Elizabeth
My mother stands before me, with her hand around my shoulders protectively. She explains to me why we had to do what we did. She placed me with my family, knowing that I would find Easton. Our goal was to stop Easton from taking over the human race, without letting him know who we truly are.
Now, our goal is to protect the humans.
"Why didn't you tell me sooner? That you are my mom." I say. Looking into her captivating yellow eyes, bright as the sun and beautiful as the sky, I can't help but wonder if she ever felt lonely. I am her only daughter, the only daughter ever to be born among the gods and goddesses. The rest of the gods who mated had sons.
"I couldn't. It was easier for you to not know then to try and keep it a secret. You must remember us discussing this before I removed your memories." She answers. I continue walking alongside her back to the pack house.
"I guess that makes sense." I say. She shrugs and grabs my hand. I smile, loving the feel of my mother's-my real mother's-touch.
The pack house someday into view.
"Mom, I have one more question." I tug her hand which brings us to a halt.
"Yes?" Her eyes are wide and filled with the love.
"Is Easton actually my mate? Or is that a lie as well?" I ask. She bites her lip and looks towards the house. Her fiery red hair blows in the cool breeze. How odd it just have been for her, for everyone, when the goddess of the sun and fire had a daughter that was the goddess of earth.
"That's a question for your Aunt Celestine." She says. I nod. I have other questions, like who my father really is, but they can wait. Even though she gave me back my memories, I still can't seem to recall other pieces of information like if I have any siblings or where I live. I assume I live on Earth somewhere, but I can't remember any details.
"Before we go dear, I have a gift for you." My mom says. She touches a hand to my head. I shut my eyes as a tickling formation falls over me. I feel the weight of something new on my head and something covering my legs.
"Open your eyes Elizabeth." She says.
I open my eyes. I gasp in shock and the amazing dress that is pooled around my feet. Green in colour with purple, blue and white accents. On my head is a floral crown that is woven into my blonde hair. I feel like a princess.
No.
A goddess.
"Thanks mom." I say. I practically jump into her open arms. "It's beautiful."
"I knew you would like it." She says.
After we end our embrace, we reach the house. I shove open the door. The first two people I see are Easton and Ryder.
Then it hits me. Like a tsunami crashing through my lungs. Cassia is dead. My mom killed her and that woman who I'm assuming was their mother. My throat closes up and tears sting my eyes.
"Elizabeth what's wrong?" She asks. I try to speak, but no sound comes out. I feel like I'm drowning.
My mom killed their sister. Their family. Even though the three didn't always get along, they're still family, and I know deep down that they all love each other. How are they going to react when they find a cloud of dust instead of their mother and sister?
My knees give. I fall onto the grass. I let the blades encase me in their soft caresses.
"Elizabeth!" Easton yells. I turn my head tired to look at him. Are his eyes always so shiny?
"Stay away from her!" My mom cries. I blink my eyes to try and clear the blurry scene before me. Two brothers fighting one goddess.
But why?
Do they fight over me? Am I really one to be fought over? I'm only Elizabeth. Plain old Elizabeth. A girl who got her two best friends dragged into a werewolf pack, killing one and scarring the other. A girl who sentenced her brother to a life time as a mate to a werewolf, wether he likes it or not. A girl who tears everything around her apart families, friends and loyalties.
Why would all of these people fight over me? Don't they realize what a threat I am?
Maybe I need to show them. Show them that to fight over me is to fight for their lives to be destroyed.
I can't do that now though. First, I need a plan.
This is for their own good. For everyone around them's benefit.
I shove myself off the ground with a newfound fire in me. I take a look at the scene before me.
My mother is fighting Ryder and Easton off with fire balls sent in their direction. They easily dodge them, but cannot get near enough to her to do anything.
I'm behind my mother, so all I have to do to escape is simply turn and run. And that is precisely what I do.
I sprint until my godly lungs feel like they're going to explode. The flower crown given to me blew off somewhere down the trail, but if I want another one, I can simply make one. My heart stings every time I think of Easton. Yet I can't seem to get my mind off him, no matter how hard I try.
Perhaps he is my real mate. I definitely feel a connection to him, an urge to return to him and throw my arms around him. To run my fingers through his perfect hair as I press my lips to his-
No. He is evil. Enslaver of the human race.
I believe it is time I payed my Aunt Celestine a visit. I need answers.
A/N
My mom grounded me and that is why this update took so long. I'm sorry it's short, but I has almost no time to write it :(
I hope I can get back to updating soon!
Love you guys! Mwuah!
-Courtney
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