Where I'm from every person has a mark. It will not show up until the day we turn eighteen . Our marks determine everything including our place in society and soulmate. My Mark is on my shoulder . It is a lion. My name is Bliss and this is my story.
She continues to ramble on,but I am still in shock of her first few words. Her brother is my mate . I have a mate. What about my family ? They need me more than my mate does. Lace runs off then , and I walk out of the bathroom and pull on the clothes she laid out for me. I then sit at the vanity using her brush and makeup. I look and the mirror and almost faint in shock . I look like an angel or a goddess.I love it. I continue to stare at myself in disbelief until the door is slammed . I turn and there are at least ten people in the room. They all are staring at my mark and I do not like it. One of the guys has a huge smile across his face. He looks like a Rum Cull. I hate when people look at me , but then I see it. He is wearing short sleeves and on his arm is the same mark I bear. I just called my mate a dumb man. I giggle nervously and run into the bathroom and lock the door. It does not do anything since I kid you not five minutes later the door hits the floor. I look up and there is my mate and another guy whose name I do not know. Lace hands me a black velvet cloak to put on . She then gives my mate my hand and he leads me out of the room. I smile up at him once we arrive outside. "Hello I am Leo and you must be Bliss."I nod and try my best to smile softly at him. "I have to go home now, so bye!" I only make it a few steps away before I am caught by my wrist. " Why do you want to leave me?" " I will always want to leave you. I never wanted a mate and I never will." This time I run making a last minute decision and dashing towards the medical wing. I grab the medicines my mother needs and 'borrow a horse' riding and leaving the castle and everything that happened there behind me.
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It is a long ride but since I keep the cloak on most people ignore me. The different cities are filled ,but by the time I arrive to my city it is the curfew. I tie the horse on the porch . Mom is sitting up in her bed looking distressed. Mom is an Ace of Spades. I smile softly at her and kiss her on the forehead and administer the medicine needed to her. My sister Millie is laying in her own bed sound asleep. I climb onto the bed beside her and fall into a deep sleep. I dream of me and three children playing in a meadow.
