The Chosen One

III

Calista's POV :

"Cali... Cali baby, where are you hiding? Come out come out from wherever you are, mommy only wants to play", I covered my nose and mouth so she couldn't hear it.

My chest squeezed due to the limited supply of oxygen. I needed to stay as quite as possible because I knew.

I knew she'll do really bad things to me if she found me.

Tears streamed Down my face despite my best effort to stop them.

"Cali you know you can't hide forever so, be a good girl and come out by yourself. Sweety you know mommy only wants to play with you", her bare voice spiked my heartbeat to a dangerous level.

I was fearful about what was to take place.

I was not a fool. I knew it was a matter of time before she finds me and tortures me to the best of her abilities.

But I could always try to delay the inevitable doom.

My heart jumped into my throat when the door to the hidden encampment in the lounge wall flew across the room.

I stopped breathing when the blazing red eyes of my so called mother met mine.

"There you are. Cali dear how many times have I told you not to hide when I ask you to play with me", her cold, heartless tone had me shivering. My head was now pounding like someone was smashing it with a sledge hammer because of all the previous memories.

I screamed my head off like a banshee as my mother's dark shadows enveloped me.

She knew the best way to make a white which miserable enough to throw her into the depths of despair is by entrapping her within the wallows of the black shades.

I couldn't see anything except for the darkness. all that came out of my mouth were shrill painful screams, I could feel myself hyperventilating. 

That's when I found my self awakening. 

I continued screaming, I could feel a soothing presence coming near me and trying to console me with sweet words but I couldn't shed away the black aura grasping my brain.

The images still fresh in my mind from my nightmare haunted my conscious.

"Hey,  hey ... look at me. your safe your here, they won't hurt you. Nobody will dare harm you again, I won't let them. Sweetheart calm down... yes like that, breathe...", the guy whose touch rendered me speechless due to it's magical effect turned my face towards him as he cupped my cold sweaty cheeks with his hands and tried calming me down and the astounding thing is that his words did pull me out of my hysteria. 

When I was finally calm, I tried reading his persona.

BEFORE I could even start my soul searching his appearance put a full stop to every thought I had.

To say he was beautiful or handsome would be an understatement.

HE was an unearthy being that was for sure, with his midnight black hair with snow white tips lying silkily in waves down his neck three inches below his ear, some tucked behind it some covering his quarter face towards left. His skin color wasn't white nor black on a scale of one to ten it was somewhere between four and five. 

I lost my ability to inhale and exhale when my blue eyes collided with his eyes.

HIS eyes were nothing I had ever seen before, every shade of blue, violet and silver could be found there, circles of shades all in perfect order.

It shocked me and entranced me all at once.

It was a wonder how all those colors accommodated themselves in those wide yet tiny pupils considering the number of shades they contained.

The feelings those eyes sheltered for me awoke emotions in me that I hid and had forgotten about all my life up until now.

I knew I was of little existence since my birth but I tried my best to survive each day, even if it was a torture, even if I wanted to kill my self after every single breath I took, even if I wished to die each second of my life because I am not a quitter and I fight with the will that some day I would've been freed from all that torture I was going through each day.

But seeing him snapped something in me and I found my resolve, my shield breaking.

I didn't break when I was at my weakest but I broke down into tears the moment I saw those warm feelings swirling in his eyes for me, he turned my world upside down and made me feel like I meant something and my existence wasn't just there in vain.

I fell, fell into the darkness to find the light, light so bright that it blinded me for a while but than showed me a world I never thought could exist.

"You know you can't deny my existence even if you want to", he whispered in my ear sending delicious shivers down my spine that created a coil of emotions in my body and none of them was one I had ever felt.

I trembled as his warm hand touched my cold cheek. 

I think I didn't even want to try ignoring his existence because it made my existence mean something or at least that was how I felt when my vision fell on this mystic creature.

I wanted more ..... more of what? What was this tingly feeling in my stomach?

I tried to read his thoughts that was one of the early gifts bestowed on me, I could read thoughts. I could only hear a single word MATE which made no sense to me constantly ringing in his mind and what shocked me was the fact that another soul spoke that within his mind.

I asked him out of utter confusion because all this was overbearing.

"Why do I feel like I need to be more near you? I don't even know you? What is this thing called Mate you constantly think of?"

He replied but not in a way I thought he would. His way had me rendered senseless.

He came near painstakingly slowly and claimed my lips and kissed me like I gave him life.

My body throbbed all over and when his tongue licked my lower lip and he squeezed my bottom I gasped , his tongue invaded my mouth and he searched it's every crook and cranny and that evoked a soft sound out of me despite my frozen behavior.

He kissed me passionately for a while and then released my mouth from his lip lock. I was left a melting gooey mess.

"MATE is a werewolf's soulmate and you my dear just scored yourself their king," he said in a low husky voice with his warm breath fanning my swollen sensitive lips that he nibbled yet again and this time my body responded out of it's own accord and my lips sucked on his as I started my search for the comfort his actions like these brought me.