my vision on his dull library collection. Never once did he offer to share anyone of them books with me.

Many night's he would relax in bed with one of these books. Just a crystal clear reflection on how ignorant he must think I am.

I try to clear my throat, work the words up. Then out of my mouth. Only my lips were still trembling and my vision bended. Making the books seem like waves but it was just my tears clouding my eyes.

Theodore moved behind me and gently reached for my wrist. Instead I moved further towards the wall and then crossed my arms over my chest.

"Did you think I was to dumb to read?" I demanded a answer.

Theodore also took a step back, rubbing his hand down his face. Like he also does when he's agitated. Looking away he shrugs his shoulders.

"I don't know what you want from me anymore Iven. Im just tired of trying to force pieces that don't fit together. Are you not tired?"

He speaks to me like a pitiful salesman. Avoiding the question so I repeat myself. Anger leaks off his scent subtilty masking the shame he's feeling.

"Fuck. Fuck Iven!" He snaps out loud at me. All I do is nod. Some part of me wants to see him livid as well as being heart broken. For a moment Theo looks like he's going to start screaming at me again. Then his mask slides back into place. Covering any real emotions he be feeling.

He opens his mouth to say more meaningless shit but I wave me hand limply. Just as a pleading jester.

Standing here silently staring at each other gives me. a small moment Of personal reflection. Simmering down a lot of hurtful feelings.

"You need to stop lying and I need to stop pretending." I tell him while moving back around the desk. Sitting back in the chair I look down at all the scattered loose pages. I didn't have time to run numbers while out. All I had time for was to plan my next move .

Everything escalated quickly wrapping me up. At first I was targeting Apples family. Looking for some one, just anyone that was close to kin. I couldn't just let her be forgotten. Even though that's exactly what he wanted. I could have exploded the moment he suggested calling human authorities to come collect her.

Slowly I start to rearrange the mess of papers. Watching it all turn and flip into a sad story. The smell of Apples blood soaked through Theo's sweater haunts me. Tormented me so much that I put any hope or positive emotions I could muster. Into finding Apples real family.

My frist goal was achieved but it was more bitter then sweet. Her family consisted of a actual full coven. Imagine my shock and surprise. Not only did they have their own property but it greatly reassembled my own home.

A over sized house built perfectly in the middle of no fucking where. Everyone thought I had really lost my mind. Dragging my small team across the eastern Ocean. Through countless mountains and million's of miles of dense forest. It was like a mirage of a waterfall after being stuck in the desert.

My team stayed back in the safety of the woods. I was determined to do this part alone. The house was dark blue with black trim. Gravel filled out a drive way but their was no cars. My senses felt dulled some how.