Tangled in a web of lies ever since her birth, Alta feels powerless. Until she meets him. Her soulmate.
[Mattheo Riddle belongs to @yasmineamaro, Lorenzo Berkshire to @babynoami and every other characters belong to JK Rowling.
I do, however, own Al...
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ꕥ Slight TW ꕥ
Alta's point of view
¤ September 2 ¤
Lenora greeted us all with a wide smile and sparkling eyes. This girl was so nice, I couldn't find it in me to despise her. She was sitting next to Mattheo but had put some distance between them, which had relieved me a lot.
Everyone was chatting happily and Lenora seemed to blend in our group wonderfully. Meanwhile, I was silent, my gaze entirely focused on my plate filled with toasts. If someone were to ask me something, I would answer with a fake smile, but otherwise, I didn't say anything. I could feel Mattheo's chocolate brown eyes burn into my skull but I ignored him, not looking at him once.
"Fucking hell, Len ! Where the fuck where you ?"
My head snapped up to look at the black haired boy that was now standing behind Lenora. His arms were crossed on his chest and he was frowning. I looked curiously at her then at him, waiting to see where this was going. The red haired girl sighed and rolled her eyes before turning around to look up at the boy. That's when I noticed the little star she had tattooed behind her ear. Her soul mark.
"Good morning to you too, brother."
"Yeah, yeah, morning." He mumbled while rolling his eyes. "Where were you ? Mother and Father were waiting for us last night !"
She paled and her eyes widened. She ran a hand in her hair and sighed.
"Shit ! I forgot..." She looked at him again. "Please, tell me they aren't mad."
"Mad ?" He sneered. "I saved your ass. I told them you were sick so they're expecting a letter as soon as possible."
"Thanks, Kylo." She sighed in relief, then she turned to us and smiled shyly. "Everyone, meet my brother, Kylo. Could he join us ?"
We all agreed and he sat down next to his sister, politely smiling at us while we introduced ourselves. I was the last to say my name and he tilted his head curiously when I did.
"Alta, as in Potter's soulmate ?"
My heart dropped to my stomach and I'm sure I looked like I had seen a ghost. I saw Mattheo's head snapped up from the corner of my eye and dread took over me. Shit.
I opened my lips to say something, but instead I yelped as a hand grabbed my hair in a tight grip. My body froze when his scent hit my nose. I saw everyone else tense and look up behind me with murderlust meanwhile I couldn't move. I shivered in disgust when his lips brushed my ear.
